Category: Poetry

I remember the first fight

The Bated breath, blurred eyes

Are you sure this is right?

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Can you see me? Can you hear me?

I`m fighting, for us

Stay with me, but it just

Isn`t enough, I fear

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You left anyway.

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I remember the first release

The aching heart, numbing chill

Standing strong in mind and will

Yet deep inside still begging please

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You can`t see me. You can`t hear

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Because you left anyway

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I remember every prayer

May healing cry, blessing plea

Abba, please let them seeh Thee

Never as Yours will be my care

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You can see me. You can hear

I`m still fighting for them

Better now than ever then

On my knees, playing down my fear

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Because You let them leave anyway

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I remember coming to trust

That taking them away from me

Was actually making them free

To see You as they truly must

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Can they see You? Can they hear?

I don`t need to be

In their lives for them to see

That You will always be near

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You have a plan for them anyway

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Today if I stand at another release

With Prayerful hear, hurting, though

Knowing I must let them go

And to You only I will give my plea

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I can see them, I can hear

They`re fighting strong,

But never alone

I`ll keep carrying them to You in prayer

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Though You will lift them anyway

Behind This Piece…

Hello, little bird, with your song so sweet

How beautiful you shine with summer`s heat

You words touch my ear, your melody clear

Sing, sing even louder, you raise my care

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Come near, little dove, there`s strength in your wings

Your feathers hold dignity, You`ll draw kings

Clothed in gold, in silver, refined by fire

Within your beauty lies the King`s desire

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Come closer, my love, come hear of your worth

Your heart so pure, not of gold, but of earth;

Not hard, but soft; supportive of growth,

Of life in abundance, where death you loath

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Though shattered before, you`ve risen in truth

Despite being broken, hurt in your youth

I`ll cover your pain, make sure you have none

I`ll draw you closer, and we can be once

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I`ll take you away; away from these beasts

That look to destroy, devour, and seduce

In the cleft of the rock, I`ll hide you away,

Where ever by your side, I`m sure to stay.

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Come here, little friend. Come where it is still

Hear the melody of love. Drink your fill.

Pour out this tune, mighty as a fountain.

I will sing with you. To you I`ll be known.

Behind This Piece…

As He gives, He takes away, and gives again

So many people come and go

Sometimes I fear opening up

I give my heart easily as a whole

One person, my friend, I love fully

The time goes by through all of this

And finally, one day, they`re bound to leave

Does it make me love them less?

Stubborn. I am unbelievably stubborn.

Do I reach out? Maybe once or twice

Then let them go, if you love them

They`ll come back, if they love you, too

Or sothey say,

 But they all died in the flood

Where is the balance, then, between holding

On and letting go? Does anybody know?

Behind This Piece…

There`s so much more than what you settle for

There`s it`s knocking but you`re not opening the door

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Happiness based on happenstance is what you seek,

Yet happiness, next to joy is insufficient and weak

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Helpless

I feel helpless because you refuse to be helped

You cry out in pain, yet protest being helped

“I can’t help you,” I`m desperate to wail

Yet you`re turning to me with your mind so frail

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Truth

I have spoken the truth many a times

I`ve held up the lantern and continued to shine

But I`ve come to realize what Jesus imported

When He told how birds stole seeds and departed seeds

Of Truth

Of Life

Oh, how I wish –

How I pray that you could stop being

Foolish

Stop throwing out life on the road

Where you`ll pass it by, then see it swallowed

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“We`ll see what time will do,” you say

Have you not seen enough today?

That birds eat seeds and what is it…then?

It`s discarded, waste, refuse, even…

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Refuse

You refuse to seek where help is found

You refuse to accept when truth is sound

You speak of when people aren`t enough

Yet you refuse to go to the source of

Love

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There`s so much more than what you settle for

Hope and joy; Live waits behind, that door.

Don`t leave Him knocking, knocking ignored

He can help you, I give you my word.

Behind This Piece…

Hear the whisper of the gentlest wind

As it frolics through the trees

The tittering of these giant being

As it tickles through their leaves

The creak and groan as heartier gusts

Then press for fallen doom

While the strength within their inner care

Strikes to miss that tomb

Hear the splitter, splatter of drops that clatter

Against the great and haughty lake

And the pitter, patter as it proceeds to flatter

The shallow liquid flake

The rushing splash as conclusions clash

Of water from an high

While the depths below stored fully assured

Its salvation justified

Behind This Piece…

There`s a clock in the back of my mind

Ticking, tocking counting down the time

You have but a moment to spare

Till the long-awaited date is there

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See, there`s a plan laid out for me

A path formed carefully, meticulously

I don’t quite know yet the way to go

The Master designer knows precisely though

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I`m counting down the moments

In less anxiety than pure excitement

Careful, though to measure each second

Spent on tightening each priceless

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I`m waiting in anticipation

For the plan He has in preparation

But even as I`m staying still

I will cherish each one that will

Behind This Piece…