O precious!  Do not allow the world
by Ross Rhodes

O precious! Do not allow the world
To close in upon you so tight
That past and future are obscured
By the dark of the present night.

I awoke to your bright morning flower --
Brush away the dew that gathers in your eyes and you shall see it as well.
I retire to the hope of your tomorrow's bloom --
Rest, so that the sun may rise; your dawn shall break upon us still.

O precious! Your day is not only your day.
It is my life.  Draw the shade and see yourself
Not only as you are but as you will become.

I have your past.  Ask, it is not gone.
I have your future.  You are not alone.

Canton, Ohio
November 2004