The dark dreams fade;

"For the longest time I used to think that my major contribution to the body of
Christ would be my attendance at potlucks."
-Bob Ryan.


Sometimes By Faith.

The morning stumbles in,
Lights a candle for the night gone by,
Rub its weary eyes,
Wipes a tear out of the dreary skies.

Soft is the morning light, gone is the troubled night;
The dark dreams fade.
Bird in the morning sing,
A new day filtering in through the shade.

As long as dreams follow the day,
As long as light gives way to night,
God knows that you & i will walk this way:
Sometimes by faith, sometimes by sight.

When darkness settles in,
Everything wek now can tend to slip away.
Things we swore we believed shiver into mist
& vanish in the gray.

The night falls hard and cold,
dredging up all those old familiar scenes.
But look at how the morning breaks;
Think about how time can shake up everything.

As long as dreams follow the day,
As long as light gives way to night,
God knows that you & i will walk this way:
Sometimes by faith, sometimes by sight.

The morning stumbles in, light a candle for the night gone by.
Grace draws a streak of gold across the black wall of the eastern sky.


Bob himself wrote, this nice & touching poetic song.
& We all have to agree that it is, indeeed meaningful right ?
It is; to me.

& my head is spinning so badly
& you're not doing anything to help it.


& forgive me for not making it right.