Diving deeper, Resting back

As I dive deep, my eyes absorb and see such things.
Sometimes due to an insight that I ascribe to the divine
Others due to experience tripped through,
I can see the broken, cracked, and desperately drowning.
So, I make way below the tumultuous waves
and the hope for calm afterwards is my guide.
My air emerging in gasps rising above my head.
Prayers offered up to see which way is still up.
Underneath the surface things become so quiet,
all I can hear is a frantic pleading of a heart so pained
without the semblance of anything explained.
As I glide below underneath the churning water,
I can see His grace wrapping and extending around
like a life jacket, and I can see the moment unfold.
Asked to be His hands and feet, I find the place untold
one of peace that transcends a maelstrom stirring.
I surface, almost standing in His righteous place…
and I grab hold with all my might which
Allows a tired soul to lean back and rest this night.

 

8:25 pm
29 February 2012

Unreserved and Unreceived

What happens when you have nothing left?
to give, to receive, to live, to be
When the shell of a man becomes so empty
and not consumed by such precious fire
that would shine through transformation
What is left when you’re a listing vessel?
drowning, scowling, screaming
When the holes punched start taking on water
and the heaviness breaks down enfeebled will
that would sink below tumultuous waves
There is an aching here, a remnant
Likened to the husk offered to the winds
after the meat of the wheat were taken and used
There is a breaking here, a resentment
From a heart full of giving until gone now
nothing left save the one feeling abused
Words become shadows of notions
going through embittered motions
A giving soul, wrapped within joy is smothered
when one gives beyond their tipping point
waking up calloused leaves others suffered
without given peace or extended merciful grace
What happens when you cannot give,
cannot receive, cannot live, cannot be?
Unable to be of use, in a place of unserving
Created for gracious purposes left unfilled
one’s purpose carved out, cleared out, unfulfilling
Winnowed and cast away, bruised and pitied
Poured out like a jar, unreservedly emptied
Discarded and useless, like wasted efforts
Love granted for healing but unreceived

 

8:42 am
15 February 2012