The Compassion and the Passion

A merciless master

My suffering prolonged

O sin, you would have me

Alone, without song

My saviour, the servant

Compassion’s concern

Would pursue all my rescue

E’en while I yet spurned

With glory obscured

Power hidden, en-veiled

He served us, his humans

Then the mountain he scaled

Raised to be lowered

Shame brought release

For my sin-burdened soul

To find its long-lasting peace

In your death…

The inherited cycle is broke

Sin’s hold cannot keep me

Your new life brings me hope

Life-blood’s passed on

From parent to child

In your blood shed abroad

I’m no longer beguiled

Sin’s great deception?

That I’m still compelled

To do all its bidding

That I’m under its spell

But my Jesus, you triumphed

In freedom, empowered

A spirit-led choice

To walk the life I’m endowed

With bended knee’s adoration

In restored humanity, stand

Before the depth of your feeling

Poured over me, by your hand

19/4/2019

The Dark Knight

In dark of night

The dark knight rides

His steed a raven black

Encompassed by

A blade array

On this commissioned trek

The quest’s great goal

Lay further up

And further into what!?

A veiled, obscure

And distant yet –

And undisclosed-ed lot

A duty calls

In light of day

Or deepest, darkest night

In long great strides

The dark knight rides

Confronting fear and might

If triumphant then

At quest’s long end

Turn home on wings of pride

If loss and life

The lot to bear

Take it all in stride

But if the end

To bear is death

The dark knight’s brand new day

Those left behind

Take courage by

Dark knights riding, come what may

19/3/2019

The Heart’s Gift

A heart’s great gift

Is to be known

So hold it care…

…fully, if shown

Heart’s placed on sleeves

Can bump and bruise

So hold with care…

…ful strokes of truth

The truest heart

In love responds

With gifts of know…

…ing and of song

For heat’s in tune

Their song will sing

A lyric note…

…what e’er the din

26/2/2019

Life’s March

Life passes by

The March of time

We hasten, pause

See rain and shine

But each one’s march

Begins and ends

In this we all will share,

My friends

Sometime march

In single file

Or pass the time

En masse, a while

Two-by-two

Lead on, be lead

Keep in step

Or lag instead

Distracted

One may march askew

The wounded

Drag a limb or two

But others may

Lift some on high

And give the march

Of two a try

Onward, though

We all shall plod

Whether we are

Or how we’re shod

Into the vast

Eternity

Our marching out

Parade, will be

16/2/2019

Christmas Wish and New Year Hope – Southern Hemisphere

My Christmas wish for you will be

That New Year’s hope will let you see

Each passing month fulfils a dream

Stitched together, a lifelong seam

January

Heat settles in

A brand new year will now begin

Summer dry

Tropic wet

Forest fire, by flood beset

February

Last hot haze

Some longing now for cooler days

Night may cool

Day may not

Off to school, no matter what

March-ing

Into season’s change

Expanding all our colour range

Cooling down

Drying off

A northern storm may yet scoff

April

Showers, an appearance make

As we of feast and fast partake

Memorials

Remembrance

Learn from other, without offence

May

Or we may not yet

Have southern blasts of cold and wet

A settled north

Or last great storm

Another season soon will dawn

June

Dark and gloom, or white of snow

Storms shift from north, to south below

Cooled, refreshed

Or sunless mood

Restlessness for closed-in brood

July

Mid-winter, bleak or not

Swim the oceans, ski the tops

Northern depths

Southern peaks

Or waiting out the cold, dark weeks

August

Whether the weather brings tear or song

Sport will gather many a throng

Bouncing, kicking

Passing, strike

Cheering the family, team, or the like

September

Weather, subtle change

Drought begins, or wet remains

Brighter days

Unseen storms

Races, finals, spring to form

October

Weariness – year’s end in view

Not close enough to offer new

Horizons or

Begin agains

Fret not! A year will always end

November

Brings a spring in step

Horses? Flowers? Sneezes? You bet!

Make some hay

Take exams

Shorter nights, a day expands

December

Sun – the year’s sunset

Soon a new one will be met

Graduate

Reflect and pause

Embrace the new, pursue your cause

28/11/2018 – 16/2/2019

Moulding

Backward glance,

I see triumphs

Joys with sweetness complete

Failures and losses

Broken hearts, making weak

The mountains stand tall

With rocky terrain

The view from on high

That could not be explained

Valleys, long hidden

Still the ache is recalled

Of the mist and the darkness

When hope’s vision was stalled

 

Many a climb

Still awaits to be trod

Thrills of decent

Made with ease or a slog

The dark will encroach

As it did once before

so with rear-view reminder

Return again to the shore

Of the land that is newness

Respite from the swell

Washed by the tumult

A fresh form to compel

 

When at last all is done

And at journey’s great end

Take the form life was moulding

A soul that none can rescind

 

29/1/2019

My Home of Peace

The changing state from day to day

Speaks not the truth of who you may…

Be, have been,

Or who you’ll be,

Whether completeness day is far or seen

 

Today you do, tomorrow not

Tonight may be a night of rot

But sleep or move,

Or rest or fret,

The Great Good Shepherd holds you yet

 

 

 

To seek a rest in arms not seen

Yet feel the warmth of where they’ve been

The striving, searching,

Me – adrift,

Awaits these arms in love to lift

 

Oh, grant the peace of where you are

To me, whose life still feels afar

Bring to me,

Then bring me to,

The Peace of home, which is with you

 

30/11/2018

Unsteady

Mad with you

Mad with me

Madness with uncertainty

Unsteady hands

Unsteady legs

Unsteadiness of thought – imbeds

 

Happenings go undiscerned

Happenings – unknown concern

Happenings are happening

Happenings go undeterred

 

The Lord, my shepherd, never fails!

When lost in thought, he does prevail

My constant threats, he will assail

I trust him now, though I may wail

 

Shepherding for all my good

Directing others to where they should

Be willing, able, so they could

Under-shepherd, this son of blood

 

I am a son of shepherd love

Dependant not, on how I come

Though once I worked and strived to be

I now must rest in love, in he

 

20/11/2018

Mountain View

Mountain song of green

Reach for notes of sky-bright blue

Wispy white on high

Foretell the melody of dew

Dancing drops of life

Rest upon the floor-bed leafed

Circling breeze move freely

Like a story-sword, unsheathed

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The music of creation

A harmony of song

Dancing breeze of freedom

Lifts the lifeless to the throng

A story rich in colour

Paints a picture, plain in view

The vista bright or shadowed

Long-attended, or brand new

26/5/2018