There came a day that none foresaw,
when nothing would as was before.
When all we knew just fell away.
We all knew where we were that day.
All we held to, everything dear
seemed to evaporate in fear
our worlds then shrunk to home alone
was this an end or just begun?
And when the trappings fall away
when all we’ve leaned on day to day
becomes as dross and fades to grey
what then?
Raise your eyes! Look up high!
He that never changes is nearby
to take your hand and, by and by,
to soothe, to save.
Paul Russell: Musings 