Sail Away With Me

 Come sail with me into the pink hued tapestry

 Oh sail on as we cling to the oceans gentle lifting mist.

Listen now my love...listen, listen to the incoming tide and its approaching roar

  Take hold at once my sweets, take grasp and to my wings do cling,

as we so gallantly to heaven soar.

Yea, but glance back not twice, but see now the crimson clouds ahead

And always take sweet comfort in that we have become one

One in knowing that to the darkness our spirits do not cleave

One in knowing that we shall forever rejoice and be glad

 for we sail away this day into the arms of the Son.

J. Allen Wilson © Ten 2006