From between the waves
Of blessing, and of wealth
Come a simple test of faith.
Is what you have enough
Or do you crave more
Of everything you've got.
Do you share, or do you hold?
Do you give, knowing
That there is more-
Or do you clutch
And watch it all
Fade away from spread fingers wide.
From between the waves
I hear a plead for
A gift of love
Of hope, of faith,
Little ones breathe
It out on shallow
Sleep, soft sighs
Capture the strongest hearts.
Leave me to my passion.
Leave me to my song-
Leave me to everything
That's gone wrong.
I don't want it anymore.
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