the resonance of the mood
lay quietly around me
the vibration a steady hum
in the background of my mind
fear a subtle force at work
in the chambers of my heart
leaves me anxious and waiting
for the answers i would find
– 12/23/09 – 23
Tag Archives: fear
Footing
i lost my footing back in april
and found i was foundering
adrift without a tether tied
my soul no longer calm
it was anguish at first to feel
the pressing panic of my mind
a palpable fear that i had lost
solace in a constant will
yet through the turbulence
of my excited state of mind
a living truth was working
to stay a shaky confidence
and though not all is settled
and doubt yet delves beneath
hope is not quite diminished
nor truth so easily released
– 12/6/09 – 4
the last two lines have always bothered me (the meter is off), but i can’t figure out how to say what i want with the right meter, so i let it stand. this isn’t one of me best works, but it was written during the worst crisis of faith i’ve ever had, one that led eventually to a severe anxiety attack. so its personal. still, i’d like to see the last two lines resolved, so if you have any suggestions, i’m open to hearing them. :)
With a Word
She was lost, and the pain in her heart
Was far more than she could bear
Alone in the garden, it tore her apart
Till she heard Him speak her name
Then hope dawned, and night broke
And joy swelled in her soul
She saw her Saviour standing there
With a word He made her whole
I was scared, with no hope of salvation
Crying out in guilt and shame
So deep was the depth of dejection
Till I heard Him speak my name
Then hope dawned, and night broke
And joy swelled in my soul
I saw my Saviour standing there
With a word He made me whole
I am saved, and have joy and sweet succor
Beside me throughout each day
I take courage and know His good pleasure
When I hear Him speak my name
When hope dawns, and night breaks
And joy swells in my soul
I see my Saviour standing there
With a word He makes me whole
Beyond the Shadow
They say shadow lies before the dawn
And in the midst of sorrow borne
Before the darkness gathers in
A shadow makes spirit forlorn
Into heaviness the heart is drawn
But the shadow is a feeble fiend
It can not stand before our King
When He comes in all His glory
A real contentment He will bring
The shadow banished, we redeemed