May I still remember the bright hours that found me
Walking over the silent hills of my childhood,
Or dreaming on the margin of the quiet river,
When a light glowed within me,
And I promised my early God to have courage
Amid the tempests of the changing years.
Spare me from bitterness
And from the sharp passions of unguarded moments.

May I not forget that poverty and riches are of the spirit.
Though the world may know me not,
May my thoughts and actions be such
As shall keep me friendly with myself.
Lift my eyes from the earth,
And let me not forget the uses of the stars.
Forbid that I should judge others,
Lest I condemn myself.

Let me not follow the clamor of the world,
But walk calmly in my path.
Give me a few good friends who will love me for what I am;
And keep ever burning before my vagrant steps
The kindly light of hope.
And though age and infirmity overtake me,
And I come not within sight of the castle of my dreams,
Teach me still to be thankful for life,
And for times olden memories that are good and sweet;
And may the evening’s twilight find me gentle still.

~Max Ehrmann (1872 – 1945)~

The water is wide

I can’t cross o’er,

and neither have

I wings to fly.

Build me a boat

That can carry two,

And both shall row,

My Lord and I.

~”The Water Is Wide”  by David Kaufman~

Don’t walk behind me; I may not lead. Don’t walk in front of me; I may not follow. Just walk beside me and be my friend.

~Albert Camus~

Another rainy day
I can’t recall having sunshine on my face
All I feel is pain
All I wanna do is walk out of this place
But when I am stuck and I can’t move
When I don’t know what I should do
When I wonder if I’ll ever make it through

I gotta keep singing
I gotta keep praising Your name
Your the one that’s keeping my heart beating
I gotta keep singing
I gotta keep praising Your name
That’s the only way that I’ll find healing

Can I climb up in Your lap
I don’t wanna leave
Jesus sing over me
I gotta keep singing

Oh You’re everything I need
And I gotta keep singing

~”Keep Singing” by Mercy Me~

Let your light shine before men, that they may see your good deeds and praise your Father in Heaven.

~Matthew 5:16~

Daylight waning,

Shadows falling.

Moon is rising,

Night winds calling.

Time drifts by

On silken wings,

Far and low

A song it sings.

It sings of love

And letters sent,

It sings of loss

And years misspent.

It sings of birth

As life begins,

It mourns as death,

Our journey ends.

It sings the melody

Of our lives

And sometimes makes us

Wonder why

We didn’t, when we

Had the chance,

Change the notes,

The refrain perhaps.

The past is gone,

It can’t be changed;

Look forward now

With knowledge gained.

Listen close in the

Hushed, still night

To the song of time

On its endless flight.

~Nancy A. Frydrych~