He takes away
God’s sweetest given scents
And replaces them with the stale
Dank
Odors of distrust
As the shadows take over
Debris clouds our true senses
The birds no longer chirp
I feel breezes that he
Never stops to acknowledge
So sad a world of murk
Still I stand aplomb in such wise decisions
Of giving it over
To God

God

The light of darkness sent to
Dispel our fears
We simple, distrusting fragile and broken
Humans
Made whole again by a prayer
Again by a prayer so hard to believe in
Such simplicities as
Pied-à-terre of piousness
And troubles are over
And wounds are healed
Oh God how I feel such- such
Sweet peace
I know love
By His grace I pray that He comes
To know love as well
Oh well
I am out of words (or am I?)
I am in the moon where words are not needed
And so, they do not exist
Only sounds, sweet chirps
Wind through trees
Heart open as wide as the sky
The pain and entrapment
He must feel to be this mountain
Trying to love him
To reach past the stony bridges
Of a thorny heart
The pain of the bleeding fist
Attempting to crack adamantium exteriors
I had no other place to go
But to a place of peace…

Be Still

Leaving him in his will of ill repute
Leaving him to find his own way back to me
Or not
Maybe God says it isn’t meant to be
That rejection is His protection
Oh well
I am out of sounds
Only sweet serenity remains
Comforting stillness of the heart
There is no falling apart
Not for God’s special creature
He should pray to be still and God’s
Special creature
But he is neither
Only stack of stones and the unmovable mountainous range
Loving him is like moving mountains
Wanting things to change
Rain washes evolution away
With nothing left to start again
And so I walk away
Sweet scents, sounds, and words
These things are with me
Peace Be Still in my heart
And my love is as open as the sky