Writing from Walsh Mountain

I just finished writing a letter to one of my elderly friends whom I haven’t seen in years. He just lost his wife a couple of weeks ago, and I can’t help but feel sad because he must be.

I enclosed a song I wrote long ago when I was drowning in that bittersweet knowledge that one day I would see some loved ones again — but that I had possible decades to wait.

Here is that song — just in case someone needs to hear it today:

“In a Twinkling”

Yes, I became a wife

She found, then lost, the love of her life

And with so many to tend

I have yet to see my sweet friend

But I send my voice across the globe

I sing it loud; I sing it bold

I’ll see you, in a twinkling

One glorious day I’ll join you in the sky

Lessons to learn – life must go by

But I’ll see you in a twinkling

Oh yes, I’ll see you in a twinkling

I stood and cried – felt an emptiness inside

As a man of God was laid to rest

His life was sanctified;

Showed no selfishness, no pride

He walked the road that Jesus paved

The one I’d shunned (This world waylaid.)

His wise words had turned

My eyes back home

Now I send my voice up through the air

I sing with strength.  I sing with cheer.

I’ll see you in a twinkling.

One glorious day I’ll join you in the sky –

Lessons to learn – life must go by

But I will see you in a twinkling

Oh yes!  I’ll see you in a twinkling

There have been ups and downs

Complete turn-a-rounds

On this narrow road to my heavenly Home

When I’ve been afraid, when I’ve been dismayed

I’ve heard that voice

That turned my eyes toward Home

I send My voice across the sky

My Son was born — then crucified

So that you may see Me in a twinkling

You hold my Wisdom in your hands

Read it with faith and understand

That you will see Me in a twinkling

My child, you’ll see Me in a twinkling

My love, you’ll see Me

In a twinkling

-Amy Walsh-