Hiding within oneself, result of shame, regret,
Hoping no one sees.
As the shameful bite brought up bile
In the original sin, hid,
Naked and Afraid.
First initial feeling of panic set in
A feeling unknown
Due to heaviness that binds.
Into confusion and uncertainty; unrest
Tremendous darkness blankets upon
Permeating every perceived space.
Once a delight; A free spirit
Now chained to a lie,
Which thought was truth.
Shame covers like a blanket.
Weighted in memories:
Recalling; Oppressing
Remembering; Depressing
What if… Sinking in the
Should of… Drowning in the
What should I do…. Anxious about
Where should I go… Panicking in the
Am I capable… Uncertainty becomes
Running, running, running
From that which seems unescapable.
The northern winds bluster,
Toward an unknown destination
Carried by life’s wind’s:
Choices, decisions, demands.
Whirling, whirling, whirling.
Grasping unto stability, only to lose grip.
Time after time
Attempt after attempt.
Caught up in the tornado of inner thought.
Finally grasps ahold
Of a rooted tree.
Looking up, holding on for life
See a man, bound to the tree,
He was looking Heavenward,
Crying for you and me.
Perceiving the man to be in a state as mine,
Rejected, lonely, holding on for life.
Notice he’s beaten, tortured and bleeding.
Thinking this man was defeated,
Suddenly with great power
Escapes the nails which kept Him bound,
Defeating the evil all around, and
All the darkness which bound
To the tree in fear, found anew
The man in King’s garments
Embraced and then placed
A new white garment to replace
The torn and weathered clothes
From the wind and the rains.
He advises to stay and pray.
To build the house on the foundation built
Rooted under the tree
In which He sacrificed
The Cornerstone placed,
A sustainable foundation
Built with love, grace and purity.
Here I will remain, until the day
He returns to wipe every tear away,
With beauty and splendor
Rising from the depths, and anchor
To the firm foundation.
Leave a Reply