Thursday, October 26, 2017

Poetry Before we return to the book

Dear me,
The one I have survived through
The pain I have denied through
The sad, sad deceit I  have,
buried
In you

Dear me,
The one who cried to sleep her
Restless brain when her
Dreams were buried in fear
And who never knew love existed
I Love you

Dear me,
the one I worship through
The one God speaks clearly to
The one who is healing through
All the broken pieces I was
Thank you

God is my savior
God sent his son
thousands of years later
He still lives on

Unlike the idols
And deities of the past
What he prophesied Always
Came to pass.

Der God,
If I am not meant to see your angels
Why do they appear before my eyes
If I am not meant to see his demons
Why do I see them undisguised
I need you

Dear God,
Why do I feel abandoned
Though I know that you are near
Why do I hear angels in heaven
Their voices loud and clear
I love you

Dear God,
I hear the angels speak
I hear the demons weep
I hear your son cry out
I see him clearly
I believe you

God is my savior
God sent his son
thousands of years later
He still lives on

Unlike the idols
And deities of the past
What he prophesied Always
Came to pass.