Oh, Sunrise
Light pours in
Singing a song to the eyes
Bright and free
Melodies
Are swirling songs in the skies
Red clouds burst
Long night ends
We see the long awaited sign
With lilies
Like trumpets
Declaring Bread and Wine
And I am waking
To light, to death‘s demise
The ground is shaking
I’m found with no compromise
Open hands
Speak volumes
The Bread says, ”Thy will be done”
On palm leaves
Like post cards
Written in wine from the Sun
And I am waking
To light, to death‘s demise
The ground is shaking
I’m found with no compromise
We’ll be fine
You‘re on time
We see the sign
Bread and Wine
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Andy Rhea--ALL LYRICS AND POETRY © 2007-2009
