Thursday, June 23, 2016

You Are My Music

Music
finds me 
and 
encourages me
in dark places
lifts me 
up
comforts
mourns
or exhilarates 
with me
in high places
in low

but
without You
music 
is empty


With You
flowing through
filling
lifting
breathing
sighing
Music..

You
are my music
You
are the song I sing
when I sing
of 
the color of the sky
or
flowers

strong
fragile
temptations
triumphs
death
and life

It's always
You

the heartbeat
the rhythm
inspiring 
driving
breathing life
and dying

It is You
in the music
that brings joy to my heart
makes
the pain of the song
bearable
beautiful
You
redeem
every note
every pulse
every sudden expectant silence

rising and falling
steady and constant
crescendo 
and fading

surrounding 
filling
all I do
(my background music is You)

filling me
making my life
all life
music

You.  
 


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Sunday, June 19, 2016

Wait

Wait (poem) brokenbreadandsmallfish.com
I know
I wait
for something
but
I can't remember
what

and expectation
and hope
it seems
have died within me

because how do I hope
and how do I expect
when I have forgotten
what I'm waiting for...?

for tomorrow...?
or
am I waiting 
for too many things?
and my pieces of hope
and expectation
are too divided
to mean anything.... 

splintered desires
are small and wan
and lukewarm
their fires
flicker
and blink out

and my soul softly mourns

because 
IT 
hasn't forgotten
while I was busy spreading my hopes
around
IT
steadily remembers
where my hope is found
reminds me now
that I wait
for One Thing Only 

Bring those
scattered sticks and torches
those embers
about to go out
pile them together
into one great heap
One fire
One flame
leaping up anew
blazing higher
reaching
believing
expecting
I have energy and resources
Only for this
but in this
each piece is lit
I wait
All of me
Only
for You.


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