Can you let me give the things I have to give
And press onward toward a beckoning appeal?
Can you let me walk without a pull at side
And set before you marvels to unreel?
I have walked in splendor through the light of the sun
And have journeyed countless paths in truth begun.
Is it for us to find the quickened path?
Or, shall we search in depth to find the treasures this life has?
I am here to measure in words the challenge of each day,
And offer it to you as you pass me in your special way.
Listen, as I give to you the things I have to give
And believe in me as these things you can receive.
For as the moment moves ahead and we are found in thought,
I know that all the blessings I receive are heaven wrought!
