Wrench

Godzniel's avatar2nd Daniel

I want to speak with the medium of my pain.
The same heart God made me smile with.
The same arms that pressed into me
With love
With hope
With trust.

I feel like a killer
A murderer who has destroyed another life
Just by smothering it
With poison
With guilt
With trust.

It didn’t take long. Pain has written again
A powerful orchestra, exploding from my chest
Silently pulsing, throbbing
With nostalgia
With disappointment
With resilience.

I look to my Father, He’s the best
At comforting me, reminding me who I am
What this world is, a game;
Of worship
Of ends
Of resilience.

I have but these words, my expression
Of the tiny storm that churns within me
I understand heartbreak, and guilt.
I will thicken just a bit more
Just to bear this weight,
As I endeavor to rest on my Father,
With trust;
As I endeavor…

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STAY

Stay only a little while, and it’ll be done
The thing called telling it all, called calling it for what it is
Hang around the grounds of apologetic sounds, whispering rounds
Passing plates in communion, sharing shreds of extras and experience
Filling ears and bellies with speech, acquaintance, and sauce
Building bonds, bringing rallying songs
Making us see us as one fond fold
One tight family
Let this time last, past sunset
Let the dawn break upon our unity

So stay just a while yet, and see
All that feverish hiding away slowly depart
The arms around you and handing to you will reveal calm
Assuredness, peace and exuberance exuded in ease and passion
Gentle jests, candid corrections, beyond fraternal, above spatio-temporal
Eternal, traversing ages, surpassing mortal cages, human limits, proud digits
Those phalanges that toil all alone, of a single soul that moans
Decries solitary trudges, but recoils from gathered brothers, sticks up borders, does bother
Kicks herself for staying away, feigning apathy, masking the wide yearning yawn
At the end of this brazen brawl with obvious obsession stalled
You’ll no longer mask that need, but you’ll bask indeed
The seed will sprout, that which we sow with the exclamation “hello!”
You’ll be seen within the cluster that love does muster
As lights fly through the room, breaks burdensome rules, lets love rule
Slowly, surely, ultimately, the compassionate sacrifice will form in you
So you’ll be, like us, chasing down the shy, those who cry, even the hostile
So you’ll be like us, like Him, like Christ who gave us the beautiful life.

Rhetoric Reaction

Godzniel's avatar2nd Daniel

I didn’t, did I?
In the light darkness
Old words caress my eyes
Pictures of past positions
Pray I ponder the present.
Water under the bridge’s thighs.

Time, the Narrator,
The Historian of Bravado;
Tell of the contrast
Between my future and past.
I have found at last
That I must pray and fast
I must grow and die fast
Grow my heart, sails and mast.

I didn’t think I could make it
Not without your Holy Spirit
By strength shall none survive
I didn’t, did I?

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El

He is life, existence; essence.
The substance of existents, of evidence.
Their is no being without him
Water is made of him
Fire was born in his presence.
All knowing, he is omnipotence
Heaven and Earth is in The Beginning.

He is Love, innocent; unconditional
Like a picture’s smile of approval
Patient, cautious, forgiving.
Though he hurts he keep giving
Omnipresent in his parental
task of offspring retrieval.
Merciful, compassionate, hoping
We all come home to him.

He is Light, knowledge; Power.
The ability to make or scatter
The thought within The Word,
Where meaning is stored.
The reverberation of matter,
When The Truth says a prayer,
The Receipt of Reconnection,
A Nature and Translation.

He is The Creator,
King of Heaven, GOD!!!

Missed kiss

Godzniel's avatar2nd Daniel

Pain. I started out from pain. My insides in turmoil as I stewed in pain’s oil yet everything, worked together for my good. I smile sometimes when I remember their faces and jokes and stories and yokes and then I, blink…

Thousands of times ago you, Father, thought me up; but then it might have been today because for someone who transcends the ‘before and after’ phenomenon of Time yet chooses to operate by it, what you go back and change will not have changed but will have always been as you made it. Change is a human adjective. Its always today for you.

If not how will those whom you called, be the same you predestined to bear the image of your son, when they are, we are, the same who nearly didn’t believe?

You thought me up…created me…gave flesh to the idea that is my spirit, my being.

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In Depth

Godzniel's avatar2nd Daniel

Kicking; the young shoot fears the foot,
Stroking vigorously, the shallow quite cute.
There is a rest certain knowledge gives,
The same knowledge none shallow receives.

The thirsty give in to the light
And make this knowledge their delight.
Then the young shoot is a tall tree,
Giving life alive and when it falls free.

The shallow float like a flute
Being played by a mute.
As this knowledge is life and peace,
Its getting gives understanding of this;
Off the three deaths none hard to miss,
To know God in depth is life plus bliss.

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Reflection

Godzniel's avatar2nd Daniel

His hands are weak from stroking
His eyes are tired of searching
To stop might mean sinking, or float resting.
To rest is knowing, the rest is fleeting.
To the timeless, years are a moment;
Folds of blessing after he won’t relent.

Save us from our stomachs, O LORD;
Restore him to your embrace.
Our Spirit is the target of the Sword,
Let not terror laugh in his face.
I pray that Your Spirit be his compass;
Returning him to Love, away from error.
I know Your Word must come to pass;
With Joy, I look away from the Mirror.

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Fly

Godzniel's avatar2nd Daniel

All my friends are ahead of me
…can’t be back-stabbed by those before me.
People open their palms, proudly asking for alms
But what never left never rights back.

The foe guesses the dream, years before you wake
Up, when wrong becomes your right, tears become a lake.
They say the truth is bitter but taste it
Because it frees the heart that accepts it.

Let the hand that catches me be yours, LORD.
Let my life  cause your name ample applause.
I want to fly on the wings of the Word
For men mostly do the opposite of implored.
Not by my power or my might, do I survive in spite
Of tricks by the dark to severe my sight
From being set right with and on Father
And when I shine its his light, I remember.

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