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As the sun continues to set and rise,
As the moon continues to wane and wax,
Here I am, continuing like a roaring wave
On the wrinkling sea of life, streaming to
Its shores, to froth and seep deep into the
Waiting sands of time—here to canvassing
Clanging conch-like echoing footprints;
As the sun continues to seat and rise, as
The waters of the sea of life continue
To evaporate to freshly freely fall again,
I continue to fall asleep and rise again
In the circadian rhythms of time’s clocking
Of the ebb and flow of the mission purpose:
The spreading of divine wisdom, peace, and love:-
Once thought deserts of oasis have had their day
And are now known valleys of the shadows of death;
Yet, I now know that where love is, fear cannot ever be.
Both parallel and vertical, I have footprinted them free.
And though I’ve had to sail that sea, I did it in the Paul way
I am now on and in the sands of time breathing sweet breath.
As the sun continues to set and rise,
As the moon continues to wane and wax,
Here I am—continuing like a roaring wave.
My tired eyes are resting upon the skies
As I stand here wised and vertically relax
That I’ve lived here free and not as a slave
Clanging conch-like echoing footprints:
Saved by Him of Whom there can be, no pretense!
