My thoughts about the mysteries of God, and poetry I have written, among other things.
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Never Left...
Lift up your head -
come back from the grave.
God's never left your side,
since you went to hide.
Weeping as you fell,
He wanted you to know..
All would be well,
if you took from His Well.
You'd have never ending water-
never thirst, never hunger...
Though, you pushed it aside -
thinking you didn't need it
because of your pride.
Instead, you ran to the spring
full of poison and sting.
Death was your passion,
So... He let you walk all ashen.
Though it hurt Him...
He was crashin'.
He loved you so much,
He'd let you choose - Judge much?
Lift up your head -
Come back from the grave.
He's never left your side,
even when you cried.
Thought the pain was too much -
so you went to others, in a crush.
Crush? Yes, it's true.
You had crush, on them...
Now, it's on you.
Crushing you -
Through and through.
Lift up your head -
Come back from the grave...
The skies weep
as they see your charade...
To lose the pain through someone's help,
You thought you'd give yourself...
But then you realized, it's all a lie
Nothing but poison hid inside pie.
So now your wondering... "How do I escape?"
"How do I get back to God, and my past - erase?"
Lift up your head -
Come back from the grave.
He'll restore your sight,
free your mind -
Clear you of every nightmarish night.
"Listen well to Me!" He cries.
"I love you more than My Life"... and dies.
This is the love of your Maker,
He wants you to know - you're loved.
Give up your worldly passions,
For those from above!
Lift up your head!
Come back from the grave!
He's never left your side.
He's never left your side.
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