Compositions

A Savior and
A sinner saved
Walking hand in hand
How lovely

A Creator
Who called my name
Now I bask
In His glory

Be still and know
That He is God
Fall down upon your knees
And bask within
His awesome glory

He reigns with
The mountains as his footstools
Men and angels
Falling prostrate
Eternally we’ll celebrate
Our King

Fantasy holds little power
It is lost to my mind
Fiction rests far from my soul
In a dark drawer of odds and ends
I no longer long for things imagined
Which cannot be real
Cannot be breathed
Or seen, or felt
Having discovered something else
Hidden all along
In front of my eyes
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Here I find real dragons & warriors
Kings, princesses & castles
Uncharted lands & epic journeys
For reality has, nestled deep within itself
A tall-tale of storybook proportions
Here, in reality’s truth, lies the source
Of fantasy and fiction
Yet tangible and alive
Truth that frees the heart
Awakens the soul
Stirs the spirit
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This reality has no equal
There exist no purer forms
Of beauty & mystery
No story so alive
So vibrant, so wonderful
No Author so good