The world sleeps
While I set my alarm
Just in case I sleep too
Sitting on a bench
The little beggar birds are all around
Hoping I will allow one of my little bits of food to fall prey to them
Imagine all the freedom
Free in the waves
Free to climb the volcano
Free to rise early and walk the beach at sunrise
Free under the water in a world of colour and life
Swim hard, swim free.
Can you imagine the need to be alone
With myself
Who am I when I am alone
When the tree falls in the forest and there is no one to hear
Does it make a sound
When I am alone crying into the waves and there is no one to hear me
Do I make a sound
Or is it just a silent scream
Who am I that I am so lost in a world full of no one listening
Can you hear me now
The sound of a child crying on the bench next to me
The dad says, "stop crying", without asking why he is crying
Is this where it begins for all of us
Oh but look, the dad picks him up and soothes the child, holding him close
The crying stops, they talk quietly now
So maybe it only happens to some of us
Being told to stop crying, be quiet
No one is listening
What's the point
Oh to be held as a child in loving arms
What is that really like
They say that God loves like that
But for most of my life I have not felt it
God so loved the world
Jesus loves me, this I know
Hold me like the dad on the bench next to me holds his son
I feel the sun warm on my face
And I love the Son
Heal the past
Bring life back into my hard heart
Like adding bread to hard brown sugar
Add the Bread of Life into my hard heart
Make me sweet, soft and useful again
So that I may add flavour to those around me
Non inferiora secutus
Not having followed mean pursuits
Buchan woman
Strong, alone
Brave and trusting
Loyal to death
Time to stop
I'm back in the shadows again
I need to be fed from the hand of God
Like the little beggar birds
I need the provision of God
I too am just a little beggar bird hoping that crumbs fall from the table of God
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