Monday, November 20, 2017

Waiting for the Storm to Pass




Waiting for the Storm to Pass

Waiting
For the storm to pass
Trusting
In quietness

Such is the way
Of the troubled mind
It’s simply
A matter of time

Out of gear, disengaged
The ignition switch is off
Yet overheated
The psyche motor still runs

Sputtering, Popping
Knocking
Smoking
Eventually the motor will die

Like the summer thunderstorm
Dark
Cloudy
No end in sight

Then giving way
To cool clean air
And clear
Open blue skies


Wednesday, November 1, 2017

A Simple Prayer



A Simple Prayer

Synapses firing
Scintillating gray matter
Behind these aging wide eyes
Awakening in innocent naïve wonder

Lead me, oh Lion of Judah
In sack cloth, ashes, and tears I pray
The love of me is growing cold
Like a sheep, I am helplessly going astray

Heal me in the depths of me
Defeat my stubborn arrogance and pride
Where, in my vulnerable broken humanness
I do in error, reside

Strengthen me
To know, far beyond strife
And to drink deeply, together with my friends
Of the precious miracle, of the Water of Life


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