10/21/11

friday poetry

He said, "I will forget the dying faces;

The empty places,

They shall be filled again.

O voices moaning deep within me, cease."

But vain the word; vain, vain:

Not in forgetting lieth peace.


He said, "I will crowd action upon action

The strife of faction

Shall stir me and sustain;

O tears that drown the fire of Manhood cease.

"But vain the word; vain, vain:

Not in endeavor lieth peace.


He said, "I will withdraw me and be quiet,

Why meddle in life's riot?

Shut be my door to pain.

Desire, thou dost befool me, thou shalt cease.

"But vain the word; vain, vain:

Not in aloofness lieth peace.


He said, "I will submit;I am defeated.

God hath depleted

My life of its rich gain.

O futile murmuring, why will ye not cease?

"But vain the word; vain, vain:

Not in submission lieth peace.


He said, "I will accept the breaking sorrow

Which God to-morrow

Will to His son explain.

"Then did the turmoil deep within him cease.

Not vain the word, not vain.

For in Acceptance lieth peace."

10/5/11

ooze

We're in no hurry, God. We're content to linger
in the path sign-posted with your decisions.

Who you are and what you've done
are all we'll ever want.
Through the night my soul longs for you.
Deep from within me my spirit reaches out to you.
When your decisions are on public display,
everyone learns how to live right.

Isaiah 26:7-9 (The Message)

10/3/11

breather




The more we pray the more we feel alive.
-Westlife