For many in this world,
Peace on earth is an elusive concept;
A distant, unreachable goal.
Our big, blue marble turns,
So we chase the wind and try to grasp it,
As if the wind could make us whole.
And the hearts of men are failing,
While the restless wind is wailing.
Someday soon heaven will descend;
Oh, someday our wounded hearts will mend.
Dark doubts and fears we will transcend;
Yeah, someday, when earth and heaven blend.
The day will surely come;
It will stretch out every temp'ral border.
Can you envision it somehow?
True love will overcome--
Transformation of the highest order;
All creation groans for it now.
Still, the hearts of men are failing,
While the restless wind is wailing.
Someday soon heaven will descend;
Oh, someday our wounded hearts will mend.
Dark doubts and fears we will transcend;
Yeah, someday, when earth and heaven blend.
Every mountain, valley and river
Will rejoice when death is overthrown.
Love will come to us and deliver
Creation from the bondage it has known.
Someday soon heaven will descend;
Oh, someday our wounded hearts will mend.
Dark doubts and fears we will transcend;
Yeah, someday, when earth and heaven blend.
All our sorrows will come to an end;
The hand of mercy he shall extend;
Can you sense it? Let your mind ascend.
Love will reign; earth and heaven will blend.
© 2019 David Acosta Perez
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