Before You're Dead
© September 29, 2007, Roy Stucky
This will last.
Is moving fast.
Comes too soon.
Me one more room.
'Til I can open that door with a smile
Let me take it all in for a while.
I will touch every face that has cared,
Embolden the few who have dared
To touch the sky.
In the hearts God's entrusted to me
As captives I work to set free.
The days I surrendered returned
In wisdom I'd otherwise never have learned.
Please join the One.
Of every sun.
What lies ahead.
Before you're dead.