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"The Gift Of Grace"
The Gift Of Grace
The late morning light finds its own path
shining through the eastern highway window
Just a sliver left
to battle the cold still struggling to breathe
from last nights lonely
Silence sips shadows of a western born sky
awaiting the birth
of another day without You
God how I miss the soft of your whispers
the passion of your collapsed sighs
the magic of "I Love You"
never so simple in a surprise at anytime
little gifts that can mean so much
Sometimes I feel like a man lost in a world slipping away
just longing to be Home in the Serenity of Our Eternity
There's no break in my thoughts
as the sun seems to mourn with me in rites of passage
as I yearn for the warmth of you
in the middle of high noon
under a blue sky
A radio plays in the background
songs about cheating, lying, crying
and even surviving it all somehow
in the name of love
I'm a survivior of a past filled with sad country songs
now I live a life of luxury
Singing the beauty of You
in the chorus of Us
Evening shades a twilight symphony
Orchestrating tears on the edge of sundown
in the union of an addiction strangling me to get back out
attacking in the pour of fragile moments
where I cry in the middle of nowhere
not understanding the reasons why
or even having the answers for
but yet I do
It's all wrapped up in the missing of You
After Midnight, I fight for sleep
the night hanging on like a rope around my neck
not wanting to let go
waiting to break me
Then I remember your voice not long ago
"With all my heart and soul"
and I smile in the still of the moonlight
as tears find their way once more
Only this time they are different
They are beautiful
as they fall with the grace of Us
and I sleep
and I dream
and I'm Home
~ybb~
