The Romantic
people often say they saw Him
Pass their way …they saw Him
The feet of Him…walking
gathering petals… they saw Him
One summer day
I saw Him
Walking…I saw Him
I called out His name
I saw Him
--- then He faded away --- I miss
Him
One fallen harvest…she saw Him
Gathering the grapes…she saw Him
--- taken away…she saw Him
Why when I saw Him He faded away?
---I did not pursue Him
I went away
People often say… they saw Him
Pass their way… they saw Him
I touched His feet
and followed Him
He healed my heart
I know Him
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I want to tell this story from the end to the beginning, because it might be
more fitting for this setting
I was working late last night and this vision carried me to a place that was
full of light but no sound to shelter me.
I need that noise in my life to quiet the pain in thee…
I could see all that was in front of me but no sound was allowed out of thee
because the sign read:
“Quiet Please”
Who gave them the right to tell thee
that there is no sound in this light that surrounds me?
They did not hang from the juniper trees as ornaments on spring’s eve
Or march in the streets to be told:
“Quiet Please”
He was not pierced in His side…
to reconcile thee…
to be forgotten…BLASPHEMY
I want to stay free
free from the pain
that tortures me
keeps me up
like last night
reminding me…
They bled
They ran
They marched
We bleed
We run
We march
So…as the sign halos me…
It toils in my thoughts---reading:
“Quiet Please”
“Quiet Please”
I cannot
So I speak
the light is sucked from thee
I look up
Sound grabs me
My eyes are opened
Sound speaks:
“Welcome to the beginning you are almost free”
The skies are purple today…
kissed by You
Swimming in streams of golden horizons
I can smell You
In the air above
the sun is sprinkled
by Your love
I melt at the voice of You
Joys of everlasting Love consume me
The skies were purple today…
and I thought of You
I love You more than life
I love You
Gently…
… I drift
…into moments
… of You…
The simplicity of loving You
Everything seems meaningless without You
