Signs of Life – 08/29/2011
Heart beating and mind lost in thought
Breathing quiet and no fear presses in
And yet disquiet rises from my soul
Satisfaction, illusive, slips from my grasp
Longing to be a hero
But mirror shows an ordinary man
Desiring recognition
Heart’s pride needs crucifying
Quiet voice calling my name
From the silence speaking
Surrender your dreams
Put to death falsehood and imitation
Give allegiance to the original
Creative spark had its beginning
One author and no one else
All imitations fail to satisfy
To what final place will we go?
And to what solution turn
When their entirety
Comes up empty
Quiet knock at soul’s door
Author’s voice whispers mercy
Hands reflect eternal sacrifice
Gift offered for our response
Repentance unlocks life eternal
Old man burns with cleansing fire
Author’s breath fills scorched lungs
And new creation rises from ashes
At Eternal Savior’s feet I rest
No where that I’d rather be
Surrounded by fellow seekers
Reborn from the same sacrifice
