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Aimless Souls by Travis Dempster Aimless souls, boundless, soundless As they skirt along the edge of life, without meaning What point is there to the steps we take in shades of Grey as our vision blurs and it all seems the same So we say what's the difference, but there is and always will be, Black and White, that is set apart and made separate From the light, the night, the day, and some may say They are both beautiful to the eye of the lonely traveler, The wishful wanderer, wishing on the stars above that he might one day See the day, that brings love back into his hollow life and Fills his empty tears, with memories worth living for, once more Knocking on that door, searching with the chore of asking the Question that means all the world to us, and hear the answer whispered in a hush. As we stop to ponder between the rush from here to there and try to capture the meaning so we can treasure it in our heart and take it with us, and set it apart. To soar with the eagles on wings of gold, floating on unfathomable hope yet untold and finding the warmth through the cold as winter gives way to spring and are souls start to sing once again to our King who has been waiting from the beginning to bring us home from whence we came and calls us by his holy name that his whole family did receive because we were chosen to Believe, and every knee now must bow, every tongue confessed that Jesus is Lord, and his Saints are blessed T.S. Dempster |