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
Copyright © Richard Michael | Year Posted 2015
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