East on Eden's Road

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Rick Hill

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“As we express our gratitude, we must never forget that the highest appreciation is not to utter words, but to live by them.”  John F. Kennedy

“He is incapable of a truly good action who finds not pleasure in contemplating the good actions of others.” –John Casper Lavater (1741-1801)

 

Appreciation is Honest, Heartfelt, and Precise.  More than simply thankfulness (though there is nothing wrong with that) appreciation is a recognition of how a person or event has helped shape our life - giving new direction or improving one's condition. 

Lyrics

East On Eden’s Road

Words and music by Richard Hill

Child was a-traveling, east on Eden’s road

Happened ‘pon an old man, walking slow but bold

Where are you goin’, old man, can I walk a while

And have you got a gift you might give an eager child?

He reached into his pocket, pulled out a watch and chain

Gave it to the child with the warning of a sage

If Time it be your enemy, then even hope is dead

But Cherish every moment and Time’ll be your friend

 

Child was a-traveling, east on Eden’s road

Happened ‘pon a young girl dancing lightly on

Where are you goin’, young girl, can I dance a while

And have you got a gift you might give a wondering child?

She reached into her bonnet, pulled out a blossom fair

Gave it to the child and whispered as a prayer

Beauty’s in a flower, beauty’s in a stone

In moments or in monuments, seek the truth alone

 

Child was a-traveling, east on Eden’s road

Happened ‘pon a beggar man bent beneath his load

Where are you goin’, beggarman, can I carry for a while

And have you got a gift you might give a hungry child?

He reached into his sack, pulled out a walnut burl

Gave it to the child with a firm but gentle word

Living is like carving, you make it what you see

As wood is shaped by steel so life is shaped by dreams. 

 

The Child now is older and further down the road

Destination closer, but still a ways to go

Sometimes the journey’s rocky, sometimes it winds and bends

Sometimes the child is lonely, sometimes enclosed with friends

Every one encountered has a gift to share

The gracious heart receives them, as a jewel rare

We may not know the pathway, what lies to right or left

But heroes gone before us encourage every step.

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