I think of the faces and laughter, And the words of encouragement too. My heart overflows with gladness As their voices race through my mind. I'm sad for the times that I've fumbled And forgot all I promised to do, When I thought that I'd posted a smiley But instead drifted into the blue. I wonder how you begin talking, And what are the words that you say? "How do you do?" seems so hollow But "Howdy" sounds oddly strange. There are so many things that my friends know I wish they would tell them to me But the best I can do is keep pacing And hope that one day I will see
When the clouds press close, and shadows stay, Know that the sun still hides in play. This weight you carry is not forever, And even the darkest ties can sever. Lean on me, if the journey is long, Together we’ll hum a quiet song.
Sing of the Lady of the Night Who treads on sacred, silvered ground, Sways daintily to silent sound, Adorns the sky with silver light, And lingers with the Shades. She is the Goddess of the Dawn, Twinkle of kindness in his eye, The beauty of the midnight sky, Sister to those who dance and mourn, Her love a light that never fades. She is the Mother of us all. Stand still beneath Her watchful gaze; Her light sings of unuttered praise. Sweet Love before the tragic fall— Her endless mercy all pervades. And we emerge from 'neath her spell, As golden light spills 'cross the land, Across the page, over the hand That writes these words, this tale to tell: Her strength endures, and fear abates. The warmth, the joy, the leaping heart That follows as the new day breaks, As softly, hope once more awakes. Despair and doubt now fall apart; There is healing in the Shades.
