Poetry

>…reconciliation…

>

from somewhere deep inside…
the urge to change…
…to fix
…to appear different on a whim

it opens and burns,
twisting my heart,
tugging my mind…

                 …pulling

                                                 …battling
                                                                                 …pleading

i turn in circles, taking in this space

this room needs new life
the curtains once again drawn against the real world,
hungry and searching

these walls…new paint
new breath that thrives, causing me to exhale
slow and sure

this floor…new carpet,
a pattern that invites me forward, rather than back
steady and focused

oh Father, You are my passion,
now whitewashed and lost in flattened plush
from pacing, endless and broken

You are my purpose,
horribly diluted and distilled too long
by control gone wrong.
i forget and i walk alone,
believing, for a moment,
that my lungs fill and empty on my terms,
choosing false pride over humble reconciliation to Truth.
awaken in me, sweet Lord….awaken and consume all that slumbers.

Looking up as always

Advertisements

6 thoughts on “>…reconciliation…”

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s