Brother Timotheus
April 10th, 2008, 01:41 PM
Phenomenal Blink
Upon the winds of war I sense your return
the closing ends and the waking beginnings
the breaking of our terrestrial boundries
the magnificent explosive release
From inside this shell I ponder the heavens
ready to abandon, ready for absolute truth
ready to fly with pure trust on the wind
ready to lift off this blue hell of disease
Through anticipation and wonder I wait
for the time of escape, for the trumpet of glory
for your calling upon my unworthy small soul
for that phenomenal blink in the night
I anxiously wonder and yearn to go home
to see your beautiful eminence, to hold you so close
to dissolve into your eyes and worship without myself
to find redemption within the warmth of your light
-Tim W.
Upon the winds of war I sense your return
the closing ends and the waking beginnings
the breaking of our terrestrial boundries
the magnificent explosive release
From inside this shell I ponder the heavens
ready to abandon, ready for absolute truth
ready to fly with pure trust on the wind
ready to lift off this blue hell of disease
Through anticipation and wonder I wait
for the time of escape, for the trumpet of glory
for your calling upon my unworthy small soul
for that phenomenal blink in the night
I anxiously wonder and yearn to go home
to see your beautiful eminence, to hold you so close
to dissolve into your eyes and worship without myself
to find redemption within the warmth of your light
-Tim W.