Left In The Lurch

Left in the lurch - - - - - - - - - - - Everything I touch crumbles Even smile breaks her tenderness And I look for the sunshine The sun turns away his countenance And the moon pauses Yet in between she wanes To me all it seems As if the sun is faithless Fruitless blossoms are falling Leaves are dropping Pulses are stopping And I chase the wind Knowing that she can't be tamed I worry About what will happen? What will turn my life around? That I miss the sunshine That my heart is laden With fear and grief Despite I know the treasure of truth Everything that happens Happens to the Will of God Ephemeral is this world Here come men and women And depart at his Will The whole magnificent phenomenon Is the expression of his Will Our life is a field wherein If we sow the positive Seeds of the Name Divine We shall surely reap A rich harvest of happiness and bliss Still I worry Thinking miracles may happen In this pleasant garden Where I am born Spent may be the light And night may put on her crown Yet I shall live content with his Will Without fear, worry and frown