Category: Other Pieces

I have these enchanting phrases dancing mesmerizing circles in the cavities of my mind, stories with lulling voices and entrancing rhymes that enrapture my mouth to sweet obedience as these words caress my tongue and spring to life in rechiless abandons.

Their acrobatics fill my brain with tales of splendour and majesty, encapsulating every moment with the sheen of pure magic where every sway and beat is caught in the pure chiming melody of a mind left to wander, set free to explore the depths and heights of syllable and expression left to make impressions on every willing ear, every mind left unguarded from surrendering to the bewitching adventure held prisoner by desire for control, lust for power, terror of change

Behind This Piece…

It takes moments like these. Where I am alone within the crowd… there are the moments I remember missing you. I suppose it`s necessary, the loneliness. The crowd in which you aren`t reminder me to seek you, in which not a glimpse can be found… and where the slightest resemblance comes out, my heart beats wildly within me.. It is my soul calling out, or my flesh seeking comfort? Where do my priorities lie? Is it in the persistence of searching for you in all your depth and beauty, or is it flashing lights and glitter that catches my eye? Is my ear turned to the shepherd`s voices, or has my eye been caught by a branch held out by one who seeks to seduce me, pull me away from my first love? Sure, I`m not doing wrong, but my ear is deafened to His voice.

Where have my depths gone?

Behind This Piece…

A father in his daughter’s bridal room
Overwhelmed with who she’s become
Her youth had passed in a zoom
Fear that he’s not needed makes him numb

A teacher watches her student graduate
She’s smiling, crying with pride
Remembering how long she’d had to wait
And the crazy roller coaster ride

A friend, that’s me, watching you succeed
Knowing we helped each other grow
And if me you no longer need
I will always love you so

A confusing mix of emotions
An alloy of pride and sadness
Common through all life’s habitations
Present in me, too, I confess

Behind This Piece…

There is nothing You hear clearer
Than the outcry and calling
Of those who to You draw nearer
Despite them falling and failing

If their hearts are pure and upright
And the hands they raise are clean
Their desires are precious in Your sight
For one-ness with You are what they mean

You are in the midst of them and theirs
For they long for the presence of Your holiness
And in their whispered and wailed prayers
They beg for the salvation of the lost and hopeless

Their intimacy with You surpasses understanding
For they’ve realized their need of You
To Your will they are always bending
For they know You will what is good and true

May I, O God, be one of those
Whose heart is in accord with Yours
Teach me, Almighty God of hosts,
To pray and open new doors

Show me how to surrender my all
To Your perfect plan and consuming grace
Let me, Father, submit to Your daily call
So that I may daily see Your face

May I not fear the words of others
For my focus is on Your healing
Open my eyes to brothers and sisters
Who are with me earnestly kneeling

Behind This Piece…

Kyk ‘n bietjie by ‘n venster uit
Jy hoef nie te sien wat jy eintlik sien
Kyk wat gebeur buite die venster ruit
Speel met jou verbeelding ‘n keer of tien

Kyk hoe Anna die boerseun soen
Hoe klik tant Miem se tong geanfronteerd
Kyk hoe lag oom Jan vir wat sy doen
Hoor hoe sê hy, “Dis tog nie verkeerd.”

Kyk hoe frons sy op vir hom
Hoe speel die glimlag om haar mond
Dan soen hy haar sommer stom
Kyk weg, voor hul sien jy’s hier rond

Kyk hoe speel die bure se honde
Hoe hap hul speels na mekaar
Hoe lag hul amper met hul monde
Hoe hul hulle liefde openbaar

Kyk hoe speel die seuntjies met ‘n bal
Hoe kom die seuns en pa’s dan later
Hoe lagdie seuntjies met elke val
Selfs al moet hul dan skoon kom later

Kyk hoe sit die meisies op die gras
Hoe speel hul met hul ma’s se hare
Hoe maak hul dit los en dan weer vas
Hoe versier hul dit met blomme en blare

Kyk hoe gesels die jonge dames
Hoe giggel hul as die seuns so speel
Hoe skerts hul of hul dapper of skaam is
Hoe droom hul oor hom wat hul hart gaan steel

Kyk die vreugde van ‘n normale dag
Hoe die liefde om elkeen draai
Hoekom sit jy hier binne en wag?
Jy’t ook liefde om te saai

Behind This Piece…

Ek sit in hierdie raserige vorm van stil-wees
‘n Stilte so diep, so wyd soos die see
Jou melodie ontbied my, herinner my aan kil-wees
Jou hartseer ontwaak my, bring die trane mee

Jou klag, jou pyn, laag en diep
Jou vrees en angs, hoog en ver
Die golwe wil my kalm boot tiep
My laat vlug soos ‘n skietende ster

Die pyn in jou oë skreeu uit
Dit roep om hulp heel desperaat
Dit forseer ‘n yster vuis om om my hart te sluit
Pyn, onbeskryflike pyn oor die defnitiewe haat

Dit bring ‘n gevoel van senuwees
Die bewings, rukkings, en hakkel-praat
Soos ‘n boek kan ek jou lees
Ek bid deur die aand, dis nie te laat

Ek weet ek het nie die krag om te red
Ek kan nie jou wonde een vir een genees
Maar ek juig om te weet Wie het
Ek pleit dan by Hom om by my te wees

Ek weet Hy sal my help om jou te wys
Hy het jou oneindig lief, nes jy nou is
Binne jou, stukkend of heel, is Hy tuis
Hardloop maar, kruip weg, Hy weet waat jy is

Jy hoor Sy stem, stil, soet, onder beheer
Jou seer kussing en kwaad kombers om jou
Jy probeer Hom uitdoof en Hom keer
Doof Hom uit, maar hoor Hom steeds nou

Hy sal jou trane een vir een vang
Hul hou vir die dag wat vreugde te veel raak
Vir ‘n tyd wat lag nie help, nόg sang
Maar Hy wag vir jou om die veg te staak

Behind This Piece…

‘n Storie gaan ek jou nou vertel
Van hartseer, twyfel en pyn
Dan van ‘n ander ook wel
Van liefde, geloof en rein
‘n Hart wat verdrink en huil
‘n Diepe klag van pyn
Die geluk uitgedun, yl
Die smart veroorsaak kwyn
‘n Fraksie hoop in ‘n oomblik
Dan onmiddelik doodgelê
Deur logika, ondervinding, ongeluk
Twyfel in als wat hul sê
Geloof dat hoop stel teleur
Liefde veroorsaak pyn
Elke ja gaan jou keer
Elke aksie ‘n tree oor ‘n lyn
Maar wat jy nog nie weet;
Jy het krag bo alle verstand
Omdat jy Gods-kind heet
Kan jy sterk wees in jou stand
‘n Kind van die ewige Koning
Geliefd, gemis, vergewe
Uit die hele ruimte ‘n beloning
Vir ‘n Daad bo alle ander verhewe
‘n Skepper wat juig
Met elke beweging en klank
En elke keer wat jy buig
Erken Hy jou dank
Die Geneesheer wat verlang om gesond te maak
Staan langs jou sy, ewig en trou
Wag vir vergunning om jou aan te raak
Al is jy nie gereed, wag Hy selfs nou
‘n Beskermer se wagte word daagliks gestuur
Om by jou te wees, om om jou te waak
Jy het die keuse vir wie hul verduur
En wie hul weg veg voor hul jou raak

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