Whispers in living color .......
"The fire of my ambition and all my rainbow dreams, are for Thee"
"The fire of ambition has been waxing strong, fed by the fuel of my rainbow-dreams.
As often as old dreams faded, fresh diehard hopes burst into new, thirsty flames,
that swallowed up many a sturdy tree of my fresh powers.
My garden was green with life. Now, gray ghosts of half-dead vitalities glide amid dark doubts,
to frighten my timid footsteps marching toward Thee.
Come Thou to my aid, Divine Friend, and usher me ever forward with Thee. "
What is your take on what he is saying here?
Steve
