The girl sits
Alone
In the brightly
lit room
Her knees pulled
up
to her chest
The lights
begin
to dim
Please God, not
again
Then
Darkness swallows
The corner of the
room
No NO!
God, You
Promised!
The dark
sneaks in
up to her toes
Please, no.
Hold me together.
It slowly
creeps
up her feet
to her ankles
Then her
ankles
to her
knees
Lapping
her
up
in unstoppable
waves of
black
I thought I
was stronger
than this
Steadily, silently
the light slips out
of her room
Leaving her
with her
worst fear
The Black
Alone
With me
Why does no
one stand beside
me?
With a lock
tight on the
door
Locked from the
inside
Then
Suddenly
A shaft of light
Not piercing
But merely glowing
lighting
just enough
to raise her eyes
She moves to the window
and sees the Moon
Softly shimmering down
In that glimpse of Hope...
She
Opens
The
Door
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Passage
I cling to memories-
little scraps
of shredded paper
Reminding me
of what was
I fear losing them
almost
as much
as I fear
the Future
For doesn't the Future
want to snatch
my memories
from me
and replace them
with new ones?
I like these
here
well enough
Thank you very
much
But the Future will
come
incessantly pressing itself
Time is no gentleman
He is forever marching on
at a tremendously
fast pace
And I must just continue with
it
or Perish
and be forever lost
God,
grant me a memory
to hold
the pictures YOU want me
to hold
Help me to be ready
for whatever the
Future holds
And to trust You and not
be scared
To Change.
little scraps
of shredded paper
Reminding me
of what was
I fear losing them
almost
as much
as I fear
the Future
For doesn't the Future
want to snatch
my memories
from me
and replace them
with new ones?
I like these
here
well enough
Thank you very
much
But the Future will
come
incessantly pressing itself
Time is no gentleman
He is forever marching on
at a tremendously
fast pace
And I must just continue with
it
or Perish
and be forever lost
God,
grant me a memory
to hold
the pictures YOU want me
to hold
Help me to be ready
for whatever the
Future holds
And to trust You and not
be scared
To Change.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Time
A flower
who gains its petals early
May not have them
when it's late
Sometimes the earliest
to lift their heads
undergo the hardest trials
Just because
we see the bloom
Does not mean
It will not see
hard weather
The goal is
The prayer
That no matter what
is seen
Rain, hail, clouds, or sunshine
We cling to the beauty
That is gently placed on us
By the Grace of God
who gains its petals early
May not have them
when it's late
Sometimes the earliest
to lift their heads
undergo the hardest trials
Just because
we see the bloom
Does not mean
It will not see
hard weather
The goal is
The prayer
That no matter what
is seen
Rain, hail, clouds, or sunshine
We cling to the beauty
That is gently placed on us
By the Grace of God
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Searching...
The waves lap the shore
looking, constantly looking
for something
undefinable
unknown
But they never give up
their search
Unfatigable
Sometimes pulling
in closer
Just in case it wasn't
where they thought it was
perhaps higher
Only to pull back
to look in the first place
It was here the last time I looked
Sometimes they pause
Thinking they spot it in
the sand
Only to move on
Surely it was here
Every sea searches
at least two shores
What is it they look
for?
Can I help them at
all?
looking, constantly looking
for something
undefinable
unknown
But they never give up
their search
Unfatigable
Sometimes pulling
in closer
Just in case it wasn't
where they thought it was
perhaps higher
Only to pull back
to look in the first place
It was here the last time I looked
Sometimes they pause
Thinking they spot it in
the sand
Only to move on
Surely it was here
Every sea searches
at least two shores
What is it they look
for?
Can I help them at
all?
Behind the times...
I haven't been on forever and i know i need to be more regular. I had even forgotten my own password!
Today's thoughts aren't really orderly... they just kind of come and go like waves on the shore. So I'm going to write like that for a minute... then I'll put up some poetry. =)
What exactly is love? I thought I knew. I had this textbook picture in my mind of what love was. But when it comes right down to it... love wasn't like that at all! I'm struggling on what love actually is. How do you show it? What does it look like when someone loves you back?
I'm thinking about summer camp too... I'm wondering if I should go. I want to but is it right?
I feel like I have no direction in my life. How do you even find direction? When you're going in a direction, how do you know if it's the right direction?
So many questions... some day I'll have to post if I find the answers...
Thank you God for today. Thank you for the opportunity to think... to look for You in every thing. I love You God, even if I don't feel like I know what Love is. I want to give You my all. Help me know the direction to go. Help me bless others even in my searchings...
Today's thoughts aren't really orderly... they just kind of come and go like waves on the shore. So I'm going to write like that for a minute... then I'll put up some poetry. =)
What exactly is love? I thought I knew. I had this textbook picture in my mind of what love was. But when it comes right down to it... love wasn't like that at all! I'm struggling on what love actually is. How do you show it? What does it look like when someone loves you back?
I'm thinking about summer camp too... I'm wondering if I should go. I want to but is it right?
I feel like I have no direction in my life. How do you even find direction? When you're going in a direction, how do you know if it's the right direction?
So many questions... some day I'll have to post if I find the answers...
Thank you God for today. Thank you for the opportunity to think... to look for You in every thing. I love You God, even if I don't feel like I know what Love is. I want to give You my all. Help me know the direction to go. Help me bless others even in my searchings...
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