THE BLACK HOLE
Into
The Hands of God
Out of The Darkness
Into The Light
Into
Life From Death We are Born
Out of The Perils
From Whence We Came
Into
The Knowledge
That He Will Be There
Out of Faith
We Find Our Self Here
Into
Our Travels
We Search High and Wide
Out of The Heavens
We'll Find Where We are
Into
Our Search
We'll Search with a Prayer
Out of Wisdom
We'll See Our Way Clear...
A THOUGHT!
It is only The Light I Cast Aside
That Blinds Me To What is Right
Dedicated to NASA and The Astronauts, &
THE FINAL CREW
IN MEMORY OF ALAN SHEPARD JR.
LET THIS BE OUR CHANCE
TO BRING GOD BACK HOME
A Poeatreeman
Whatever Space Travels
You Take in Life
Make Sure God
is Along For The Ride
For it Will Be His Wings
That Will Hold You Up
When You Can't Fly
Edgar Allan Prieto
10/6/91
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto
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