Well, I am about to take the plunge and post POETRY. How scary is that--I am about to go emotionally skinny dipping. Ah, well... let's not get on the subject of nudity. This blog is a lady. Here we goooo...!
Psalm 63
The ache only grows
for my God Jesus
I feel it in the lament of empty arms and fingertips
I taste it on honeyed lips ready to flow to my beloved
My belly flames with longing
Miss you, Jesus. I miss you God.
Do you remember the garden I only know through thick glass?
I have seen you—I have—
and yet it is never enough.
I would shrink back, half-dead with heartache,
but for your strong hands on my shoulders holding me fast, even washing my feet
as I stagger on.
Tell me again the story of us, stars singing for joy as the world careened into motion, into love, into singing.
You fill me like a tidal wave drowns
You change me like fire ruins clay
You cripple me and break all my brokenness
Until you are my only help, you my only life.
O kind Love, kindly kill me
Until charred flesh gives way to glory.
the only Cadence
my joy is your joy
my name is your name
let all else be ravished
let love remain
(mostly july 5th ’11)
*cadence is music-speak for 'ending'.
Showing posts with label stars. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stars. Show all posts
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Monday, August 23, 2010
poked stars

if vision is the only validation then most of my life isn't real (black&gold)
Sometime when there's a full moon, or at least a very sizable sliver, you should try very hard to imagine this:
Stars are just pinpricks into REALITY-- glittering eternity. The moon is our best peek because a thumb poked through the black canvas, revealing what's really out there.
Of course, if I really believed that the stars were holes, then they couldn't sing, and I love that the stars sing (read Job. or just look at them).
But it bends my mind just enough to remember that there's such a deeper, firmer, MORE bodily reality than we can comprehend.
sing to me of the song of the stars
of your galaxies dancing and laughing and laughing again
when it feels like my dreams are so far
sing to me of the plans that you have for me over again
so i lay my head back down
and i lift my hands and pray
to be only yours,
i pray
to be only yours
i know now you're my
only
hope
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