Lord,
When my reasoning clouds the pure possibilities
Of the impossible happening,
I play "make believe".
Is that all I need
The freedom of a creative imagination
Like a child at play?
This faith comes easy - it reasons not.
It believes - it sees.
It takes hold and makes real.
You said, "The Kingdom of Heaven
Belongs to such as these" -
Little children - great faith.
When my reasoning clouds the pure possibilities
Of the impossible happening,
I play "make believe".
Is that all I need
The freedom of a creative imagination
Like a child at play?
This faith comes easy - it reasons not.
It believes - it sees.
It takes hold and makes real.
You said, "The Kingdom of Heaven
Belongs to such as these" -
Little children - great faith.