Fallow

fallow
ground
lie

your seed
will show
in due time

this ground is

preparation
anticiaption

a scared
stillness

an unformed
masterpiece

a soon
grown
garden

the vision
before
the act

the thought
before
the word

a necessary
place
in time

not
forgotten
unknown
or
insignificant
rather

strategic
purposeful
an appointed
gift

so let
fallow ground
lie

Hope

sometimes
rhythm and rhyme
isn't enough
to counsel
through

this tough
of stuff
sometimes

injustice bleeds

and seems
to crowd out

hope

but I won't forget
the word you spoke

"my plans are for a future and a hope."

Letting go

the dust settles
along the untravelled road

songs unsung
stories untold

we'll never know

this is letting go

Majesty

your a rushing water
a slow and steady stream
a mighty rolling river
a moonlit bending gleam

wild
majestic
free

you are
untamed
majesty

Ours

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Jesus

My light

Jesus

My life

Jesus

My all

Jesus

Our Hope

Jesus

Our Peace

Jesus

Our Salvation

Listening

I like

the sound 

of your heart

tell me more.

I’m listening.

Centre

oh great compass
chart my path
and bind me
to your eternal centre

Movement

At break of dawn
The song bird
Ushers in
Mornings song

Creation awakens
A movement of grace

Bind me to the movement
Of your rhythm and grace

Friend

Dear friend
At the sight of you
My eyes brighten
My grin widens
My heart is lifted

You bring
Light to my eyes
Warmth to my soul
A kindling
In these bones

You light
In me
The deepest
Of places

Wonder

The snow falls
Freshly, softly
Wistfully

Minutes
Turn
to
hours

As
dingy
city streets

transform into
a glistening wonderland

all your works
are wonderful

you make me wonder

Seen

Your eyes are
A casual kind
The heartbeat of
Your words
A genuine concern

You see me.

A little
Too late

I saw you.

Caught

I wanted
Fireworks
Chemistry
And romance

But you caught me
With your quiet love
and gentle soul

Hold Me

The suns gone down
the air is crisp
My heart is warm
because you hold me

Again

And here it is
Goodbye again
Perhaps a lover
At least a friend

Becoming

Parameters 

Enclosures 

An open field 

A blank canvas 

I'm on this journey 

Of

Coming

And going

Covering

And showing

Holding silence 

Disclosing 

Engaging 

Retreating 

Resisting

Receding

Receiving 

Finding and taking

Shape 

Remains

There's a kindling 

In this soul 

Flickering flames

Expanding warmth 

Years and months

Have gone

But the space

I held for you 

Remains 

Waiting. 

Chasm

Tender

Raw

Bare

Unfolding 

With gentleness 

And care 

So close

Yet So far

Is the chasm 

Between

Hearts 

Is it You?

What's moving me

Loving 

Longing 

Hoping

Grieving 

What could have been

And

What if 

What's moving me

Is it

You ?