Why do you cry?
What are these tears
I've wiped them away
long ago
your heart is heavy
when it should be light
I shoulder the burden
I hold you at night
feel the warmth of my love
surrounding you
in the darkest hour
I am with you
feel not forsaken
you are loved
completely
body
heart
mind
spirit
come to me then
rest your wounded soul
I will make you whole
rest in my tenderness
shoulder my love
allow your heart to speak
when the words are caught in your throat
hear my voice whisper in the breeze
gently
I reach
holding you close
My merciful love
cascades
surrounds
envolopes
you
rest
your heart
in mine
be not troubled
all is well
I see
more deeply
than you can possibly know
trust in me
my love for you runs deep
deeper than the sea
higher than the mountain
further than the stars
have joy
in peace
shall you go
spread my love
be love
you are
loved
What are these tears
I've wiped them away
long ago
your heart is heavy
when it should be light
I shoulder the burden
I hold you at night
feel the warmth of my love
surrounding you
in the darkest hour
I am with you
feel not forsaken
you are loved
completely
body
heart
mind
spirit
come to me then
rest your wounded soul
I will make you whole
rest in my tenderness
shoulder my love
allow your heart to speak
when the words are caught in your throat
hear my voice whisper in the breeze
gently
I reach
holding you close
My merciful love
cascades
surrounds
envolopes
you
rest
your heart
in mine
be not troubled
all is well
I see
more deeply
than you can possibly know
trust in me
my love for you runs deep
deeper than the sea
higher than the mountain
further than the stars
have joy
in peace
shall you go
spread my love
be love
you are
loved
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30 pieces of silver
Sun, April 4, 2004 - 5:40 PM30 pieces of silver
the price of a dead slave
bought for a price
you shed your blood
in place of mine
30 pieces of silver
you gave your life
the ultimate sacrifice
my blood not enough for paradise
30 pieces of silver
not not enough
the priceless gift of life eternal
not worthy of your love
not worthy of your love
wash my feet never
lowest work of slaves
make me worthy
the stripes that heal
make me whole
set me free
30 pieces of silver
ill begotten
bought a field of blood
30 pieces of silver
not worthy of your love
make me worthy
take the cup
drink it up
water and blood
30 pieces
not enough
water and blood
drink it up
drink it up
consume the cup
the bitter sweet
30 pieces
make me worthy -
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Keys
Sun, April 4, 2004 - 5:52 PMYou say you love me
want me for yourself
forever to have
forever to hold
see the peace
feel the love
experience joy
counsel and wisdom
you hear me speak
reject the very thing
that has made me what I am
sets you free
cling to the strength you see in me
refusing what has made me free
blinded by passion
false hopes and dreams
you love me and hate
what is the essence of me
Keyes imprinted on my heart
and mind
I offer them to you
break the chains that bind
you place them in my hands
clasp them tight and go away
run to the darkness
it cannot hide your sin
go astray
destroy you in time
reject the keys that bring freedom
another place
a different time
your heart will yearn for me
searching
ever searching
another set of keys
reach for the key of knowledge
water and wine and bread
Peter awaits
holding the keys
set you free
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Time
Sun, April 4, 2004 - 6:07 PMTime fleeting
ever changing
moving
will tomorrow come
procrastination wicked
it tries to take your life
no time for tomorrow
today not assured
tonite may find you gone
where will you be
only this minute
this second
is certain
change
while there is time
change
there may not be time
change
tomorrow may not come
procrastination wicked
consuming to the core
tomorrow may not be
yesturday is gone
the thief has come
stand at the door
he tries to take your life
precious is this moment
will you have it now
the thief is here
stealing
precious moments
robbing
you of joy
come away from the thief
he tries to take your life
rob
steal
kill
destroy
there is a better way
a new day
dawning
the sun will come tomorrow
will you see it today
flowers bloom in springtime
will you smell the perfume
see the colors
feel the dew
precious and new
precious and few
the moments we share
no time to spare
the fork in the road
which to take
life
death
choose
tomorrow may not come
moments fleeting
changing
living
dying
multiplying
gone -
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Re: Time
Thu, April 8, 2004 - 1:07 PMwow, now that I've gotten to read a bunch of your stuff all at once...a series of poems...I feel like i've had a chance to tune into your rhythm a bit more. Now I feel like I 'get it' a bit. Thanks for sharing these a bit. I identify with your angst. Keep writing, and keep sharing.
lotsa love, (when we seem to need it the most)
lil 'L -
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Re: Time
Thu, April 15, 2004 - 7:43 PMty, lil' l. :)
Glad you are enjoying them.
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