A father
You had so many;
too many dreams
Unseemly;
breaking you along the seams.
Pastures green;
known and seen;
hopeless,
chokingly safe.
Releasing dreams;
unknown,
unseen;
soul starting to chafe.
Desiring depth,
wishing for peace,
swearing just for sweet relief.
Running to danger;
linger no more,
chasing that lost belief,
Gone like the wind,
to find that fire,
long gone out.
I was a part of the pastures old;
cold was my heart these years past.
Longing to be someone’s bright future;
and son and sun.
Not futile that desire;
His hope my heart’s suture.
Then in came Father with a blast;
and all that was buried.
I now openly cast myself in and on love.
Come my father meet our One…….
too many dreams
Unseemly;
breaking you along the seams.
Pastures green;
known and seen;
hopeless,
chokingly safe.
Releasing dreams;
unknown,
unseen;
soul starting to chafe.
Desiring depth,
wishing for peace,
swearing just for sweet relief.
Running to danger;
linger no more,
chasing that lost belief,
Gone like the wind,
to find that fire,
long gone out.
I was a part of the pastures old;
cold was my heart these years past.
Longing to be someone’s bright future;
and son and sun.
Not futile that desire;
His hope my heart’s suture.
Then in came Father with a blast;
and all that was buried.
I now openly cast myself in and on love.
Come my father meet our One…….
Originally posted on http://tairngir.tumblr.com/page/43
Nov 16 2009