Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Tiny Booming Voice

How does a voice bigger than life remain so mute?

Fractured smiles and thoughtless laughs sugarcoat the emptiness
Emptiness crying out to be filled with the spirit
Spirit of life, spirit of love, spirit of growth, spirit of wholeness

Screaming from the Lover of Souls
Goes unnoticed and unappreciated
Like muffled pillow screams of pain
Crying out, broken and betrayed by wordly waters
Thirsty for something deeper, thicker
Something real

Yet here we stand, deaf and blind
While He is running in place against walls
Brick walls we have assembled with care
His arms open, eyes wide & weeping in frustration

And where are You?
Can't You see me?

What have we done?
Where have we been?

How can a voice screaming so loud
Still be unheard, yet so yearned for?

1 comment:

Rodknee said...

Wow, very well put. I like the line about Him running against the walls that we have put there. refreshing to know that He won't stop running against them.