Post by Rob on Jan 10, 2015 1:41:26 GMT
Winter
There are days you wake up and the world is broken,
hearts have been silenced,
faith has disappeared,
evil has brought carnage,
I move with slow questions,
my soul does not sing.
Yesterday people were massacred in a Paris office
as they tried to bring a smile to the world.
A friend in our church died suddenly,
We were told our car would need major repairs.
A father battles cancer in his sinus.
A man is told he has ALS
and rushes to take his grandkids to the zoo while he can still walk
Life brings difficult news,
as the fierce winter cold
intensifies hibernating life to get up and walk,
trying not to stumble, as the soft spirit
is in anguish, unsettled, frozen.
There are no flowers as I face the wind,
The only music is for those in grief,
clumsy sadness laces each movement,
I reach to regain my footing,
strength hides out in weakness,
music is made in the blind little girl,
I pray slowly, pausing, aching, alone
.
Another time will come.
I must be a host now
to the fire that burns in the shatters.
I wait, holding on,
the elephant is in tears.
There are days you wake up and the world is broken,
hearts have been silenced,
faith has disappeared,
evil has brought carnage,
I move with slow questions,
my soul does not sing.
Yesterday people were massacred in a Paris office
as they tried to bring a smile to the world.
A friend in our church died suddenly,
We were told our car would need major repairs.
A father battles cancer in his sinus.
A man is told he has ALS
and rushes to take his grandkids to the zoo while he can still walk
Life brings difficult news,
as the fierce winter cold
intensifies hibernating life to get up and walk,
trying not to stumble, as the soft spirit
is in anguish, unsettled, frozen.
There are no flowers as I face the wind,
The only music is for those in grief,
clumsy sadness laces each movement,
I reach to regain my footing,
strength hides out in weakness,
music is made in the blind little girl,
I pray slowly, pausing, aching, alone
.
Another time will come.
I must be a host now
to the fire that burns in the shatters.
I wait, holding on,
the elephant is in tears.
