I hear the whistle on the track
It seems to shout, come back, come back
But I have been this way before
Not once, but twice or maybe more
And cannot bear the lonesome sound
Of emptiness which I have found.
My bags are packed all set to go
I’m ready for another show
I do not have a backup plan
And may become an ” also ran ”
God with Your help, I’ll take a chance
Tis time to try to learn to dance !
Oh blessed Lord, help me to find
The path that does to heaven wind
I want to aid and clear the way
For all of those who wish to stay
I can’t believe the time grows near
The day of judgement soon is here !
Through all these years and all the wars
That caused such grief and gave us pause
Too many centuries have passed
Each one’s been sadder than the last
Help us to find a safer shore
Perhaps to even up the score
Oh Lord above, look down on we
Your children seeking sanctity !
The lonesome whistle of the train
Keeps singing to my tired brain
The trip is long and nears its end
I’m ever weary, oh my friend
And what if we should never die
How could we then embrace goodbye ?
The winter chill returns once more
As reckless waves crash on the shore
The eagle nests in heaven’s skies
As snowflakes fall before one’s eyes.
The winter has too soon begun
Make way anon for frozen fun
Unpack your muffler, hood and ski
Tis now the hour for snowtime glee.
Enjoy as days all fade so fast
Note, even winter scurries passed
As we prepare for spring’s encore
To be life’s cycle evermore !
There is this dream in which we’re caught
Wherein our hopes and fears are fraught
A place where passions that we knew
One day at last will follow through
To fold us in God’s circle of
His unabashed enduring love !
This heart of mine it hungers so
Too much to say before we go
The words don’t come so easy now
Caught in the throat, sometimes somehow.
A simple act of nature’s need
Bids all who dare, take care indeed
The changes come and fall away
Too soon we’ll meet that fInal day !
