It will be
like a coming home
All things will be coming home
Everyone we've had to let go
To a place unknown
When we're fully grown
To a place we've never been
Still, it will feel like we're coming home
of an old ferris wheel
slowly turning a full circle
'Til we step off this ride
And find its all been made new again
As it was in the beginningSo it will be in the end
Our long walk, back to the garden
Eastern Gate swings wide
We'll be ushered inside
Our hurts fade to wholeness
Grief healed by joy
Tears are captured; gently, laid aside
While light floats softly
Into our darkened corners
Riding on a weightless wonder
The voice our heart knows
Though its never been heard
Speaks our name out loud
Amid the growing crowd
And faces aglow
Because now we know
What once was veiled
Has become our home
We found our way home
And can it be?
WE FOUND OUR WAY HOME!
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