Torn, I believed I was beyond
any hope of repair; but then I saw
glorious eyes, reaching
to soothe my despair.
Here in the deep,
in the darkest trench,
beyond all understanding,
a hurt was quenched.
I am aware of all
the games people play;
I weep that I cannot sleep or keep
the darkness away, but still I stay.
Inside, I was lifeless,
trapped by a god
I wasn’t supposed to have before Him,
and the Lord looked and saw.
Thanks to the Lord I pray,
I am more than fulfilled.
By what I understand,
an open wound is healed.
Clarity came and shattered stone,
clarity silenced the noise,
in the ears I hear from grace shatter
and make me anew.
So long have I yearned for peace
to heal my shoulders, that bear weight
from the past,
gates that behind berate.
I ask the Lord
to tell me of His will.
The stone left in my heart
from a Medusa, was remedied, made real.
Eyes I’ve never seen repaired all flaws
in a heart so cold it thawed.
I remember the feeling
of things that made me feel zeal.
A beam on my heart
her eyes acquiesced on me light,
upon my stony heart
her art.
Green like the grass of a healthy climate,
I seek clarity to try find it;
the right potion to fill a chemistry
left in me by the salt of the sea.
Stony shores are but razors
that cut deep into my heart,
of the man I could have been,
and in me, I felt I could re-start.
The remnants of a serpent long ago
turned my heart to stone;
hating my face, I am a disgrace
to my loved ones, a past I want erased.
My regret was lifted from blackness,
the light I saw, I was amazed,
and eyes today I find did rewind
the hands of a cold Father Time.
Courtesy and respect,
an understanding, an appeal
to the Lord above,
who can’t keep my addled mind still.
I saw a dove from another Titan,
and the ground has me at odds.
Lord, my ache,
once cold is thawed.
RMC 