The Gift



I have a gift, a gift of a dream of rivers that run
Into a sea where lovers have love that can't be undone
Rest your head upon my shoulder and breathe a sigh
Feel a breeze caress your spirit, now close your eyes (and your)

High on a hill, beneath a tree of yellow and gold
It has a door for those who believe we never grow old
There's a letter left for you and it reads in part
Have no fear; we've all come here, to help heal your heart (now your)

Caught by a wind, lifted then spin, into the sky
Eagle and hawk, join you to talk, of days now gone by (saying)
Leave your wounds and worries down on the earth below
Spread your wings, expand your world, then you'll come to know (that your)

Blessed with the grace, that fills every space, you need it to fill.
Made up of light, replacing the night, that feeds on your will
You've just begun, to reach for the sun and the stars will shine
Into your heart, where this dream might start with this gift of mine. (for)

I have a gift, a gift of a dream of rivers that run
Into a sea where lovers have love that can't be undone
Rest your head upon my shoulder and breathe a sigh
Feel a breeze caress your spirit, now close your eyes

©2003 Paul A. Krause