I have being redeemed from young love’s wreck,
the call and beck of your heart:
redeem, heal.
Numbed the feel
and lie of unwanted;
unworthy
soul scurvy
was every thought in mind
and heart.

But I start again
knowing love is all that is eternal.
Even as a kernel of truth infects this barren field of mine,
another line is drawn
in the dirt between
lie and truth.
Claw and tooth they fight
for the victory of my Amen.

Do you ken?
that a thousand lies
are like the sand on the shore,
and sure they abound
but truth is the surf in which we swim;
and dim is that sand beneath our belly’s
and under the current.
The lies ever recurrent
surface once more;
only to be washed, lost again
as the tide pulls us away once more…….