"...I am blooming nightwings to soar"

Whole

I think we play roles
To fill up the holes
Torn out from our souls
By injuries sustained along the way
And so we engage in our shadow play

I went to the holy woman and said
I could play no more and wished to be dead
But she healed and anointed me instead

So here I am now
Not quite knowing how
Yet somehow believing that I must live
That my creator delights to forgive
And welcome me a prodigal home free

You might not believe me but watch and see
That soon within the blue moon I will rise
Surprising my own disbelieving eyes
Opening now to my birthright my prize
By which I am blooming nightwings to soar

I have sung before but you will hear more
Deeply of me as I sing destiny
The moon is waxing I am growing strong
My birth approaches nor will it be long
Until created I create my song

No more role no more hole not in this soul
As I rise blue moon soon strong free and whole

+Steven Curtis Lance



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