Truth

Truth, a constant
We cannot see, create
Or even start to plan.

It is a reason,
Not determined by
The philosophy of man.

Not fluid or a
Thing to speculate.
It is unchanged,
Not weathered,
Not debased.

Not to be molded,
Not to be made,
Solid it stands,
Unafraid.

Tremble before it
Stand amazed.
It is truth and
Cannot be unmade.

Knee-Deep

Down on the shore
where the waves swing
Wild and free,
Where the wet soft sand
Sinks soft beneath my feet.

You hold your arm to me
And I concur
and walk with you
Where wind and waves
confer upon the sand.

Instead of waves we're
Wading in the night.
Not long before the
Day breaks with the light.
And there we walk and,
Deep in thought, we talk.
Wonder at each other and
The Lord and all he is.

Now look at me
And ponder I am she,
Who longs to follow
Through the night with thee.

And look for hope,
Within my eyes is trust,
And I find light, within
Your eyes is truth and
Truth from He who loves
Both you and me and will,
In life, delight
to see us go.

So down along
Where wave and water
Meet, where all the
Talks and tales and tours
We've had will
Follow in our past...
Knee-deep, we
Wander towards
Reality.