(May 17, 07 10:30ish am [no title: Random thoughts])

...When the leaves fall
to the dust of
this barren ground,
they eventually
bring the life that you see

Oh, my children
remember this when
the seasons of life
(they) give you little sustain

...

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(May 18 8-ish pm: additions,re-wording [still no title: Beginning thoughts])

Welcome, my friends...
find a seat, we'll begin,

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8:30ish: [Revision #1]

Welcome, my friends...
gather close, gather in,
finish your sentence, your thought,
your closing remark,

Find a place by a friend
make some room on the end...
as you tell the others
I'll bide some time, until we begin...



...Now, I'll tell you a story
[once] given to me, by a Wise Old Man...
He told me of winter, and spring,
and of this world we live in.

[He said] "Oh, My child,
remember this when
the rain of life's seasons
leaves you with little sustain...

"[Every] life has it's death,
every season it's change.
Yet, in every death,
there is Life that is made...

"When the leaves fall
to the dust of the ground,
they will eventually bring
all this life... now look around you, and see."

[Addition -incomplete]
[see] [The sun and the moon]
[along with the stars up above]
[]
[no one tells them the way]


[Can even water refrain]
[]

[Every step has it's rhythm]

[Every end began somewhere]
[And each beginning will end]

[With every second that passes]
[on the face of a clock]
[a [brand] new one will greet you]
[and another/the other is lost] -[Added 9:45ish-11:20pm June 1,07]

So, my children, now I tell you
remember this when
the rain of life's seasons
leaves you with little sustain...

Every life has it's death,
every season it's change.
Yet, in every death,
there is Life that is made...

Remember the leaves that fall
to the dust of the ground,
will eventually bring
all this life you see now.

Oh, my children,
remember this when
the rain of life's seasons
leaves you with little sustain...

Every life has it's death,
every season it's change.
Yet, in every death,
there is Life that is made,
there is Life that is made,
Life that is made!


[part two]
...So, remember the leaves,
as they fall to the ground,
they eventually brought you
this life you now see.

So, remember the leaves,
as they fall to the ground,
they eventually bring you
the Life that you seek...

[And] If it's Life that you seek,
it can be plainly seen
folded neatly away in me,
and I apologize... I apologize...

If I can just let go
of some of my pride,
as it falls to the ground,
may it eventually show
the Life that you seek.

Father, help me let go
of some of my pride,
[and] as it falls to the ground
may Your Life spring forth... in me.


title:[the Anthem]

You have just partially witnessed the "The Process of a Lyric".  I don't believe have ever written anything like this.  I am now tired.  -nite.

(May 19, 4ish am)