From the Edge of the Canyon

[msitzi]

From the Edge of the Canyon
by Mitzi Smith
09/26/06

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I look from the edge of the canyon and see,
The hand of the Father reaching for me.
Reaching and drawing and beckoning come near,
Dispensing peace while dispelling all fear.

I look from the edge of my heartache and see,
The hand of the Father reaching for me.
Wiping away all the pain and the tears,
Restoring to me all of my lost years.

I look from the edge of the desert and see,
The hand of the Father reaching for me.
Providing refreshment for my parched soul,
Filling me deeply, and making me whole.

I look from the start of a vision and see,
The hand of My Father reaching for me.
Wanting to show me what is really real,
As the journey’s purpose is becoming so clear.

I look from the start of my dreams to see,
The hand of My Father reaching for me.
In the Land of the Living, the blessings I see,
Were always intended to satisfy me.

© 2006