oceanside

a villanelle…

I see the clouds coming in, it smells like rain.
Change is in the air and the tide is high.
I look back, my footprints get washed away again.

Beauty turns into ash as fisherman leave their boats
and as sails get caught in the wind, tangled and awry.
I see the clouds coming in and it smells like rain.

I breathe it all in and ice runs down my throat.
It’s all around me, thunder roars and oceans rise.
I look back, and my footprints get washed away again.

The storm is here now, the boats no longer afloat.
They left all they had, left it all to die.
I see the clouds coming in and it smells like rain.

Nowhere to go, my self-pity starts to choke
me and I start to believe in the lies.
I look back, and my footprints get washed away again.

After all my struggle and panic my friend awakes
to comfort me. He speaks and I close my eyes.
I don’t see the clouds coming in but it still smells like rain.
I don’t know if my footprints will get washed away again.

nov.18.09

a thought on worship

worship is less about breaking out in song,

and more about entering into intimate conversation.

limbs…

Though my limbs 
look cold and dry,
my roots run deep;
yeah I’m still in the fight

you restore and you revive…

psalm eighty-five

You restore and you revive
Your love rains down from the sky
You restore and you revive
You make this dead heart alive

 

your breath fills up my lungs…

dear Breath,

i know that when i wrote you, this is not what you signed up for; to be exposed to the harsh criticisms of the world and to be stripped bare from the comfort zones of your classroom…. well, tough luck! i post you without shame or fear, into the cold, dark world…but dont worry, the sun will come up soon 🙂 Godspeed Breath…and good luck..

Breath

Your breath fills up my lungs                                                  
and my whole body                                                  
It uproots my feet                                                  
and I can no longer feel my fingers

The invisible force is sometimes silent, stealthy             
but today it makes its declaration across the vast ocean    
The waves toss in submission to the relentless beatings      
as the dawn makes its break

Your breath fills up my lungs                                                  
and my whole body                                                  
It lifts me up , filling my wings                                                  
like an eagle in the sky

It comes to fan the flaming tongues of my soul      
blowing life into my cold body                                                  
The warmth of it all surrounds me and sustains me       
throughout the cold, dark night

Your breath fills up my lungs                                                  
and my whole body                                                  
It exposes the truth                                                  
and uncovers life

The wind blows away confusion and chaos       
leaving only solid foundation for all to see                                                  
It moves on, as quickly as it came,                                                  
and I wonder when I’ll be able to breathe again

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