Mist and Wind
Thoughts like morning mist
Caught in light of day
Vanish in the whisper
Of waking breezes
Hopes and dreams
The things created
By the fire You light
Lord our souls ignite
Melt away our fears
In the crucible of your heart
Don’t leave us here
In the falsehoods and facades
Grant us a glimpse
Through your eyes
Catching the eternal picture
Of each soul’s potential
Let our dreams
Replaced and fueled
By your endless love
Lift the fallen to their feet
Turn our scars
To reserves of strength
And reminders of hope
Milestones and altars to you
Transform us
Into beacons of light
Wash away any traces
Of selfishness and pride
Forge us into instruments
Your skilled hands can use
Closer still to our potential
Beaten from swords to plows
Rumors of war riding the wind
Palls of smoke turn Sun to blood
Hearts grow heavy with fear
Yet still we stand
Your warrior soul leading
Your mighty hand at our backs
Strengthened by victories already won
Press on while silent witnesses cheer us on
Days wear on and eyes grow dim
But hearts longing never wanes
Aliens and strangers we travel ever on
Until Sun falls one last time in our eyes
And like morning’s vanishing fog
Our souls are carried by the breeze
To some distant promised land
Where we fall like rain into your sea
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