January 4, 2005

I've been using these mornings to go through my scribblings from the last year and came upon this. I wrote it back in the early summer to three departed friends; friends who were taken suddenly and quite young. I don't know if I'll ever put a tune to it or not but thought I'd share it.  The reference to the tsunami that is  obviously coincidental and  metaphorical but it struck me in rereading the lines how much we are all bound by life's uncertainties (and certainties) and strengthened by the gifts we are to each other.  God bless you all in the new year!

Peace,

John

Gentle ones I see your smiles
Though tears have dimmed my eyes
I wander paths in memory
beneath my early skies
When time was not my enemy
It will not be again
Eternity has written me
A joyous song of friends chorus

I hear the song in morning prayer
I hear the song at night
When I stand with soul in hand
beneath that distant light
I hear it in the shoulder circle
of my growing own
I heard it most of all in all
the love that you had shown chorus