I don’t know what to do
except sobbing with you.
I would love to give you the world
God has intended for you.
But I have found myself
standing in a place
living the wrong life
or
I am taking up a heart’s space
by being in the wrong time.
At times,
our world seems so dim
and no light can penetrate.
Our heart bleeds out.
It feels dawn will never come again
and we will never regain strength.
When I read,
“The sun will be turned into darkness
and the moon into blood.”
I know the peace and hope are coming
when the lion lies down with the lamb.
Today I see the vibrant sky through a slate filter
The heaviness of it descends to cause me pain
I curl up in bed in fear and despondency
bearing a fraction of what my brothers are enduring
My brother with a weak heart
My brother with a diseased bowl
My brother with constant pain
My brother with a hurting heart
All you endure collide in me
I collapse in despair
I lift up each of you and place you into God’s palm
And I go free
Photo by Cassa Bassa at Hunter Valley, NSW, Australia
I love your man as my own brother
You have a chance to be my dear sister
All my deeds are in the light without shadows
My only scheme is to love you both as one
I am sad
But I am happy to disappear
It pains me to watch little trust you two share
I am standing on the hilltop
watching you slowly burn in jealousy
Life is fragile when we think it will go on.
Do things you always want to do and you don’t need to be ready.
Go places you always want to be without planning.
See people you want to see just because.
Say I love you to someone special and not worry if you hear it back.
Life is fragile and you live it as intended.
The Living Poetry prompt – bench, rain
Continents apart day after day, “When you come back, I’ll be here.” I remember you said.
I am standing here foolishly holding onto a distant promise soaked in the winter rain.
The bench is painted red.
Is it a sign for good luck or just man made passion to hide the worn-out memory?
We need to be sure there is nothing left to say, to explain, to retain.
Pain, I finally ready to let go.
It shivers out of my heart into the cold.
My heart is heavy
in mourning
suffocating
begging for air
He let satan deceive him
played God to murder
with his bare hands
His own will
took an innocent man’s life
in the name of justice
My soul is saturated
with despair
Father!
Have mercy on us!
Forgive us
as we sinned against
You!
Flicker of Thoughts 