"We Are Not Hopeless"
There are yet times that
that i feel very small and helpless.
There are times when my futility and joy
seems to be foolishness and then i despair
my heart is all i will ever need, in this life
or in the next!  Let your heart ache and break
and ache and break again and a gain there is no wear
to it to the heart hearts are vulnerable and delicate and fragile
memories are a miracle how did they come up with homes
for all those people rushing around going anywhere and everywhere
it makes me feel lost and i want to hide myself in my house
There are yet times that
that i feel very small and helpless.  Hope and Joy are not futile.
Indeed, Hope and Joy are Not Folly.  Indeed, if one sets a course
and follows upon a dream or a prayer or a star in the night sky---
then mustn't there be yet hope?  Hope for earth?  Validity for mankind?
Oh Lord My Heart aches and it breaks and it aches and it breaks
sometimes i fear i am wounding my physical heart and i feel pain
deep in my soul.  poetry cometh not forth from the brain,
but from the heart. the mind is all very fine, but there is a clearer echo
a nightingale singing in a forest of glass trees piercing the night is the heart
i say this not in vain, not that we lived in vain, not any of us in vain, no lord
and our follies were not laughable.  Indeed, we were the Children Of God
This Holy And Calm Night That We Sailed on a Sea of Dreams.
There are yet times that
that i feel very small and helpless.  We are not hopeless.
No Lord, I Pray thee, that We Are Not Without Hope.
In Jesus' Name,
Amen////