July 24, 2012

From September 1989

Listen My children
And you will hear
The mighty sound
Of a rushing wind

It is the sound of
My voice
Telling you I Am
Coming soon

Tell them
Tell them
Tell them
About Me

How I love them
How I long to
Carry them
Carry their burdens
Wipe away their tears

How I love them
I died for them
Can't you see
I am waiting

Let them know
Of My love

But
My
Judgement
Is soon approaching

The things
You see
Will pass
Away

But I Am
Here
Forever more

I stand
Ready and
Desiring
To
Forgive and
Pardon
And to love
Them

>>> A PERSONAL RANT

Damn you insomnia

You visit me again

As I lay sprawled in the bed

Where is my sleep

Oh, dreaded sprite

Frustrated and worn

My jaw clenched tight

The hours tick by

As, ah- here comes the light

I hate you so much

You foul visitor from hell

I toss once again

And wait for my bell

in Him was life

in Him was life