Saturday, January 23, 2010

fresh vision, fresh purpose

longing for one,
since that day You called me again.

yet time after time,
i've disappointed You.

losing control,
losing You.

battles of self,
overwhelming & weary.

a war,
never seems to end.

a desolated land,
permeated with smells of death.

the cries for loved ones,
crush frail hearts.

a tatterdemalion covered with blood,
open wounds with worn out sword.

at his brink of last breath,
on bended knees.

facing the stormy dark skies,
yet searching for a blink of light.

last deep breath,
a wail in agony.

...

whiteout sight,
blackout mind.

at the beat of the heart,
time slows down.

...

is it over?
a brand new world?

new vision?
new beginning?

is that You?
where...

...


my Lord.


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