Kneeling
I’m sorry
I’m tired
I’m sorry I’m tired
I should have given more
In better ways
To serve the Lord
The people of the Lord
The planet of
The Lord
And shall you forgive me
I think you shall
Because you’re perfect
At such things
And I am punishing myself
And you know that
And yet you love me
With a perfect love
Not to let me off the hook
Any more
Than to let me go
There’s color in repentance
Moving from
The black and white of sin
The stories in which
Color
Wondrously appears
As if we’d never known
Such a thing
Before
There’s texture
There are layers
In the Earth
They have colors
Too
Everything is better
We can hear
The colors
From within
And taste them on the surface
Through and through
We let
Everything improve
As health
After sickness
When we never thought
To feel
At all well
Again
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There Could Be Light
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Lord,
I have not listened
I have not loved with a loving heart
But with a larcenous heart
Love for sale
I kept it mercenary
And in other matters
I know I’m not rich
I’m not talking about money
But the other ways in which we thieve
Each other
When we’re tempted
When we’re frightened
When the need is so deep
Or so it seems
Could be illness
Could be we make it so
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I do not know the path
Before me
Even that there is one
For I have left the way
That had light for
The one walking
In anything like truth
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There is no light
I am lost
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I have stopped
I cannot move
The lack of light feels like
A weight,
Though that might be delusion
For how can nothing weigh us down?
How did I feel substance
In the light,
Which did not weigh me down?
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Well, I’m speaking to you now
There was a spark
Left in my mind
I can’t talk of value with
The one who gave me life
But there is life
Maybe you’ll show me
Speak through one sense
Or all my senses
Correct my course
Give me one
Since I have no direction
And it seems no power
And I have a need
(real need)
To find my light
To find my way
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Moody Forest
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