When we decide our world is safe enough

to love and laugh, a bliss, an elegance.

Our eyes believe in peace to know the rough

designs that leave our lives and dreams to chance.

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Beside a cool sweet stream we feel alive

when we decide our world is safe enough,

To sit upon a rock and hope to strive

for love of God’s belief as we are tough.

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Of joyous calling, certain seeds of stuff

Recall His beauty, Grace in thoughtful cries,

when we decide our world is safe enough.

Our dreams are made to seek the prize.

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We are in constant chore our search naïve,

clear paths we bore near Eire we seek the lough,

such wild abandon sweet to taste we leave

when we decide our world is safe enough.