Flutters

When the world loses its thorns
because you at last found the lighthouse
so igniting the eyes with spiritual sight,
how it flutters true freedom’s flight
no longer afraid to taste the wind,
no longer letting the heart feel desperate
for the Lord’s candle shines in that tower.

To stand on the rocks of life’s jetty
look out at the dream sea with joy
for now willing to swim and know
all the crest of experience
there are to know.

From vagabond of loneliness
unto the sweet redemption of a stand
where peace blows from the Lord’s breath.

It’s a moment of incredible happiness,
just one in the embrace of His guidance
utterly thrilled to be beyond that quest
that had stole serenity from the soul
since all one trusted to was one’s own path,
now it is cast aside in the Son’s light,
liberty glowing in the illumination of His love.