The Lucky Ones

I want to lie in some lilies with you
And find out who I am or who you are
Watching the sun slipping undersea too
Would also be nice with a falling star
Falling still farther in a waning moon

When we could see the universe at night
The spine of the sky and numberless suns
Of infinite other worlds far away
Where what is present presently is right
Where now is never too late nor too soon

And presently we are the lucky ones
Who have the night to spend and then the day
To bathe together in the golden light
Of answer to the prayers of those who pray
Who knew the words but then forgot the tune

At last we know the only answer then
The question not of whether but of when

+Steven Curtis Lance



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