Originally written and posted to Facebook 2/May/2014, republished here as Facebook is about to remover the Notes feature. I guess with progress there are always casualties...
Seventy times I rise and I fall
I stand again in the face of it all
I look to the left, I find out what’s right
I stand alone in the cold winter’s night
I cry out to God for all that I am
I cry out alone and forever I stand
My heart every waiting
My mind ever searching…
My sorrows rejoice in the moment that is
My dreams all erode in the moment that was
I sink to my knees distraught and forlorn
My heart cries out, my spirit is torn
I cry out to God for all that I am
I cry out alone and forever I stand
My heart every waiting
My mind ever searching…
Until that moment that ever draws nigh
That silent midnight… the moment we die