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Fisher of Men

If I should fly this earth tonight somewhere between two sleeps to the beating of a rythm in the cadence my heart keeps My heart shall beat its measure to the faucet's broken seam that leaks my mind to other worlds and begs my soul to dream I dream I fish for souls of men seawater drops the looking glass My ship is coming on the tide I pray this vessel be my last The souls of men shall be my treasure of which I'd fill the cargo hull for nothing fills my heart with pleasure like fishing for men's souls So on, and on, and on I fish while the dripping cuts the seam that leaks my mind to all dimensions and frees my soul that beams For while I'm pleasedwith bigger fish it's the smaller ones I rue The schools of the smaller souls my nets keep passing through So finer nets than theseI'll need and time's no cost to me it's true these finer nets I need take time God rest my weary crew These finer nets my looms will spin and for these I count the cost The smaller souls I'll catch in time before they're even lost I know the winds of fortune are fickle with their kiss but I know just what the future holds an eternity of bliss So if I fly this earth tonight somewhere between two sleeps to the beating of that rythm in the cadence my heart keeps I'll send my prayers straight up to God in the twinkling of an eye To save those souls a wandering before they even die God save me from the devil's hand and spare me from the rod My heart is broken from this world I give my soul to God I follow stars by ship at night and sail all seven seas to find the souls of men who're lost by ones, and twos, and threes My destiny was never wrote my fate was ne'r decreed My choices all were made for naught for this my heart will bleed So if I fly this earth tonight somewhere between two sleeps to the beating in the rythm of the cadence my heart keeps My ship's a coming on the tide and fishing is my game all the souls I've caught thus far will never be the same My ship's a coming on the tide and sunshine rays come down another soul is caught in time they're lost and then they're found

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Date: 3/2/2015 7:48:00 AM
Amen, this is a moving account of faith.
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Date: 2/24/2015 5:27:00 PM
Loved your poem, nice rhythm and excellent message. Good job my friend.
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