You are the light, I am the glow
Familiar path, familiar trail
Familiar train upon the rail
Familiar winds to guide the sail
Familiar stars, distant and pale.
Moonlight comes and moonlight goes
It casts a shadow on the rose
It leads me to the path I know
It dances with the leaves that blow
A Shadow passes over me
Without, I pause. Within, I weep.
As moonlight glows upon my cheek
I wipe my tears before I speak.
The spring rain comes and then it goes
Giving life to April’s rose.
The river takes the course it knows
To guide the rain for which it flows.
I watch the wind upon the trees
I watch the moonlight as it flees
I feel the air by which I breathe
I feel the breeze upon my cheek
Morning comes and morning goes
Leaving dewdrops on the rose
The sun will take the course it knows
The leaves they rush to where wind blows.
Quiet comes, and quiet goes
My words within my heart arose
To greet the river as it flows
To capture raindrops from the rose
Familiar voice, familiar hands
Familiar changes to my plans
Familiar waves upon the sands
Familiar paths through foreign lands
Summer comes and summer goes
The river freezes, yet it flows
Beneath the ice, the wind and snow
Beneath the chill that took the rose.
I’ve walked this path, before I think
Perhaps in summer, maybe spring
I came here once to with songs to sing
To live, to love, to seek a dream.
It seems I’ve walked this road before
It seems I’ve walked along this shore
I wonder what I came here for
I’ve been here once, or twice of more.
Familiar voice, familiar hands
Familiar changes to my plans
Familiar waves upon the sands
Familiar paths through foreign lands
I’ll find my path, I’ll find my trail
I’ll capture wind to guide my sail
I’ll watch the stars, distant and pale
I’ll write a book to tell the tale.
You are the light, I am the glow
You are the clouds, I am the snow
You are the river’s faithful flow
I am the raindrop on the rose.
Fall sweet rain upon the rose
Come now light and softly glow
Come now wind and gently blow
Flow my river, rise and flow
~Sarah Janisse Brown
Familiar path, familiar trail
Familiar train upon the rail
Familiar winds to guide the sail
Familiar stars, distant and pale.
Moonlight comes and moonlight goes
It casts a shadow on the rose
It leads me to the path I know
It dances with the leaves that blow
A Shadow passes over me
Without, I pause. Within, I weep.
As moonlight glows upon my cheek
I wipe my tears before I speak.
The spring rain comes and then it goes
Giving life to April’s rose.
The river takes the course it knows
To guide the rain for which it flows.
I watch the wind upon the trees
I watch the moonlight as it flees
I feel the air by which I breathe
I feel the breeze upon my cheek
Morning comes and morning goes
Leaving dewdrops on the rose
The sun will take the course it knows
The leaves they rush to where wind blows.
Quiet comes, and quiet goes
My words within my heart arose
To greet the river as it flows
To capture raindrops from the rose
Familiar voice, familiar hands
Familiar changes to my plans
Familiar waves upon the sands
Familiar paths through foreign lands
Summer comes and summer goes
The river freezes, yet it flows
Beneath the ice, the wind and snow
Beneath the chill that took the rose.
I’ve walked this path, before I think
Perhaps in summer, maybe spring
I came here once to with songs to sing
To live, to love, to seek a dream.
It seems I’ve walked this road before
It seems I’ve walked along this shore
I wonder what I came here for
I’ve been here once, or twice of more.
Familiar voice, familiar hands
Familiar changes to my plans
Familiar waves upon the sands
Familiar paths through foreign lands
I’ll find my path, I’ll find my trail
I’ll capture wind to guide my sail
I’ll watch the stars, distant and pale
I’ll write a book to tell the tale.
You are the light, I am the glow
You are the clouds, I am the snow
You are the river’s faithful flow
I am the raindrop on the rose.
Fall sweet rain upon the rose
Come now light and softly glow
Come now wind and gently blow
Flow my river, rise and flow
~Sarah Janisse Brown
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