Stardust

Come reader on a little ride with me
A magic carpet journey just for two
Let go a little while to come along
And what I show you no one else can see
Unless they see it through that second sight
By which I saw it and now by which you
Will find it spelled out in the stars tonight
A pattern in the pieces of the sky
To map the treasure buried in your heart
Which is the point and purpose of my song

If you are ready now the time is right
For something which need never stop nor start
Or something which can only always be
If you prefer to think of it that way
By which the young bud wise the weak bloom strong
Set free by captive curiosity
It takes some getting used to but you may
Enjoy what is without a reason why
Not needing to know why this is that way
No reason why not (while the iron is hot)

What I would like to see is you be free
So like a grizzled little wizard I
Am here to sprinkle stardust on your day
Until the moon has waned and I must die
When I have lived a long time anyway
And celebrated specificities
Of mysteries I never understood
Except that life is sweet and it is good
To map the treasure buried in your heart
Which is the point and purpose of my song

+Steven Curtis Lance



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