The Light

Sleepless days are verging on the wake of sweetless things
Shadows leap to remind me of the breathless fears below
Forces push against me, as I crave to openly collapse
Dreams of peaceful nights, haunt my restless ones
The ache of neverending creeps at the corners of my mind
The light I hold fights the fears around me
focusing brings peace, memories bring joy
Remembering the love this is always surrounding me
Cleanses away all that threatens to bring me sorrow

Oh be careful

Oh be careful little eyes what you see
For the glorious wonder you behold
might only be the lies you yourself have told

Oh be careful little lips what you say
For the quick words your hearts wants to speak
Might be regretted words you would never repeat

Oh be careful little heart what you feel
For the little tremble, dips, and sighs and all they seam to mean
Might not be real

Lover's Beloved

Beloved

And I thought of my Lover
None is more wise, He is full of wisdom
Oh, to hear his voice,
sweeter then the morning song

The Enemy

He is not your Lover
He can never be
He is to majestic to want such wimsy love
A Lover no, only a lofty Majesty

Beloved

I am not wise, what you say must be true
Majestic He is, high in his thrown
With his mighty hand outstretched
Justice does he rule

I cower in its shadow
Low and but a servant am I
He is my MAster
I will never leave his side

Though not my lover
Worthy of all of me He is
All my life I owe

Lover

Why are you downcast? Why does your heart turn away?
What lies have you been listening?
Does it take but such a little
to forget the words I say

don't you remember when I said I loved you
Have my word so soon begun to fade?
Don't you see the banner I have put over you?

Listen what I tell you
I have created you and am your Master
which is why you serve me by your side

I have died because I loved you
So that my Bride you may be
And as a Bride serves her husband,
so you will also serve me

Beloved

Were that I could deserve your love
that I would never fail
Never will you stop holding me
Lover of my soul

**This one still needs a lot of work*****

Confusions

When my heart cannot speak
For what it does not know
My eyes try to cry
For the pain it cannot feel
My slow breath cannot sigh
For what it doesn't miss
Although I cannot tell you why
This isn't happiness

By Faith

Is this what it felt like when Abel,
after feeling the joy of pleasing God,
felt the anger from his brother?

Is this what it felt like when Noah
turned his back on his old life,
to ensure a better one for his family?

Is this what it felt like when Abraham
left his friends, his family, his home,
to go to the new land He had promised?

Is this what it felt like when Abraham
walked Isaac up the mountain
just because God had told him to?

Is this what it felt like when Moses
shouldered the responsibilities
of an entire runaway nation?

Is this what is feels like when you know it's right
but you want so much for it to be wrong?

Did they wonder what was happening?
Did they ponder over and over
The many ways God could change things
So that they would seem
a little simpler, a little easier, a little more like they had planned it?

Through it all, it was credited to them as faith
Without faith, we cannot please God

Is this what it feels like to please God?
Or is it something much deeper
Something much happier
Somethings peaceful, and satisfactory

Something that overcomes all other questions
That overcomes all other fears
and rests in the joy of knowing

You have pleased

God


This poem goes with Hebrews 11

The Future Road That lies Ahead

The road stretches before me
I try to see around the bend
Stumbling slightly as I look ahead instead of down
Even though I know where the road ends
Desire consumes me to know what happens along the way
I stop to wonder
What scenery will pass?
What mountains are there to climb?
What streams to cross?
Whose path crosses mine?
Whose will join mine?
Whose only follows alongside for a time?
The wind whispers and hear His quiet voice
Lovingly He guide my eyes to where I tripped
to where my feet are standing still
He tells me I must take my eyes from wandering ahead
I must focus on the steps before me
Lest the smallest things trip me, or I wander from the path
I must stop questioning the future
go forward, move into it and experience it
Bowing my head I focus on my small steps
Praying God will lead my way
Keep me safe, and help my eyes and heart to stop wandering

And they fashioned for themselves an Idol...And mine was called Love

You creep into my heart, I pretend not to notice
a slow obsession starts
I want to hold back, to fight and refrain
Love has no reason for obsession
My heart is already carefully held in tender hands
Held by the Beautiful one
I cannot, will not, must not, move Him or Replace Him
Always must He be first
In my heart, in my mind, in my body
The struggle continues all day, and into my dreams
I must hold you beneath Him
And idol must never grow from you, He is a jealous God
One small idol would soon grow to a consuming fire
I shall not give Him reason to be jealous
First must I seek Him, Him first must I love
I must only do and love for Him
This is where I must keep my focus
So that, whether imaginary or real,
Love does not become an idol

Memories Fire

Tonight I'll take your smile
Tomorrow the memories fire
Never near me, Always away
The fire burns, but fires die
You smile and the world shakes
You smile and the sun rises and shines
You smile and the birds sing
You smile and all is still
You smile and the sun sets on it
Today all I take is the memory
Tomorrow I'll make a new one
Never near me, Always away
Memories only, but Memories change