Your Hope Immeasurable

Give me grace when I don't deserve it

Give me peace  

When all around me chases after something else

Teach me your voice  

That every thing may breathe and live again  

There are circles  

They are the thoughts that lead me here

Leave and let peace be your assignment 

You don't ever stop

Your blessings cover even the things

That defy my logic

Lead me to your promised land  

I just want to be there when you speak  

Every impression runs deep

Churning into likenesses  

Breathing in life  

You can take me from where I am not sure  

As teach me to live dependant  

Wholly alive

Soften my heart  

Lord, make me present  

Build this life so that in every way

I can magnify and present your truth

If you want me to sing and dance

If you want me to speak and lead  

Teach me your gifts and guide me

Your gifts are extravagant  

Your hope immeasurable  

All That is Precious

Making room seeing the dust settle 

Amorphous and declining  

So much is left in your voice  

In all, in your presence  

Wander not this heart  

Conceal from it not your wisdom  

And your victory

Prayers refract, bend in the light to tell me more

Tell me no more of trouble  

The last of my eyes grow weary

There is a moment when all that is sure sinks in  

You amaze me, tell me more

Hold fast listen while the waking hours contend

Lord make your love make it always happen  

People pass through  

They need a touch to know its you  

All that's declining

The toast they raise for another day

Wake me to the infinite truth

Of all that is precious  

Zygote

Nothing is the same

Running static through a maze

An offering rips straight past a blinded eye

More oft the memory leading into one

Shaken the verb tingles

Wear me out until you sow into what's simple  

Carve out the chore  

A meaning meeting in the right place  

Conjure every point of interception  

Biased but beautiful  

Help me reach that far

Aiming while I am able

Wonderfully Made

What could I give away 

To see another day? 

Something imagined seeks purpose  

And reaches for the surface  

Every time you'd ask me another question  

But it's time that is the answer  

Every bit the dream flashes from memory  

All that is cycling back to you now

Another life on the way 

As within

The one and only way searches my spirit 

To find a call home

Where love finds your truest self  

And love is to be known in whom

In whose image you are wonderfully made

Skipping Stone

Whether I run too fast 

I am chasing something  

Slowly what was, is gone

Speak until the speach becomes intelligible  

Everything is ground bitter  

If it's the same truth for you  

Skipping another stone till it rests on the bottom  

Everything rattles downstream  

Wait for an answer slowly you are sure  

Where you fit in? 

If I walked taller 

If that is what made the gap closer

There must be freedom in that

Pouring through the watershed  

Where no one needs the power on

None of this needs to whisper  

Take me to the place where you are real

Prayer

Lead me by your word.

Speak unmistakably  

Teach me kindness, serenity and wisdom  

You are bold

Make me so  

You are quick to forgive  

Instill your grace in me

Open my eyes to the lost and hurting  

And to those needy for your love

Center my heart

Help me fix my eyes on you  

Give me your purpose  

Teach me your kindness  

Open up my world

Convict me of who I am  

Liberate me from my past

Reconcile my heart to yours

Posture Perfect

Somebody tried to hold a word

Living to be sure  

Far from a blank page

Detached from an outcome  

It's like you are trying to disappear  

And it's not working  

Scarcity/simplicity moving in tandem  

Seeing it all vibrate toward nothingness  

Every crown dissolved momentarily  

Portion control then it's over

Too much thought playing with shadows

Every taste provides a texture of a new home

Whatever is left to hold onto  

To service the thought until it sinks in

And makes this posture perfect  

I Found You

I Found You

It will catch up to you

Or you can take it easy

Not sure where to run

If you are following me, keep following

All these plans are waged

Discerning the truth

Agitated, separated

I caught myself presuming to be innocent of choice

Expecting the most default of answers

Rallied in my head

I could just trust that you’d play this all out

For my good

That you’d teach me better

Than this old ego could

All of the second guesses

All my defenses

Blew me away, standing still

Until exhausted

I found you

Which Way to Drive

Which Way to Drive

If the problem is haste

Then I am bashful

Consumed by decisions

Broken by dichotomies

My yes becomes a no

Down the third generation

To the right below

But what is simple

Breaks in shards in my consciousness

Overtones and the obvious

Drowned in everything

But a complacent heart

There’s so much at stake

Bearing down at a foundation

Barely feet off the ground

If I could choose and let it go

Maybe all the to and fro

Would find its center

And we wouldn’t be caught

In a winter waging

Lost causes against future tripping

But we hit the ground running

Building like snowflakes

Until at last

We were in over our heads

So lately,

Is there any better cause than love?

Is there any better life than just us?

Breath outside

And it will disappear

Slower, slower, and slowly

The thoughts collide

When the rules were simple

And we knew which way to drive

More Than I Know

More Than I Know

Some thoughts bind me

Before they are forgotten

I wince,

I take a page away

From the titles consumed

Feathered almanacs braced to be still

Plan another trip from somewhere

While I wish I am just stealing the most of my pride

If this is what it is?

And nothing more?

Why does the wind achieve its course to remind us where to go?

