Embers

Sometimes a log which has burned in the fire is recovered from conflagration – it may sit without the flames for some time as a heat from within it smolders in unseen chambers below its charcoal surface. Sometimes we who have long been engulfed by our passions are dragged from our burnings into the cold…

Man of Constant Sorrows

‘Blessed are you when men shall revile you, and persecute you, and shall say all manner of evil against you falsely for my sake. Rejoice, and be exceeding glad: for great is your reward in heaven: for so persecuted they the prophets which were before you.’ Ever get rejected?  Ever been maligned?  Ever had something…

The Day of Fire

I wrote this a while back, and just found it – it might be indicative of a sense of injustice I was experiencing under the circumstances I was in… kind of intense but I enjoyed re-reading it, thought I’d share:   He comes as fire in the night to burn awat the present fright; His…

Forgotten

It is cold at winter’s gate, and colder still: the heart of fate. She loves me not through day, and dawn, and scoff’s in spite as I live on. The winds of winter rip my bones, my soul cries out: ‘I’m all alone!’ And where is this, my sister fate?  I say from her to…

The Language of All Men

Do you see my face – have you glimpsed my form? Do you know the love I feel for children in the storm? Have you looked upon a tree? have you seen the stars? Have you read the longing cry of even your own heart? You say you do not see me, you say you’ve…

The Beauty of the Unseen One

Am I mad, as some may think? To love a man I cannot see? The question’s wrong, I see him now, always ever when I look He’s standing there. No longer pinned like bug display, but standing strong before. An aura of light surrounds my love, a sword in his hand is shining. Do you…

Adam, Where Are You?

Mankind, where are you? Hide you in the midst of the trees? But why? Ashamed? What have you to be ashamed of? Naked? Who told you that you were naked? Yes you are naked before the eyes of an all-seeing God; no hiding in the midst of the trees can conceal it – no garment…