Friday, February 23, 2018

The Reveal

Eyes averted to shut it down
they are called windows to the soul
and I'm afraid to let you see mine

Seen before, it was rejected
and right now it feels easier
to hide it behind a facade
You meet my gaze you're not afraid
do you really want to see me?
don't you know the failures you will find?

I can fill up the space with words
but smiles can't hide the feelings there
tumult and a need behind my eyes

If you come in there's no going back 
my heart would be laid bare to see
could you handle the truth you find there?

Wednesday, February 21, 2018


She felt uncovered
That was the feeling
That was the reality

He restored her covering
Kinsman redeemer
Bridegroom and friend

When she feels exposed
Her heart laid bare
He moves in close

He calls her out
And crowns her in glory
And wraps her in Him

Sunday, February 18, 2018


She's fire and power
Wrapped up in soft 

Bright eyes and wild hair
Flowing in winds of change

Currents in motion
She is the rock

Some days easy to catch
Like still water in a cup

Other days free to fly
Like wings on the breeze

Saturday, February 10, 2018

What is lonely?

Lonely is spending a week with friends
Feeling good
Then leaving and feeling the wall again

Lonely is telling yourself to talk to God 
He listens
But the ache returns nonetheless

Lonely is making plans with friends
They fall through
And a battle of emotions ensues 

Lonely is knowing your feelings are extreme
You should be ok
But you're just not, to your chagrin

Lonely is telling yourself to call someone
Maybe you will
But it won't satiate the ache for long

Lonely is knowing you must feel your feelings
In fullness
Before you'll ever find the other side

Thursday, February 1, 2018


Grief is a wall today
Too high to climb
Broad and unmoving 

Grief is a wind today
Whispering through my hair
Quiet but undeniable 

Grief is a knife today
Sharp in the stomach
Twisting with memories

Grief is water today
Dripping on my head
Like a leaky faucet

Grief is a tornado today
Ripping up the firm
Scattering my thoughts

Grief is certain today
But tomorrow may not be
Or will wear a new mask