Into life, a promise

In every charge of peace

So guard my heart

When everything is calm

The still manages to achieve more than I know

When The Light Fell On Good Ground

When the Light Fell on Good Ground

Once always for a sometime

Reducing the plowshare

Today you divide the acres

The message

In sight of another row of contemplation

If you receive that, why are you correcting yourself?

Into islands of currency removed

Tell me you are as serious

The vantage pours over it

It’s the same when you ask me to be quiet

All layers transform into that presence of quietness

Of seeking you are found

Into promise, into fields working out the effort

And the pleasure of seeing light

When the warmth pours me,

Out of my soul

Echo

Echo

Smile with your eyes

Talk with your hands

This is what I know you by

All of me

Mirrored at a distance

I listen

How rare it is to find the right measure

When everything you ask for

Speaks and feels right

Maybe you are healed

Every time you are certain

In the bounds, a prayer

An echo--

Agreement

Each Other

Each Other

Into existence, into light

Everything else dissolves

There are times, and then there is naught

Bear away in the season

Suffer me not

Everything in spirit

Everything absolves my haste

All in all I add up the words

My thoughts were you in them?

If all I could do was hurry

And worry just left itself to become something else’s jury

I am not running away from sense

On a bridge, where time whistles

The thought we knew as ours

Share the Word

Let in Peace

Why’s must go

I imagine so

We must believe in each other

Embers and Tides

Embers and Tides

From where we are,

What is easier:

To burn the ships,

Or to weave the sails?

To lay the cornerstone

Where the grass will surely get greener,

Or to leave behind

What we exhausted our hopes to find?

I look in your eyes

And see the same dilemma

It hasn’t been solved in mine either

There are choices

That scrimmage into exhaustion

There are riddles that choose different fortunes

As much as I know:

Intention will save the day

Purpose will guide the way

What lies unseen serves to ask bigger questions

To lay our pride down unto all we have to offer

Silence and time

Embers and tides

They will give us our answers

To Still Call it Home

To Still Call it Home

Is there enough grace

Grace for me, for you,

In every context, complement and struggle?

I am not trying to pry you

Or take you away from something

To serve only me, to do myself justice

When you ask the right question,

Be prepared for the honest answer

But more than a part you wants to be here

However that may look like

But when it feels like it hurts

And it only gets worse,

Is it worth all that,

To still call it home?

Raw Currency

Raw Currency

I don’t know what currency is fraudulent

If it is spent borrowing

More than it paid for

All loose calculations

Buried beneath honest advice

What could as failed as proven

Before it could seize true worth

Animate me from silence

And the offer of a new question

Festering through a landscape

What have you purchased me for?

Save what you can and live within me

Surely own what is my liberty

Strung out to delight

Amorphous and elated

By your presence

Perfect

Perfect

I don’t buy you anymore

I don’t invest in your promises anymore

It never worked

It never fit

All this running toward an endless search

What has it left me,

Where has it left you?

Enough is enough

And when you really look at what is out there

It is more than enough

It’s a blessing poured out

The moment you realized

How far it is the striving

But how close is the peace

Leaving a perfect world can be

Finally, effortless ease

Be gone

A Perfect Plan

A Perfect Plan

Wander into a space

A place of forgiveness

What is there to own?

You’ll never have to pass it by

Too hurried to even notice

When at all cost

Seize the thought and the reminder

Awe, that it could be yours again

Simply put

I know what it is to keep running

I know what seemingly is not home

All there is to own

Is my voice calling you

Protecting you

Showing you there’s a deeper meaning

There is a quiet friend

The readied, assured

Has a perfect plan

Eternity

Eternity

Is there an ending

Extending forth

Before we had a beginning?

There in the space that transmits time

It waits withholding a forecast

In between that’s all that ever was

Screaming at the attention of another dream

Make me, tease me to be sure

What has to be,

Is it really all we ever have?

Then completely

Effortlessly

In love with

Eternity

Schermerhorn

Transport me through time

Into the instant where everything merges

I lead with my mind

But the spirit proceeds me

All that is falling:

The dust floating, dropping notes

Marked on pages

You teach me to hear this right

Softly only now the chandeliers bend the needed light

You forge a purpose bound by your presence—Your might

Tell me this is all that there will ever be:

Aisles flood from rows

Making this sanctuary alive from a dream

All my thoughts consumed upon the sound

Poured out primed for this audience this night

And what I am is here to teach

To feel you completely around me through me

This labor is nothing less than my offering

In time, what is patience?

I found it in the hour of my greatest need

Every passion provoked

To know the determination that breaks through in waves

Is my heart any less than what you, and everything else is made of?

In this place, I rest in my seat

My wife no less impressed

We wait for the conductor

Anxious perhaps?

No blessed

This is my gift

With the opening notes sent rippling through the space

There is something that begins to strike all of us

Today, You are more real to us

Awaken the pleasure that fills every octave

Your presence is poised released

This is the sound that makes us know:

We are more than souls just passing by

We are with you tonight, always for the ride

Consume within me the rest that fills this vision

Mark within me the life that knows—

So certain you have made us for this

We welcome and cherish the life you breathe through each instrument

The precision of a storm

Quickening to believe

You are in all of us

This Poem is actually the fourth segment of my epic poem "One More Day" which was written mostly in 2009.  The poem is set to be published when my 3rd Poetry book is completed.