Glory

Let grace be my goal,
Love be my light,
Let mercy be my mission
Spirit be my sight.
May forgiveness be my friend
To offer, to seek and to taste
Till the glory that is all in all
Is shared in you in me.


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Amy

You kissed the heavens

you touched the stars.

at you feet

was adoration and respect.

the music played

and we swayed

danced

we sang

and laughed.

Oh Amy,

it wasn't enough.

Oh so young,

so much to learn,

we watched,

awestruck

as you fell,

crashing,

crushed

beneath your addictions.

Oh Amy,

it wasn't enough.

A steady stream

of broken minds,

shattered souls

have preceded you,

and now...

you are gone.

the pilgrimage into the darkness,

the madness

and the illnesses

continues.

Tomorrow will see another Amy,

another Heath,

Jimi, Janis, Kurt,

oh so talented,

oh so young

Oh Amy

it just wasn't enough.

Rest

the storm has abated

the chaos subdued.
peace returns
to this place
that was so barren and cold.
I will unpack my angry words
neatly folding my struggles
and fears,
and with a bag full of fraility
I will slide this reborn hope into
a pocket full of dreams
and start the journey again

Dance with me.

I am below.

you are above

this is all I need to know

where my anxious heart finds it's rest.

it's so easy

to slip and slide,

eyes fixed on the blankness

the grey and the not yet.

but above me,

life laughs,

it flies,

flows,

dances and sings.

life,

in all it's mystery,

untamed,

yet caught up

as a chorus

or a ballet,

every part,

every line

and word,

life bursts into bloom...

even my cat understands

the mystery is unfathomable,

I am below,

you are above

that's all I need to know.

and the quest for fullness

shall come knocking

as surely as the dawn will break the dark of night.

How wonderful.

Journey's songs

the smallest leaf

can hold a tiny drop of dew

that will catch the sun

and lighten it's world.

a single bird can soar

on the faintest breeze

calling our eyes

upwards to the clouds

a child can laugh

with the glee of innocence

and we can relive

the simplest joy

life is full of precious moments

if we can pause long enough to see them.

sometimes in our headlong rush onwards

we miss the journey's songs.

peace.
i am fully known.
safe,
no hiding place,
i am naked
on the plains of mercy.

the waters
drench my skin
a deluge,
every drop
unearned.
the dryness of my heart:
saturated
I'm soaked to the core.
love rains upon my heavy soul.

laughter,
a smile breaks free
from the rusty shakles,
and I am beyond words.