By Skye Shae Bonati March 10, 2009 The road ahead brings solitude away from wayside paths, As now my horse and load are turning round to stroll the grass. It calls me where there are no bounds, where I am free to roam, But something calls me stronger; it's the calling of my home. The fast-approaching dawn is calling down into my heart, The coolness on the air is painting fathoms with an art. The softness of the morning mist is thrilling to the bone, But nothing calls me stron

By Skye Shae Bonati April 12, 2013 Humility, that wide-eyed child once stood next to the fountain on Cantos Plaza A yellow tipped man hung his bow there -- drew it across the symphony he played in his heart -- if only he’d known All around him sun’s rays shone through dusty streets, finding every shadow and giving chase The plaza dripped with honey and bread fell from the sky, but the bow drew back and forth. The conductor tapped his s

By Skye Shae Bonati January 6, 2017 This song appears on the 2020 record, I Want To Bring You Glory by Skye Shae Bonati, produced by Noah Wolf. Verse 1 Jesus, Jesus, your name is like a fire Jesus, Jesus, your name is like a fire Come and burn away the dross, Burn away the dross, O Lord Come and burn away the dross Burn away the dross, O Lord Verse 2 Jesus, Jesus, your name is like the wind Jesus, Jesus, your name is like the wind Come and blow away the chaff Blow away the