Tell me, O eyes... gentle of yours,
How does fear stroke your heart?
Tell me, O heart... brave of yours,
How does it saturate into your soul?
Tell me, O life... fragile of yours,
Are you redeemed, or lost forever?
Lightning bursts in the sky like veins,
The thunder nearing and deafening.
You burn, your bark explodes and splits,
You bleed... and fate ceases your hours.
A tide of scarlet consumes your corpse,
They snicker at the apocalypse of a bridge.
The heavens weep and ask me the same,
Yet I speak to your eyes, and your heart...
Life draws you to a close,
And yet the road you chose escapes me.
So I ask your soul, floating through the clouds,
Are you flying with the Angels?
You only smile, for you know they stole it for me,
And I fall away, like leaves swirling through dust.
Yet His arms catch me... and I'm loved,
And in the susurrus of the voice, I'm called.
So I obey, my tear drops the ink for Him,
And I pray, for those whose lives endure.
Unknown to us is when the pages end,
But I wish not for a mortal to rip them away.
And I wish this on you and everyone else,
Though I pray and forgive, and be joyful still.
For it is already written in that Book of Life,
The favor we have sought, is what the dawn reveals.
Life goes on, but in the end, gathers a close,
But abides the soul, soaring... or crumbling.
Here's a path of soil and a path of sea,
The one you take ushers you toward the truth.
And I write to you, that the now is ours...
Forever begins after the valley ends.
I shall be with my Father in the flowering- fields,
Embracing light and drenched of suffering.
Or I shall suffer burns in the ocean of fire,
And my spirit fade away... without my Father.