One Winter's Day
A child was born one winter's day
A child of hope and joy
A trick, a game, this can not be
Please God, please make this right
But reality yields not to cries
And darkness follows close
Then death, yet life, a paradox
A path reveals itself
A child was grown one winter's day
A child of doubt and fear
Is this the soul I am to be?
Please God, please make this right
But reality yields not to lies
And darkness follows close
Then death, yet life, a paradox
The path conceals itself
A child was born this winter's day
A child of hope and joy
This is the soul I am to be
Thank God, I feel so right
So reality must yield to truth
And darkness fades away
Then life, not death, salvation
The path reveals itself
KM - July, 1998
