there must be a reason for the rain
a purpose for this pain
some great eternal gain
my eyes are blind to see
his eternal plan for me
yet planted, I will be
I will trust you Lord
my heart, toward
this, my song & chord.
inherent optimism
prospect of new beginnings
lets hold on this time
happy new day, year
hanging on the sidelines
peering for a peek
into your inner most
but the soul curtains
are shut tight
you’ve hung a black
sort of material
with zero transparency
but lucky for me
i’m camped outside
one day you’ll see
& hearts shall collide.
Dear one,
I have never known you
Yet always knew you.
A cord stronger than blood
Binds us together.
Dear love,
My heart has wept
Whilst waiting.
I asked after you,
Soul burdened.
Dear miraculous,
Now here you are
Closing the distance
Here’s to you
And the ahead journey.
My dear.
in the midst
the hurricane sways you
in the midst
the soul feels faint
in the midst
the chaos threatens
in the midst
there is pain
and sorrow.
confusion
and intensity.
but ALSO
in the midst
there is an eye of peace
in the midst
there is but One.
in the midst
He whispers
I love you
& cherish you
& make beautiful things
out of you – dust.
you are dear
and important
& your burdens
are my own.
day and night
the storm rages
the rain saturates
every part of me
the hope of clear skies
is a distant truth
Alas
I pause
And glance out the window
I catch a glimpse
Of sunlight
Shyly shimmering
Through the glistening drops
I find myself
In this moment
Of special beauty
Knowing the storm
Will pass
Yet drenched
In that which is not
Yet lifted
I am in this place
Of special hope,
Special joy,
Special peace,
Whilst sitting
Still soaked,
Yet able
To see the light.
My heart is being squeezed tight
with a belt of professionalism,
respect
and shock.
Just as well,
Without such a belt,
the pants of composure
would surely slip
and leave me naked.
Reminiscent moment.
Listening to the highs and lows
of vocal tones
encompassing certain emotion
caused by moments passed
that are generally buried
deep beneath
rhythms of explanation
good intention
hard roads
the struggle,
which brings them
to this point
the listener sits un-stirred
hoping to be moved
with an uprising surge
that will free the beast
of complacency
nothingness
numbness
only to listen on
with a slight nod
here and there
as required.
shadow: a reflected image, a mirrored image, a faithful representation of an image
the heart shadower.
one that sees the state
and doesn’t turn away
with words that say
they cannot fathom
understand,
thus to help
has not been placed
in their hand.
the heart shadower.
one that sees the state
and holds the gaze
with words that say
they cannot fathom
understand,
but even so
extends their hand,
they slow their pace
shadow your race
the heart shadower.
they understand
that wisdom
comes with understanding
and that understanding
comes with bearing
the burdens of others
intimately,
personally,
inconveniently.
what place can I go that he will not find me?
if i wander the street of pitch black
in the town of empty souls
surely there, he will not track
i trudge the green maze of mind
trapped, lost – time after time
surely there, him i shan’t find
i will journey to the east,
and then to the west
surely now, his search shall cease
there is a shadow that never will leave
this truth or fallacy, i have been told
one day, again, to surely believe
