A GIFT OF A THISTLE
"All my life I have tried to pluck a thistle and plant a flower wherever the flower would grow in thought and mind.”
- Abraham Lincoln
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=LL--prfnuJ8
A GIFT OF A THISTLE – JAMES HORNER
I've weathered every storm
that has been sent my way
I've tethered every ounce of being
to keep the wolves at bay
they want my blood
I smell their fear
they snarl and nash
teeth ear to ear
but I stand tall amid it all
they cannot make me fall
It's strange the things that happen to me
It makes no sense at all
but in the world of hungry wolves
they help me grow; not make me small
the yellow hearts of narcissi
glow green somehow with envy
staring at the water's edge
they shiver; shake and tremble
but I am calm; at peace; in prayer
seek from within and not without
those innocent of any sins
are quiet and have no need to shout
it's in the stillness we can hear
that still small voice of calm
and those who cry and pity themselves
only do themselves more harm
forgiveness in the eyes of God
encompasses all his flock
even the darkest sheep of all
and those who follow and those who mock
a heart that's full of love and kindness
does not seek to hurt another
practice with each breath you take
the simple act of mindfulness.
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A GIFT OF A THISTLE
"All my life I have tried to pluck a thistle and plant a flower wherever the flower would grow in thought and mind.”
- Abraham Lincoln
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=LL--prfnuJ8
A GIFT OF A THISTLE – JAMES HORNER
I've weathered every storm
that has been sent my way
I've tethered every ounce of being
to keep the wolves at bay
they want my blood
I smell their fear
they snarl and nash
teeth ear to ear
but I stand tall amid it all
they cannot make me fall
It's strange the things that happen to me
It makes no sense at all
but in the world of hungry wolves
they help me grow; not make me small
the yellow hearts of narcissi
glow green somehow with envy
staring at the water's edge
they shiver; shake and tremble
but I am calm; at peace; in prayer
seek from within and not without
those innocent of any sins
are quiet and have no need to shout
it's in the stillness we can hear
that still small voice of calm
and those who cry and pity themselves
only do themselves more harm
forgiveness in the eyes of God
encompasses all his flock
even the darkest sheep of all
and those who follow and those who mock
a heart that's full of love and kindness
does not seek to hurt another
practice with each breath you take
the simple act of mindfulness.
- AP - Copyright © remains with and is the intellectual property of the author
Copyright © protected image please do not reproduce without permission