When I Hold Hands With You

It comes to a point where there are no more words
Just dewdrops sparkling diamonds in the sun
Drying birth-dying and flying into one
Reality gathers to scatter like birds
As the universe is born anew today
But day and night are terms which do not apply

Night is on holiday having flown away
To turn our tears to stars to dance in the sky
Which takes time but is well worth it I am told
Matters of time matter not since you and I
Have jumped its fence to grow yet never grow old
Here past day and night and all the former things
Beyond the limitations of life and death

Where consciousness spirals in concentric rings
Or floats forever free lifted by the breath
Of All we fall to rise in skies always new
Into the limitless blue which is the mind
Of All we fall to rise past lies to the True
Taking the best we leave all the rest behind

This is how it is when I hold hands with you

+Steven Curtis Lance



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