When I was young, the smallest trick of light Could catch my eye Then life was new and every new day I thought that I could fly I believed in what I hoped for And I hoped for things unseen I had wings and dreams could soar I just don't feel like flying anymore. When the stars threw down their spears, Watered Heaven with their tears, Before words were spoken, Before eternity.
Dear Father, I need you, Your strength: my heart to mend. I want to fly higher Every new day again
When I was small, the furthest I could reach Was not so high Then I thought the world was so much smaller Feeling that I could fly. Through distant deeps and skies Behind infinity Below the face of Heaven, He stoops to create me.
Dear Father, I need you, Your strength my heart to mend. I want to fly higher, Every new day again.
Man versus himself. Man versus machine. Man versus the world. Mankind versus me. The struggles go on, The wisdom I lack, The burdens keep piling Up on my back. So hard to breathe, To take the next step. The mountain is high, I wait in the depths. Yearning for grace, And hoping for peace. Dear God... Increase. Healing hands of God have mercy on our unclean souls once again. Jesus Christ, light of the world burning bright within our hearts forever. Freedom means love without condition, without a beginning or an end. Here's my heart, let it be forever Your's, Only You can make every new day seem so new.
beautiful, out of curiosity were you using a filter or did you edit it to come out so nice?
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Ah, complexity. Thus being trapped in this parallelogram dodecahedron some kind of geometric shape involving a mess of love, lust, confusion, denial, babies, sibling-cide, noodles, and an irrational jealousy of said pasta
In this one, well it's actually really old, so hard to remember, but mostly it just looked naturally amazing, and then I upped the saturation and messed with the exposure/contrast until it looked like..this. And thanks!
It's beautiful in every way possible, not to mention I love the song!
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This fool is terribly misinformed.
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Psalm 23
I also liked the poem you have with this picture. Is it an original work?
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Ah, complexity. Thus being trapped in this parallelogram dodecahedron some kind of geometric shape involving a mess of love, lust, confusion, denial, babies, sibling-cide, noodles, and an irrational jealousy of said pasta
i love the colors of the sky <3
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Don't blink. Blink and you're dead.
Don't turn your back. Don't look away.
And don't blink. Good Luck.
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