Woke and the feeling still won't go away.
Yesterday, my life made more sense than it ever has...ever
Yesterday, time stood still, and time stood together
*******
Yesterday, God said
You are not dead
Today you will know why
You were born blind
You will see well beyond them
Into the weave
You will see me
Into eternity
Why is today not like other days?
Because it is holy, set apart
Designed to heal
your inmost heart
Designed to stay
Inside God's way
Designed to heal
Those nerves of steel
Built to protect
An internal defect
A violation of the soul
From times of old
Today the miracle
Has been made clear
Through loving eyes
And listening ear
What once was lost
Now is found
You've made your way
To higher ground
Wounds that once crippled
Now can hardly be seen
Kissed back to living
Far away from the dream
That once killed you each night
On your pillow of tears
You've been given now back
The gift of those years
Lost to sorrow and pain
And wondering why
Now at last making sense
No reason to die
But to live now for Him
Who died there for you
And pass unto others
That love given you
Love, Cindy
Copyright April 5, 2011 @1:05 a.m.
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