At the crossroads

Standing here,
Edging back,
So many thoughts,
The voices they call.
Show me the mirror,
Call me my name,
Speak of my heart
It's jewels and it's gems.
Remind me of courage
To know and believe
To live and to learn
To rise and to fly.
Still my mad yearnings
Let the applause fade
I'm standing at the crossroads
Entire and alone.
Here at the crossroads,
No signs to guide
Here at the crossroads
The untrodden path calls.
Here,
Now.
At the crossroads.


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Eternity calls us to surrender.

Open your eyes.

clear your mind.

cease your thoughts

step back.

close the books,

becoming prayerless

stop searching,

defining,

knowing

and sure.

there are sunsets unseen

yet painted,

a glory

for an instance

displayed.

there are universes,

constellations,

suns,

moons,

stars

never seen,

declaring

a beauty hidden for all eternity.

we frame our spirituality

in what we know,

we confine it 

by rejecting

what we don't.

yet,

more real,

more wondrous,

there is an eternity

that declares

more than we

could ever ask,

or think.

Yet,

we shrink into our frail

and feeble knowledge

demanding that we know all things

dismissing all others.

Larger than life,

deeper than an ocean

of oceans,

a mystery that speaks our language

whilst refusing to be bound by it.

Open your eyes.

clear your mind.

cease your thoughts

step back.

close the books,

becoming prayerless

stop searching,

defining,

knowing

and sure.

be found.

enough.

There comes a time,

when you hear the cry of your heart,

there comes a time,

when your soul refuses to be quiet.

When the disappointments,

and sadnesses,

the injustice and bitterness

cries out:

enough.

enough of this pretence,

enough of this dance,

enough of these songs

melodies and words.

can I hold my tongue once more

whilst pouring out my heart,

can I plead for forgiveness

whist the hungry beast

seeks to devour.

Ah yes,

the hungry beast,

full of praises

prayers

and poisons.

blind,

deaf

spewing out bile.

in Jesus name.

enough.

Silence

Silence.
My mind whirs,
restless,
cascading thoughts,
endless,
i'm pacing back and forth,
pointless,
silence.

perhaps I'm deaf,
or my thoughts speak too loud,
perhaps I'm blind
lost in a crowd
of expectations
craving solitude
dreading
alienation.

silence.