In Search of Spiritual Identity
Michael Silverman O Come O Come Emmanuel
Lost as a sheep in a foggy meadow
I cling to earth like a waning shadow
With cuffed wings of a broken bird
Bruised and stilled with voices unheard.
I bend on my knees and looked at your gaze
Your piercing eyes, I fell all dazed
Lord ,I have not a word to say to you
But you know my heart and my soul too.
I drifted apart and I have gone
I didn't stop until I was done.
I wasn't wise and left your fold
Only to succumb to life's bitter cold.
Tempted and lured to earth's disguise
The fool I was, greeted my own demise
My peony life beaten and crushed
Nothing left and immensely trashed.
Your shrouded mystery I couldn't grasp
I, a lost soul , caged in a trap
Bewitched,bewildered with mundane treasure
Blinded with gilded satanic pleasure.
I doubted myself how far can I go
Without YOU,Lord, I honestly do not know
Without your guiding hands,I cannot tread
Farther and farther is an endless road ahead.
What have I done, I dared to ask
I know in my heart I failed the task
You looked at me with a loving trust
Humbled and sad,I return to you,at last.