A New Song

My husband and I wrote a new song Christmas day. The music is still in the works, but the tune has a bit of a Native American flair. It's a celebration of our createdness.

Adam's Song
Oaken trail and rain drenched wood
My feet up to the mountain climb
Deer, unfearing, walk beside
In symbionic rhyme

I, I am of the earth, the sea and sky
I am spirit made of clay, I'll never die
Time is like a forest breeze, the breath of Life
Is blowing through the trees

Carried high, I sail along
The wind whipped waves and salty spray
No longer stranger to the world
Where seals and dolphins play

I, I am of the earth, the sea and sky
I am spirit made of clay, I'll never die
Time is like the ocean wide, the pulse of life
Is beating with the tide

Solid perch on soaring peak
I look out on the land shaped air
Where only birds and angels dwell
And dream I'm walking there

I, I am of the earth, the sea and sky
I am spirit made of clay, I'll never die
Time, it has no walls or sides, the song of Life
Is echoing on high



To the King! To the Restoration!