Swaying,
A montage of reds, yellows and oranges
Swirling and cascading
Gently and furiously
Descending to the ground.
Sun and moon
Viciously repeating
No foreknowledge of ending
Numb feeling,
More moon than sun.
Earth is quivering,
Ground is quaking,
Saplings barren
Unrecognizable; void.
Chapters turning,
No hope of erasing
The past will flow
Impossible to touch.
Memories,
A montage of elation and desperation
Swirling and cascading
Gently and furiously
Attacking the mind.
Happiness and regrets,
Viciously repeating,
No foreknowledge of ending
Numb feeling,
More regrets than happiness.
Strength is quivering
Courage is quaking
Hope’s barren
Unrecognizable; void.
Chapters turning,
No hope of erasing
The past will flow
Impossible to touch
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Sunday, November 1, 2009
The Altar and the Door
"Careless I am reckless
I'm a wrong way traveling
Slowly unraveling shell of a man
Burned out I'm so numb now
That the fire's just an ember
Way down in the corner
Of my cold, cold heart
Lord this time I'll make it right
Here at the altar I lay my life
Your kingdom comes
But my will was down
My heart is broken
As I cry like so many times before
But my eyes are dry before I leave the floor
Oh Lord I try
But this time Jesus
How can I be sure,
I will not lose my follow through
Between the altar and the door?
Here at the altar
See my world so black and white
How could I ever falter
From what You've shown me to be right?
Lord, this time I'll make it right
Here at the altar I'll lay my life
Your kingdom comes
But my will was done
My heart is broken
As I cry like so many times before
But my eyes are dry before I leave the floor
Oh Lord I try
But this time Jesus how can I be sure
I will not lose my follow through
Between the altar and the door?
I'm trying so hard
To stop trying so hard
Just let You be who You are
Who You are in me. "
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