Poems, Personals, and Commentary

Archive for November, 2015

Send the Rain Again

Lord, please send the rain again

Upon the dry and dusty land.

Send it down so we can drink;

Send it on the sea and sand.

 

Send refreshment that we need.

Desperate, we await Your plan.

Hungry, needing nourishment;

Thirsty, knowing that You can –

 

Bring beauty out of ugliness,

Bring joy from sorrow extreme,

Bring order out of great chaos,

And bring alive our dreams.

 

Why do You tarry, oh so long?

How long before Your plan matures?

Teach us to follow Your commands;

That You will triumph, is sure.

 

Without You, we are frozen still.

Without You, we are lost.

But with You, there is hope and light;

I look upon Your cross.

Mercy

How the wind is moaning,

And how the trees are groaning.

The cold wind, it is roaming

To find its place of rest.

 

How my heart is yearning,

And to the light is turning.

Every day, I’m learning

To find my peace at last.

 

The wheels of time are turning;

So many people hurting.

The millstones, they are grinding

Until the end of time.

 

The flowers, they are flourishing,

The Word of God is nourishing.

With many people perishing,

God’s mercy we must show.

 

Made for Infinity

I know You have a plan

A purpose great for me

But what the plan and purpose are

Is hard for me to see

 

It’s hidden from my eyesight

Too quiet for my ears

Or maybe I could see and hear

If not absorbed by fear

 

You’re making a creation

You have an awesome plan

The gears are turning slowly

O’er many years they span

 

The universe You fashioned

The earth, the stars, the sea –

Am I just a speck of dust, or —

Made for infinity?

“To Go Left, First Turn Right”

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How Can I Heal?

How can I heal the world’s pain?

The cancers, tumors,

The nasty rumors,

The lack of humor?

 

How can I heal the world’s pain?

The violence, hate,

The madness great,

Our terrible fate?

 

How can I heal the world’s pain?

The end of marrying,

The critics disparaging,

The churches hemorrhaging?

 

How can I heal the world’s pain?

The children killed,

Life unfulfilled,

Their heartbeats stilled?

 

How can I heal the world’s pain?

Ten thousands thronging,

The migrants walking —

For life they’re longing.

 

How can I heal the world’s pain?

The addictive pornography,

The “isms” and philosophies,

The love for others atrophied?

 

How can I heal the world’s pain,

And my own paralysis?

Does it need analysis?

Or a radical catalyst?

 

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