Restlessly, weary and unknowing…

Restlessly, weary and unknowing, Ceaselessly, the carnal mind thrashes about, Irresistibly, the Lord of peace in dwells, In the still and arid darkness, the soul waits. In the still and arid emptiness, comfort abates. Memories, like ghosts siren their haunted imaginings, Desire, that slavemaster of old shouts its woos and demands, Pride, asserts its deceit,…

O Whisper, Breath who lives, who dwells…

O Whisper, Breath who lives, who dwells, I hearken, then turn away and hearken again, Calling into my sadness, bidding me to chase and to seek thee, Though over mine own self I stumble, I find thee beside the well. O Whisper, Breath who lives, who dwells, Strength this day I have not, Weak in…

From whence comes such yearning…

…unquenchable holy embers Your breath ignites. Upon the lowliest of the low you would fain glance, And from the shadows You lift high into Thy Glorious Light. From where does this inward burning come, O Lord? I give chase as though chasing a breath… Who can fathom Grace? Who can imagine such Mercy? From murky…

Through the fragile dark places I’ve made…

The Lord calls me by name, ever so gently; A whisper amidst the worldly din; For He is gentle, and kind, and wise. And with great care, He meanders, Like a flowing stream of light and love. Through the fragile dark places I’ve made; Across the precipices of my deceptions; Below the bellowing of my…

O woeful empty…

O woeful empty, thou gnawest away, Ever long, yea, as I’ve breathed, Thou vacuum of fear, thine impressive expanse, O Meaningless empty, ravenous, of life bereaved. Thine emptiness blinds, Thine emptiness deafens, Thine emptiness confines, Thine power to lessen. Battle doth rage, for the heart, for the mind, The darkness of empty, wouldst own thee…

From where comes the inward fire, O Lord…

From where comes the inward fire, O Lord, How does it arrive in such a way as to grow from invisibility? The hunger of its essence bringing sight, hearing, hope. I give chase as though chasing a breath. Ever does your Presence burn away within me, my God, Like a hot coal ever threatening to…