Approaching Full Circle by Greg Babineaux
Approaching Full Circle
Sacred tones
Sacred Shapes
Sacred Rhythms
Not from a book
But by your inhale
and exhale
Feet walk the earth.
Eyes drink the sky.
and the angel He sent
to your bedside
stands over you
as you write
Holy moment in time
the lines
Filled with
sacred rhyme
cells vibrate in
in-voluntary worship
because I am
He is worthy
Into you, into you
so..into you
Into you, into you
so..into you, so
eyes
see the lights
in the sky
the size
of your existence
magnificent
scent of eternity
like a painting
always wet yet
always changing
how high the moon
our date coming soon
dross drops off
like candle wax
racks and stacks
of holy artifacts
cannot contain
the dream still remains
I look up thru the rain
the
view cannot be framed
or stained
holy habitation
perpetual regeneration
into you
into you
so-
in- to- you
so-
sun set down
on the sea saving
standing rain
staring intently
it
melts away all my pain
teardrops fall to join
the same
receding tide
thru
hard times and trials
Yeshua is on my side
walking day and night
into His holy temple
holding my hands high
..and approaching full circle
Approaching Full Circle
Sacred tones
Sacred Shapes
Sacred Rhythms
Not from a book
But by your inhale
and exhale
Feet walk the earth.
Eyes drink the sky.
and the angel He sent
to your bedside
stands over you
as you write
Holy moment in time
the lines
Filled with
sacred rhyme
cells vibrate in
in-voluntary worship
because I am
He is worthy
Into you, into you
so..into you
Into you, into you
so..into you, so
eyes
see the lights
in the sky
the size
of your existence
magnificent
scent of eternity
like a painting
always wet yet
always changing
how high the moon
our date coming soon
dross drops off
like candle wax
racks and stacks
of holy artifacts
cannot contain
the dream still remains
I look up thru the rain
the
view cannot be framed
or stained
holy habitation
perpetual regeneration
into you
into you
so-
in- to- you
so-
sun set down
on the sea saving
standing rain
staring intently
it
melts away all my pain
teardrops fall to join
the same
receding tide
thru
hard times and trials
Yeshua is on my side
walking day and night
into His holy temple
holding my hands high
..and approaching full circle