His Ocean at Dusk
The sun mellows on the surf's horizon
Its light rays streaming through the clouds
From afar the wind brings forth
Farewell tones of the old Earth's voice
The rain comes down across the water's slate
My lips taste the salt on His ocean's plate
My body in His sea embrace
Beneath my feet His finger trails
His breaks rushes and welcomes me
A breathtaking mix of fear and glee
I descend through His glassy depths
His silky waters cover my head
His great waves comes and carries me
With pure elation He graces me
His world, now had become so mine,
Two spirits, inter-twined
And as this life of adventure roll,
I'll come to His ocean at dusk
When He calls
Wednesday, April 24, 2013
JC's Ocean (Dawn Version)
His Ocean at Dawn
The sun mellows on the surf's horizon
Its morning rays beams through the clouds
From afar the wind brings forth
Choruses of Earth's rejoice
The rain comes down across the water's slate
My lips taste the salt on His ocean's plate
My body in His sea embrace
Beneath my feet His finger trails
His breaks rushes and welcomes me
A breathtaking mix of fear and glee
I descend through His glassy depths
His silky waters cover my head
His great waves comes and carries me
With pure elation He graces me
His world, now had become so mine,
Two spirits, inter-twined
And when at last the evening, had outgrown
I hear Him call me to His ocean, at dawn
Saturday, April 6, 2013
Monday, April 1, 2013
Their Bible Tells Me So
They think they have all the right answers
They think they have all the right formulas
They think they have all the right recipes
Their right formula starts with - You shouldn’t
Their right recipes start with - You shouldn’t
They don’t have to tell me it’s sad
They don’t have to tell me I’m bad
They don’t have to tell me I’m wrong
Coz’ I already know I’m bad
Coz’ I already know I’m wrong
Because their Bible tells me so
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