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by Red Lady Mar 15, 2008 category : Life, society / faith, religion
"Earthen Rose" Written by: Red Lady In the constant darkness I strain to see What I was and who I am to be Unless this sharpened shard's removed My persistence -- spread thin -- ...and then reproved. Instill this Voice whom I barely know Make me graceful and let me show I need this everlasting desire Pick me up from this filth and mire Straighten me, my limbs are bent back My bones in the fire -- it's the marrow I lack Instead of confusion let my sight remain clear And let me hold on to the souls I hold dear This time I'm serious... the questions are spent No more shadows to the dreams I have lent Curse what I've done in my past -- it shows It pierces through to what everyone else knows... Can they not see that I am different altogether? Can they not believe in the power of your Shelter? I hate this sand as it comes amiss Let the rain cleanse away the oncoming abyss... Let me grow into the armor You've created I'll use the sword that I so foolishly berated. Let me pick it up and understand how it's swift Let me dance in Your presence and in Your Spirit drift I hold all the pain of my past set aside... ...To remember only. It's in me You abide. It's so clear as to Whom and to what and how Why and where and when to bow And every time someone asks me why I'll answer, because, it's every day I die. I die to the world -- to the flesh and the same I was unclean and it was I who was to blame. I'll slip on this white garment -- it's sheer blue and green I'll polish the Sword until my face in it doth sheen I'll dance with bare feet on the dews of the mist It'll be ecstacy divine when Your Spirit assists! In Your gaze watch me twist; watch me twirl I'm lost in a daze and my silver garment swirls In You I am thirsty, how I miss that inner peace When I spread open my arms and I go down to my knees Breathe upon me, in my veins rush Your power The drops of eternity rain upon me in this everlasting shower My hand upon my mouth, I surrender my flesh And the scents of earthen roses rise to greet me so fresh.
by Sarah
This is beautiful. Very well written 5.5