CROSSROADS
Meet me at the crossroads…
of time and space.
In the instant that dusk becomes dawn
and secrets are no longer hidden,
in the abyss of darkness.
Purified as the warmth of the sun
burns off the morning mist,
allowing our hearts to blossom.
Meet me at the crossroads…
the point of no return.
When dreams are conceived from nothing
and faith is the essence of everything
Stepping forward to embrace destiny,
knowing that fear is only a prelude
…to accomplishment.
Meet me at the crossroads…
as I becomes US,
in a bond that is everlasting.
The inevitable union of mind, body and soul
that we define as love.
Share with me this journey
for as long as God allows
but first…
Meet me at the crossroads.
Poem by James A Davis, Jr.
(c) April 11, 1998
Meet me at the crossroads…
of time and space.
In the instant that dusk becomes dawn
and secrets are no longer hidden,
in the abyss of darkness.
Purified as the warmth of the sun
burns off the morning mist,
allowing our hearts to blossom.
Meet me at the crossroads…
the point of no return.
When dreams are conceived from nothing
and faith is the essence of everything
Stepping forward to embrace destiny,
knowing that fear is only a prelude
…to accomplishment.
Meet me at the crossroads…
as I becomes US,
in a bond that is everlasting.
The inevitable union of mind, body and soul
that we define as love.
Share with me this journey
for as long as God allows
but first…
Meet me at the crossroads.
Poem by James A Davis, Jr.
(c) April 11, 1998