CAA: Christian Anime Alliance

What are the gifts
we posses
and the strength
with which we strive

To a goal of the
future and a hope
for what could be
and not what is

Some say a poet
others an accountant
and still others
more and more

We sing of the times
when we will walk
in the freedom of
not having to worry

And when that time comes
and we have spent all
our time running for the goal
what happens when we win

All we are left with
is what we were making
and all we were making
is what we already have

So what will we run for
sing of the things we enjoy
and the gift of today
and allow the waves to carry us

Run if we like
and flow to the sea
of the unseen tomorrow
built on the dreams of yesterday

We are the builders
and we are the ones
who make tomorrow
though we follow a Plumb

Yes,
the plumb of something
a wheel or a wall
ever coming ever pushing

And the gifts we have
must have been formed
like a vessel for some
unknown to us purpose

We dance to a song
formed by genes and time
and choice
the great gift

What a thing
when the Potter
perfect in everything
allows a possibility of failure

So paint, you painter
and add you math wizard
and run and feel the wind
behind you and in front

Let life be a breeze
gentle and cooling
and let it pass
allow it to move mountains

One grain at a time
we stroke
the nectar of life
and are made full

What of purpose
and what of plumb
what of the track
and the bonds that hold us

In time and space
and our friends and past
the music we hear
and the sights we see
Up or down
we run strait
for the goal
of our own creation

Let the goal
be to soar
and coast
and allow

These gifts we have
to use for what
and why
and even then, when

Is it now
or sum
feel it lift
and carry

Like a warming
flame in the center
of who we are
and what we will become

We sing of life
not that we form
but that the Wind brings
as the harmony takes us

We are the gifts
we give to others
and the Other
a plume of smoke

We rise
in our days
as a sweet savor
when we account

We make use
of these strings
we have
for now


And what of tomorrow
and of yesterday
and the times when
we could have

Let it lie
neither can we change
push though we may
against the wheel or wall

Time is a hunter
pursuing us
and it will catch
and what of then

We run to some other day
and forget about
the things here
and faces

Running to
and fro
seeking more
or less

The wall comes
and judgment day
comes to us all
on the day we stop

We will give the bill
and say, I could sing
but I thought
you do not like my voice

Or, come
and see what I have built
for You
and Yours

We will see the painters
and the runners
and know we
did not due it in vain

So these gifts we bring
of the things
we are made of
and the hopes we have

Let them stand
and make them tall
because the hunter
is coming forth

Embrace him when
he knocks on your door
no need to cower
or tremble

Stand tall
and paint with
all the colors
on our pallet

These are the songs we sing
and this the dance
to be what we are
and let it rise

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