By Darkness Bound

 

She clutched an ancient crucifix
Ebony amulet of religious lore
Crushed her flesh with fearful grip
Trembling steps on cold stone floor

Eyes send darts to shadowed corners
Chaos reigns in her heart and mind
Surround is painted in hazy blur
Hand outstretched as one who’s blind

In cathedral walls she places trust
To keep her safe from evil foe
Hiding from the vampire’s lust
Cloaked in night to drain life’s flow

Faith is put in wooden symbol
Peace for her cannot be found
Outer darkness makes her tremble
Inner darkness keeps her bound

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Judgment’s Mire

Suits and ties are their holy attire
But feet are stuck in judgment’s mire.
Missed the joy of freedom’s rest,
Always fear they’ll fail the test.
In heaven’s love they do not trust,
By words and deeds they must be just.
Faith and grace painted on their wall
But fear and doubt—
Have stained their soul.

Published in: on August 6, 2009 at 2:02 am  Leave a Comment  

From Walls to Curtains

Those walls of yours so thick, so high
Built slowly through the years.

They block you in and block me out
Protecting you from all you fear.

Who were the builders of those walls of yours,
made of pain and loss?

The stories some have been told to me
In times of simple sharing.

You were given to me many years ago
Handed to me for loving.

Patient and gentle I have been,
waiting and ever watching.

Fresh wounds are now upon your heart
Still tender to the touch.

I shared the pain and walked with you
As your heart was breaking.

Dear friend, as now you are known
Loved by much and many.

Tear down those walls that hide you there,
Replace them with a curtain.

Pull back the veil, let healing in
The balm of One so sweet.

His gentle touch has been in my hand
His love, that fills my heart.

Published in: on April 26, 2009 at 10:09 pm  Leave a Comment  
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