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safety

angry wounds

left to heal by Your voice

weeping nights

peaced only by Your touch

soulish flesh

laid to rest by your redemption

wordless

amazed by graces

still unknown by my flesh

i surrender

fierce to my soul

to live fully

to live freely

within the boundless existence of my Father

Who’s love knows no fault

and Who’s name is matchless

i in Him

and Him in me

i am at loss to describe

without image to picture

His great vast love for me

so i stand

simple

wordless

amazed

captured

freedom has captured me

it grips me tightly with it’s mercy

consuming me

stretching me

allowing me to run

in fields of grandeur and hope

peace and life

allow me

i think

i wonder

my mind reels between the beauty of canvas

and the heart of my Father

if i could create to my hearts contentment

my hand would forever be holding a brush

dripping of paint

my life would be one creative burst of color

one continuous statement of bold hope

Father, allow me to create

even an inkling of the love i feel

from You

for You

it would be an all-consuming life-long feat

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my secret room

one day i will have a room who’s walls are filled with canvas upon canvas. and who’s scent is of oak and acrylic. this room shall be the only one who knows the depth of my dreams. no ears shall hear but His, no heart shall delight as does mine but His as He watches my strokes become permanent reminders of the joy that must forever be hidden till the day when it finally explodes at the feet of my True Father as i lay them at His feet. then, shall my attempts be made perfect, and my incomplete, be completed. This day where no more ponder shall cross my brow, but only in fullness shall they lie upon my heart exposed for all to see the beauty hidden in His thoughts.

Breathe

I am amazed at His beauty

Dumfounded by His strength

I am at peace in His presence

My very breath

That can feel so shallow at times

Is deep and strong in Him

Hope’s renewing warmth
as sun’s light against my cold flesh
wakens me
and stirs me to hope once more
as countless days past

two worlds

tired of dancing without beat

while i face two worlds spinning within one frame

grace

i cry grace

so until one world stands firm

and music returns to my ear

i

will

not

give

up