Saturday, November 14, 2009

Memories

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

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. "