Dreams radiant with colors
Hope dressed in seasonal desire
Each passing day, flush with fruition
And every plan carefully laid
The myriads of all the precious things
That push the real gifts far away
Yet somewhere there is a deep longing
An inescapable ache
Like looking at beautiful reflections
On the surface of a lake
All the while knowing it’s so shallow
That there’s nothing underneath
And so the glimmer of all we make
And all that we must have
Will never fill the void
Or bring the peace we crave
Seeking salvation for the season
And for the coming year
Lies in an acquaintance with deeper waters
And a life designed by giving
For more than just a day


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