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Blind Are The Eyes That Can See

The Black Space above is of the essence in the freedom that we have to move and soar
This vastness is overwhelming, we will never see infinity open its wide doors
And what about the time it continues to stay, day in and night out none stop
Eternity will never be interrupted; it's like a day that forever lives on and on
 

How about the stars and planets that glow and shine in the blackness that they know
All are turning within different circles in the same galactic sound we have not heard
Where do we reside, within this gigantic black storm with so much action going on
We are just a pinhead in this oceanic black space where nothing is left out-of-place
 

Meteorites along the way bombard and play with anything near or far out of its way
Shooting stars just glamorize the blackness with a show of lights along with those that glow
Everything seems to know and comprehend the free reigns and limits throughout this whole range
The mysteries are many and if there is life somewhere, it has not found us to say hello or beware
 

And where is the Watcher? I'm sure He's on the third Heaven ever-present and full of grace
Watching creation take its rightful place in the grand scheme of all that He has made
But all is not well, our little pinhead existence still matters and we need His saving grace
Humanity has a choice to make, accept a rebirth of spirit-life to enter Heaven's gate
 

And so we sail on wondering about everything in the grand scale of what we're about
So many questions that need to be answered but are we willing to take the time to find out
To put things in perspective, we must let our hearts be opened to a new horizon out to sea
Where your heart is, there you will find your treasure, find Him and He will delight in you
 

Blind are the eyes that can see, there is so much light for us, how can we not believe
The stars tell a story, the planets that surround are not in a hurry and the rest of us just worry
We are made part of this little blue marble out in space needing all the love it can get
Finally, the unknown became flesh and changed the course of darkness in humanity's quest
 

Isn't it good to wake up to a new morning to live and breathe and enjoy all that God gives
 

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                Albee Rodney-11/05/14
        Website: albeerodney.wordpress.com
                        


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