“DRIP, DROP”

There’s an ache
It won’t go away
I carry it
Or it carries me
And the heart bleeds

(Can they see it?)

Years it’s been now
The reasons change with time
Is it their fault?
Or have I brought this on myself?
Carved space for what does not belong?

Do I like the pain?
Maybe
There is a certain reward
At least I know I can feel
I’m alive
Enough to hurt, that is

But still it seems foreign
An intrusion
Always unresolved
Always distracting

Some say embrace it
Aim the longing at Resurrection
Call out “Maranatha”
Until all tears are wiped away

Others say resist
Stand up
Accept no apathy
This is not abundance
This is not your portion

So I try it all
To no avail
Wondering if I’m at fault

Drip
Drop
Welcome or not
The ache persists
And blood yet leaks
Ever crying out
Silently
Heal me.

Answers remain
Evading

 

— Destin Michael

@destintweets

r e a l i t y

In darkness I fall asleep

Restless I may be

But I sink into your embrace

And dream within your heart

I awake, and new mercies greet me

And it happens over and over

Night after night

Morning after morning

From glory to glory

 

You meet me in my rising

You catch me in my falling

In my highs and my lows

Mountain tops and valleys

Your presence is inescapable

 

When I’m soaring, you are everywhere

When I make my bed in Hell

Again, I find nothing but you there

In ecstasy, in sublime delight,

And when I land at rock bottom

This Spirit remains the ground of my being

The surprise of your voice, never ceasing

 

In trusting

In clarity

In doubt

In wandering

At every turn

In every season

I am not alone

 

Encounters at my right

Signs upon my left

Surely goodness follows me

Haunting

Loyally

 

There is no more reaching for Heaven

Heaven’s grip is firm on me

There is no more seeking infilling

I’m in you and you’re in me

I’m as full as I will ever be

It’s an everyday discovery

 

There is no veil between us

No walls

No offense or separation

Grace has cleared my vision

And more and more I see

You are Immanuel

 

This is my breath

This is my life

This is my confidence

My deepest conviction

I am in Union

I’m caught up in Trinity

This is my daily bread

My eternity

 

Thank you for nearness

Thank you for here-ness

I recognize

I receive

And I live in appreciation

 

Inhale

Exhale

I am yours

And you are mine

And this is love

This is

Reality

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“Yellow”

The following piece is by a friend of mine, Ericka Goss. You might say it is a free-verse poem. I think it flows beautifully with the them of God’s nearness that fills so many of my own posts… Enjoy!

You are yellow.

Bright and teasing, you are the early morning sun hitting dew soaked grass.

You are the child’s screech of delight as they run through the sprinkler.

You are the overwhelming brightness of a beach at noon, illuminating everything.

You are blue.

Able to still my heart and calm my fears, you are like a quietly moving stream.

You are the cool breeze that rifles through my hair and kisses my cheek, reminding me that you are there.

You are orange.

You are the sky with the setting sun, blurring everything in your warmth.

You are the gentle glow of the campfire on an evening surrounded by loved ones.

Familiar and comforting.

You are red.

Like the warm blood rushing through my veins, you sustain me.

Your love whispers through the trees and smiles out at me from the flowers of the field.

You are gray.

You are a stronghold in times of trouble, mighty as a mountain.

Your strength thunders from the storm clouds and echoes through the ravine.

I look at all you have made and tremble.

But still, you are yellow.

You are a baby’s first laugh.

You are the bubbles in my chest about to burst after a joke.

You are the warmth of a loved ones hug, the tingle down my spine as I catch someone’s eye.

You are the stars in the sky twinkling gently over my friends as we gaze up at them.

You are…

Joy.

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Repost: Free Verse Poetry

The following is one of my favorite poems that I’ve written. It was previously posted on an older blog of mine.

“Listen to Me”

You have so much worth and value
Can you fathom how much you mean to me?
I look into the windows of your eyes
And inside is an endless realm of beauty
Just waiting to be explored
I tell you this over and over
Still resistance is all I receive

Now your face is downcast
Your countenance – guarded, hurting
You’re trying so hard to prop up those walls
To ward off anything that could end your poverty
Presenting an air of cool confidence
You claim you’re working through your issues
But your hours are spent wallowing in pity
Rationalizing despair and hiding from all who care for you

Please, join me
Help me in fighting for yourself
Welcome the hand of grace
Let it into the deeper place

I long to search out the gold within your heart
To help you uncover all that’s buried inside
Just stop holding onto the ghosts that haunt you
Let truth be the guide of your life

I will not stop
I will not give up
If I have anything to say about it
You will find hope
You will find love
Because you belong with me

Open up, I plead
Give me ear
Let winter come to an end
The Kingdom is coming near
It’s at hand
Just reach out
And I’ll take the lead

Trust me
And believe
I’m right here
And I’ll never leave
No, you are loved
And you always will be

Will you just listen to me?