Thursday, February 7, 2008

The Hidden Warrior

I've been beaten down, I doubt
By the words of men with no moral ground
Caged in a citadel of my self doubts
A free bird, my mind shackeled and bound

To remind me of all that's real
I spent a day by the flowing river
Something about the way air stood still
motionless and cold, makes me shiver

I see a familiar face in the water
humble, ragged but willing to fight
I saw the will of a warrior
His yoke is easy, His burden is light

He looked, straight in the eye
unwavering and steady, he held his sight
Unspoken words, concise to remind me
To always be just, do what was right

Slowly the face fades away, lost in the ripples
And I turn, the journey is long and I see my way
Next time i see this face, i'll ask
So won't you come inside And never go away

Inspired by the times I've been trampled on
It's my pride now, which sings a vengeful song
I closed my eyes, I begin to pray
Give me strength O Lord, to fight another day

A hidden strength flows through me
I know I'll have to walk alone
I know not what the stars have destined
All I know I might not make it home

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