Once from God’s words I sought My will to bend, To shape my thought, But as I read, I sinned. His word at once gave comfort, Warned, distressed; Both hell and heaven’s fire Burned, wrestled in my breast. I sought an answer firm, A portent given As of a sign Clear-written in the heavens. And […]
Ensnared by death’s cords, overcome, I wrestled, pierced with sorrow’s spears, And in my weeping, sought and found A One who answers prayers of tears. For when I called, I met his grace, And when I trusted, found him true. My feet set in a spacious place, My soul, God has been good to you. […]
From those who make their arm their god, Turn from the kindling of their flame, From mammon struck from Caesar’s gold, A breathless wind, without a name. The weavings of a weary mind, Hour upon hour of endless thought, Are torn now in my folded hands, In stillness, all my battles fought. No more to […]
In stillness, searching silent calm, The emblems of my God appear. The heralds of a star-pierced psalm, Breath of His presence in the air. Bright banners of desires that flew, Struck silent, see them still as death; A God who casts my world anew, For him, my tattered cloaks I left. Uprisen within me, o’er […]
The sun wings its arrows through my window, Its rays don’t stop for my music. The trees are whispering secrets to each other, And the wind goes leaping from tree to tree, Tossing off swirls. It’s a frolic today, But this stone statue… I wish I knew how to dance.
I only saw him for the first time yesterday, And asked him all my questions. I could not speak, And he gave no answer. We walked and walked on the winter snow. This has settled in my mind Somehow. I would not have thought He would be so calm.
The wind on my heart beats Incessantly. The thickest ivy is growing up, And soon there won’t be any window Or a door. And I have to look elsewhere. So the wind chisels and shrieks And there isn’t any calm Outside. My hearth has a little fire, And the sun goes by Without me. And […]
The wind whistles in my ear And I can’t think. The geese croak strangely And fly too low Today. I have to stop pacing. Look at the sky. Seek my silent Friend.
I meet him in the places Where all my thoughts are stilled, The answering with silence of His peace, and all is well. A summoned quietness falls Around. An answer as each question calls Is found. I seek now to remain Within this place, I wrestle to behold, To seek his face. A questioning as […]