Friday, November 10, 2006

As he puts his arms around me,
I'm lifted into the air with him.
Spirit, fire and autumn leaves
Swirl about me lifting me higher and higher.

The fires that lick cannot burn me,
The woes that threaten cannot hurt me,
The venom that spits cannot touch me.
I am safe in his warm embrace,
His promise is one that will never fade.

I will run to him, for his words are true,
No lies no deceit, he's my living miracle,
In him lies my endless faith.
Any tortuous race I will run in his name,
In him I will find courage and my way.

When hope is lost and my world starts to tumble,
He'll whisper gently into my ears
"I never left you one moment,
It's okay, I'll catch you as you fall."

His eyes see my every burden and sorrow,
He will watch me fight and grow.
He knows me like no other,
There is none like him, my father.

He's the rising sun, the moon at dusk,
The voice that soothes, the lamps by the path.
He is the very magic that lights up my eyes,
The blood that makes my fragile heart thump.

I see the world through his heavenly eyes,
A garden full of fireflies,
Always bustling with hope and light.
His love is the ocean and the sky,
He's my savior, my strength, my life.

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