Maybe one day
You will open your eyes and see
That what you hold in your hands
Without even knowing
Was always yours
Freely given
But fragile, even so
Maybe one day
You will open your eyes and see
That you never really had to
Search far and wide
Always looking for a sign
All you really had to do
Was open your eyes and see
Passion need not be all flame
Love need not always be a whirlwind
A gentle touch, a tender word
A light that shines
Constant and true in the darkest night
Maybe one day
You will open your eyes and see
That the promise of forever
Is standing right here
Heretofore, unseen
Saturday, April 11, 2009
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