D-Day

D-Day, at the first
Was the beginning of the end
Of that long, protracted woe
When darkness did descend
D-Day now for me
Marks the end of what began
So many years ago
That its presence I rescind

Forever changed by woes
They could never have perceived
Crushed of soul by darkened sorrow
Ending? Joyous treasures! Sorrow’s seed
And my pounding, crushing, tearing
Has now softened over time
I am altered, modelled after
My once-crushed saviour, who is mine

No need to fear a day’s refining
Though, if we dwell, that’s what we do
He’ll keep us, even in the furnace
Grant unknown strength to follow through
And when we reach another shore
Carried by the crashing waves
That had once appeared our ending
We’ll find he, once again, has saved

Beauty from the ashes
Oil of joy for mourn
Daylight follows darkness
Calm behind the storm
The trial of the crucible
Removing things held dear
Is the path to new creations
Even me, and you, down here

17, 21/8/2020
Reflecting on VP Day – 15 August

Refining Fire

Lying dead and lifeless
That which has fallen from above
When touched by heat and spark
Will a firestorm, behove

Though dead to life of tree
Now feed to living flame
Producing heat, destruction
None will ever be the same

The flame takes all alive
Toward the point of death
All living, true and permanent
Will shoot with a new breath

Refine me, prove what’s true
Remove all not of Thee
Breathe Your life into me
Life that with, You’re fully pleased

 

29/12/2013