Tuesday, November 23, 2004

Some works in progress...

Not quite sure this is finished. Mayhaps it needs polishing?

Heaven Fell Silent

Heaven was silent,
my soul in anguish
tears fall from my eyes
the world is deaf, dumb, and blind,
to the hands of creation's author

God himself is silent
relationship is broken,
My mind falls back to the rainbow,
the flood replaced by a dam

Faithfulness? One like us
our Father, creator,
creation is silent
empty in isolation

Desertion, God knows well
upon a hill, the righteous one
held to wood, by nails of love

held, weak, deserted,
our nails, His scars,
amazing mercy, rich, not free,
The silence of God breaks
through a cry,
it is finished...

[untitled]

It was the death of me
The heart you taught to write
Beat out of time; beats out of tune

It’s hard to yield; harder still to fight
The storms that beat, will pass
Though at feels like I’m at the heart


More tempting to stray
to life that has no prize
And costs your very soul

It’s hard to yield; harder still to fight
The storms that beat, will pass
Though at feels like I’m at the heart


My heart faced these trails before
My heart knows its foe
Yet this time the storm has too much

It’s hard to yield; harder still to fight
The storms that beat, will pass
Though at feels like I’m at the heart


The death of me,
My soul overcome, yet knows no other way
You called to me, My heart looks and reaches …

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