January 1, 2013

  • poem for 2013

     

    Lord, help me let it go
    Let me ignore the spasms
    Of pain and anguish and darkness

    Lord, let me turn my cheek
    To remember what it means
    To fathom forgiveness & reconciliation

    Take the evil, turn it to good
    Take the emptiness, fill me up
    Take the pain, mend the wounds

    Lord, fill this empty soul
    Replace it with your goodness
    Hallow out the wickedness

    Parch the poison that drenches my soul
    Take the icy glares, blind me forever
    Substitute with gratefulness & love

    Help me give what I have not received
    Cure me of the corrupted heart
    Avail me of the secret burning desire