The smell of crisp spicy needles,
Fills the room.
Spirits are lifted and hearts all aglow.
A large pine of deep evergreen boughs
Sits displaying it’s magnificence
In the corner of our large dining room,
Candles sit alight
On it’s strong boughs
And they glow in great merriment
Taking in all the cheer
Of a glorious holiday.
Beads of shimmering gold are strung
Criss-crossing patterns along the branches
And atop of this grand display
Sits a star.
Simple and bright
To remind us of a night so long ago,
And of a child too often forgotten.
Sunday, September 9, 2007
*Forever Found
All I want to ever know
All I want to ever hear
Is forever echoing in my ear,
Like a softly falling rainy glow.
Water bubbling, merrily graceful,
A tiny angel wishing well
To all who dare to dwell
In the court of the Most High
A pair of eyes, sad yet sweet
Watching after all he keep
Searching for his one lost lamb
Securing for them Heaven’s claim
I was that lamb, lost and now found
Living on uneasy ground
Unpromising love caught in my a snare
I hid, afraid of Heavens glare.
Yet lost as I was
And grounded as I felt,
I could not hide
From Heaven’s light.
He picked me up
And took my hand
Leading me to solid ground
Whispering soft Forever’s in my ears.
All I want to ever hear
Is forever echoing in my ear,
Like a softly falling rainy glow.
Water bubbling, merrily graceful,
A tiny angel wishing well
To all who dare to dwell
In the court of the Most High
A pair of eyes, sad yet sweet
Watching after all he keep
Searching for his one lost lamb
Securing for them Heaven’s claim
I was that lamb, lost and now found
Living on uneasy ground
Unpromising love caught in my a snare
I hid, afraid of Heavens glare.
Yet lost as I was
And grounded as I felt,
I could not hide
From Heaven’s light.
He picked me up
And took my hand
Leading me to solid ground
Whispering soft Forever’s in my ears.
*Awe Of You
Words come so slowly to my mind
As I stand in awe of you
My soul yearns
My soul aches
But petty words
Your Heart can’t inspire.
This simple brush
This lightest touch
I just cannot describe
So how God?
How will I be able to speak
When your glory
Is revealed to me?
It makes me think,
It makes me feel,
Cause I know your for real.
But I shall never know,
Quite all of you.
Never should my mind
Be able to know,
All your depth,
Nor all your glory.
As I stand in awe of you
My soul yearns
My soul aches
But petty words
Your Heart can’t inspire.
This simple brush
This lightest touch
I just cannot describe
So how God?
How will I be able to speak
When your glory
Is revealed to me?
It makes me think,
It makes me feel,
Cause I know your for real.
But I shall never know,
Quite all of you.
Never should my mind
Be able to know,
All your depth,
Nor all your glory.
*Are You There?
The land,
It seemed to stretch
Out to forever.
My mind just couldn’t
Help but gasp in utter fear.
And my heart cried out
Though I knew you’d always hear me,
My heart cried out
Are you there?
My faith wore thin
O why had you left me
My heart felt weak
Within my soul.
And my heart cried out,
Though I knew you’d always hear me,
My heart cried out
Are you there?
O sweet Jesus,
Why did you leave me in
My darkest hour
Why you cast me
To the fires of my death.
And my heart cries out,
Though I know you always hear me
My heart cries out,
Are you there?
What was so obvious
Is now as dark as night
And my mind can’t take anymore.
O Jesus, Lord my Saviour,
Are you there?
It seemed to stretch
Out to forever.
My mind just couldn’t
Help but gasp in utter fear.
And my heart cried out
Though I knew you’d always hear me,
My heart cried out
Are you there?
My faith wore thin
O why had you left me
My heart felt weak
Within my soul.
And my heart cried out,
Though I knew you’d always hear me,
My heart cried out
Are you there?
O sweet Jesus,
Why did you leave me in
My darkest hour
Why you cast me
To the fires of my death.
And my heart cries out,
Though I know you always hear me
My heart cries out,
Are you there?
What was so obvious
Is now as dark as night
And my mind can’t take anymore.
O Jesus, Lord my Saviour,
Are you there?
Saturday, September 8, 2007
*Here Again
Here I am again
Torn and defeated
There you stand again
A comfort in the dark
My heart is aching
And I’m hesitating
Cause you’re standing
Where I stood
And your arms are open wide
And your eyes they beckon me
But I don’t know,
I can’t decide
Whether I believe,
In you…
Torn and defeated
There you stand again
A comfort in the dark
My heart is aching
And I’m hesitating
Cause you’re standing
Where I stood
And your arms are open wide
And your eyes they beckon me
But I don’t know,
I can’t decide
Whether I believe,
In you…
*Silence
Silence is an odd sound
A deep wailing sound
Like sirens wailing in your ears
Or wind whistling through
And old abandoned house.
It’s a pleasant sound
Though rarely heard
And most often drowned out
By the clamour of other sounds,
Less provoking sounds,
Like music, traffic
And the swell of human activity.
No one want to hear silence
When it’s there,
And everyone wants to hear it
When it’s not.
A deep wailing sound
Like sirens wailing in your ears
Or wind whistling through
And old abandoned house.
It’s a pleasant sound
Though rarely heard
And most often drowned out
By the clamour of other sounds,
Less provoking sounds,
Like music, traffic
And the swell of human activity.
No one want to hear silence
When it’s there,
And everyone wants to hear it
When it’s not.
*Random Verse
My heart, my hands, my feet,
My all, myself I bring;
Accept in mercy, gracious Lord,
My humble offering.
_____________________________
Wonderful story of love;
Tell it to me again;
Wonderful story of love;
Wake the immortal strain!
____________________________
This could be my last dance
This could be my final chance
But Jesus I just can’t do it
Just can’t see it
It definitely wasn’t me
That they crucified you for
You’re too good
Too pure,
They’d notice that for sure…
My all, myself I bring;
Accept in mercy, gracious Lord,
My humble offering.
_____________________________
Wonderful story of love;
Tell it to me again;
Wonderful story of love;
Wake the immortal strain!
____________________________
This could be my last dance
This could be my final chance
But Jesus I just can’t do it
Just can’t see it
It definitely wasn’t me
That they crucified you for
You’re too good
Too pure,
They’d notice that for sure…
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