While the Sand
was Still Wet
There was once a
dream held by a King
He dreamed it
while walking along the sea
A dream that
children would be dancing in the waves
Oh the songs that
they would sing
Freed for his
glory so that all the cosmos might see
Children so many
like the sand brought up by the waves
There was once a dream
held by a king
He dreamt it
while kneeling in the sand
Forming his image
while the sand was still wet
By his breath he
brought it into being
The first man
brought up in the sand
The two would
first walk while the Sand was still wet
There was once a
dream held by King
That many children will join his begotten
Son
All begotten from
this man formed in the Sand
There was once a
dream held by a Serpent
To usurp the King
and steal his children
To steal his
kingdom and turn all that was good into sand
There was once a
serpent who started his dream
With a fruit he
tempted the man and the flesh of his flesh
To turn from the
King while the sand was just dry
As the king
walked along the sea
In his heart he
knew of the plan to thwart his own dream
Seeing the shame
of the man and his betrothed
The king loved
them and kept on dreaming
Knowing that now
they belonged to Serpent
He had to send
them away
Yet he would look
after them and keep on dreaming
There was once a
dream held by a King
He dreamed it
while walking along the sea
A dream that
children would be dancing in the waves
Oh the songs that
they would sing
Freed for his
glory so that all the cosmos might see
Children so many
like the sand brought up by the waves
There was once a
dream placed in the heart of a man
A longing that he
would be with the king once again
Oh the pain that
his offspring and he would endure
While away from
the King
There was once a
dream Held by a king
To take back the
children of his image
To steal the keys
of death from the serpent so despised
There was once a
dream held by a King
One that needed
courage to enact
One that required
a sacrifice
There was once a
love held by a king
A love that
compel him to give up that which he love the most
All to fulfill
his dream
A love that heard
the cries of the captives
A love so
powerful it could breath life into man
A love vast as
the sea that washed up on just wet sand
There was once a
Son held by a King
So precious to
him
Who will help him
form a kingdom vast and great
There was once a
Son sent by a king
To fight for a
dream held by a king
So that all might
know true love by his example
Up on a tree,
hung by his arms
Blood that flowed
on chains like acid
Shaking the land
with his death
There was once a
Son who died for a kingdom
Kingdom that
would be made from freed slaves
After battle on
the third day he would rise from the darkness
In brilliant
light like sun at dawn
Risen from the
Darkness
The spell of
death broken
Life &
freedom for children of the image
There was once a
Dream fulfilled by a King
Passed on to you
and me
As he carried his
children, leaving footprints in the sand
While the sand
was still wet…
