taking time to just be on this gentle quiet morning by the seasoothing waves share their melodies as soft hues of morning light fall upon the endless sand and fill my eyes with stilled wonderi try to look down into the deep of my own heart and feel the sad songs find the gifts of grace stay in anger’s embrace pray for resurrection to race through the turmoil and the pain lift me higher again so i can return to You and in so doing return to me
this thing called life
this thing called life
this thing called life
taking time to just be on this gentle quiet morning by the seasoothing waves share their melodies as soft hues of morning light fall upon the endless sand and fill my eyes with stilled wonderi try to look down into the deep of my own heart and feel the sad songs find the gifts of grace stay in anger’s embrace pray for resurrection to race through the turmoil and the pain lift me higher again so i can return to You and in so doing return to me