Tuesday, June 13, 2006

Two Years, Two Hundred and Seventy Days Since

Somewhere beyond the burdens, 
Beyond the rain showers of my tears
There is a meadow full of hope, 
Though long abandoned now for years...
Still, I'm headed there this morning, 
If I can only find my way…
Take a left when near the farthest star, 
Step back a thousand days...
Somewhere beyond this city…
Beyond the shadows of his face…
Past the measure of these moments, 
Lies a soft, forgiving place.
Somewhere beyond this sadness, 
Beyond all the hurtful sights…
There’s a light that shines the brightest, 
And all wrongs it can make right.
As that light shines on that meadow, 
I cannot help but gaze…
At the life that I once knew, 
As I step back a thousand days.