Redemption

Somewhere in the outside world 
His songs were being sung 
Songs he wrote to praise his God 
When he was very young 

But as he grew he took that life 
And placed it far behind 
It’s not that his belief had changed 
It was just another time 

A time when life was simpler 
A time when he could hear 
A calling that enriched his soul 
But now had disappeared 

Thirty-seven years went by 
And somewhere deep inside 
He found the songs he sang when young 
Could no longer be denied 

So one more time he raised his voice 
In songs from long ago 
He felt his faith again renewed 
And heard God say… hello
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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May 27, 2011 at 8:41 PM
aaaaaaaaaaaah, wonderful. And after my dark dismal poem I HAD to write, this one is a balm. And so comforting, that now, finally, I THINK I can sleep. Keep writing, Cyndi PS the last line ROCKS.
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