Photo credit: Vishnu R Nair
Sometimes I lay in my bed for a new day to rise,
And I give thanks, as I close my eyes, dreaming,
Your presence calms the angry tide:
Sometimes I stroke my face like it was your hands,
So wise, strong yet gentle bathing, in the powerful,
Up full songs: and our feet dancing in the pure white sand;
Then I would open my eyes and I’d look through,
The blinders of my window daydreaming, our path will take wings
And soar, in your graceful songs,
Sometimes I sit on my bed wondering who really, I am:
And maybe one day you’ll unlock my heart,
To a higher consciousness, of God prophetic songs:
Sometimes I paced the floor with a thousand reasons,
I should thank you for the beautiful, uplifting meditation,
That gives me hope, about our deliver—our Mighty God,
An inviting melodic inspirational song: that reminds me,
I am part of you and you are a part of me,
As I rock, dance, to the creativity of your reggae gospel songs,
Sometimes I dream and dream and stare at the bright skylight,
And suddenly my dream vanished, blinded by your mighty sunlight:
It was your faithful love—greatness, that keeps me Alive,
That keeps me believing as I move along.
Empress Journee
