Monday, April 27, 2015

I Thirst



The well has run dry
The earth is parched
And I thirst.  I thirst
For meaning
Take away
Take away
You take away
I forget how to pray
And I don't know
If I want to remember how
Because the pain
Gone from one
Resides now in the other
Pain I cannot shoulder
Burden crushing
Loss immeasurable
I weep
You wept
I grieve
You grieved
The well has run dry
The earth is parched
I thirst, Lord, I thirst

Saturday, April 18, 2015

I Will Choose the Light



Night, when thoughts pervade
The soul; nightmares, dreams,
Woven tapestry
Hangs on threadbare hooks.
As each image greets
New day in darkness.
I will choose the light.