Poetry

*I recently began writing poetry again and thought I'd start posting it on my blog. Some of the poems will be filled with sorrow and some will be filled with joy but all of it is incredibly personal.  It's just an expression of where I was in the moment I was writing it and I pray it blessed you! *


We Begin  April 29, 2013
let’s dance!
on stars!
oh lets sing it out across the milky way,
let’s spread it out across the sun
like a banner in the sky,
and speak of the day the Lord broke our chains,
gave us wings to fly.
Let’s soar above the sights,
you and I,
hearts and voices lifted high.
Free,
gloriously free.
Ohh and it’s a love like I’ve never known,
but I want to know it more,
want to dig my toes into the sand of its shore,
let it's soft cool waters run over my skin.
Gloriously free,
we begin.
 

 

The Song April 24,2013
I sing out,
let the melodies tumble from my lips
eyes closed
heart pounding
I pray nothing breaks this moment

The stars and moon
and whales join in chorus,
hearts lifted, souls entwined
we sing the beat,
the chorus of life,
and not a single note is left unsung.

The melody is haunting,
and breathtakingly beautiful.
the eagles shrill cry and
the mountains deep rumble join as one.
Hearts and souls entwined we sing.

Every note speaks of eternity,
every beat
tells the story of a heart filled,
pounding the song.
The starfish and waves sing along.

The rocks cry out and it is glory to the One,
and not a single note is left unsung.
We breathe,
we move,
hearts and souls entwined.
Eyes closed
fingers trembling,
we cry out to the One.

The song of myself,
is nothing but a melody proclaiming
His name,
broken though it is
I am because He is.

And there is no other song that
will ever grace our lips,
I am what I am and
nothing can change this.
Even the caged bird sings,
We are because He is.


The Game Is Up April 22,2013
The door slammed shut,
silenve echoed into the room
and whispered across my soul.
Empty white walls,
my heart ust as bare,
just as plain as this tomb.

Silence suffocates,
exposes the naked truth that lies
upon the bare floor,
there where my heart lies too.
And the game is up
it was never anything but this,
and there never was a time
where it ended anyway but this...
with this silence.

The door slammed shut,
and the silence echoed into the room.
A silence that is thick and threatening,
one in which the stillness of my heart can be heard
with a deafening quiet.

It is threats to rip and tear and break,
to unmask, and reveal, and change.
Ther enever was atime when it ended
anyway but this,
with this silence.

Knuckles white and fingers bruised
from holding on to tightly,
but my hands are empty.
The game is up,
it never was anything but this.

Wish I could scream out,
speak a harsh good riddance.
But I'm afraid to break the silence.

The game is up,
it never was anything but this.
And there never was a time when it ended
anyway but this.