Your heart Is an Open Field -------------------------------
Your heart is an open field taking me in like you have always embraced the migrating geese and harbored all the small & fragile creatures in the tall green grass in your heartland . . .
Your heart is an open field changing its colors as the sky changes its mood, but the warmth of your blood keeps the water flow each night even when the grass is covered with snow . . .
Your heart is open to all seasons spring, summer, autumn and whisper lovers of nature come & go for different reasons they take whatever they need they kiss they dance they sleep in peace . . .
Your heart is an open field giving birth to true art but it can also bury God I see no walls, fences or fears for your love is unguarded and needs no landmark to show you have lived
a ray of hope flickers in the sky,
a tiny star lights up way up high,
all across the land, dawns a brand-new morn,
this comes to pass, when a child is born.
a silent wish sails the seven seas,
the winds of change, whisper in the trees,
and the walls of doubt crumble tost and torn,
this comes to pass when a child is born.
a rosy hue settles all around,
you got the feel, you’re on solid ground,
for a spell of two no one seems forlorn,
this comes to pass, when a child is born,
(and all of this happens, because the world is waiting, waiting for one child, black, white, yellow, no one knows, but a child that'll grow up, and turn tears to laughter, hate to love, war to peace, and everyone, to everyone's neighbor, and misery and suffering will be words to be forgotten forever)
it’s all a dream, an illusion now,
it must come true sometime soon somehow.
all across the land dawns a brand-new morn,
this comes to pass when a child is born
all across the land dawns a brand-new morn,
this comes to pass when a child is born