The Journey of Hope
Beyond The Grave
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David Fitzgerald Walker, Jr.
February 10, 1992 to September 7, 2017
The original poem
Can I tell my story? Now that I have your attention, This phase of my life isn't the end, it is just a suspension.
See, I was running hard and I was breaking fast, I was caught in a race that just wasn't meant to last.
This journey is real and I mean you no harm, But sometimes life is just a series of storms.
The constant pounding can make a solid mind weak, In the deepest of valleys and on the highest of peaks.
There are many battles along the path of pain and loss, But every victory is won at the foot of the cross.
Life is just a mist that adds sight to air, One moment it's gone, but at one moment it was there.
See, transitioning is painful, but the air moves on, To many hollow places just beyond the stone.
But out over the ridge and just under the sun, Oh I see His brilliance at the break of dawn.
I cry each time when I witness this sight, My breath is labored and my fists are tight.
He's such a wonder that I see, I'm so amazed HE'S looking back at me.
The message HE whispers so softly in my ear, It came with light, it came with fire, and it came with a tear.
Welcome home son, the race is won, You see everything you did? It had to be done.
HE knew my journey even before I could speak, HE leaned in close and GOD kissed my cheek.
Prisoner of Hope
The lyrics
Spoken Word deep, slow, intimate, slight reverb
Can I tell my story? Now that I have your attention,
This phase of my life isn't the end, it is just a suspension.
Verse 1 soft piano, gentle
See, I was running hard and I was breaking fast,
I was caught in a race that just wasn't meant to last.
This journey is real and I mean you no harm,
But sometimes life is just a series of storms.
Pre-Chorus strings enter
The constant pounding can make a solid mind weak,
In the deepest of valleys and on the highest of peaks.
Chorus full band, soulful, choir hums behind
There are many battles along the path of pain and loss,
But every victory is won at the foot of the cross.
Life is just a mist that adds sight to air,
One moment it's gone, but at one moment it was there.
Verse 2 building slightly
See, transitioning is painful and the air moves on,
To many hollow places just beyond the stone.
But out over the ridge and just under the sun,
Oh I see His brilliance at the break of dawn.
Chorus bigger, drums enter
I cry each time when I witness this sight,
My breath is labored and my fists are tight.
He's such a wonder that I see,
I'm so amazed HE'S looking back at me.
Bridge stripped back to piano, whisper to powerful
The message HE whispers so softly in my ear,
It came with light, it came with fire, and it came with a tear.
Welcome home son, the race is won,
You see everything you did? It had to be done.
Verse 3 softest, most intimate
HE knew my journey even before I could speak,
HE leaned in close and GOD kissed my cheek.
Final Chorus full choir, triumphant and peaceful
There are many battles along the path of pain and loss,
But every victory is won at the foot of the cross.
See, I was running hard, but now I rest in the Son,
Out over the ridge, just beyond the grave, I’m finally home.
Outro Spoken Word, fading piano
Prisoner of Hope... I'm home.