19 January, 2011

Sanctuary

This poem is dear to me (more than others). I know I should write more about God, but at times I feel like whatever I do write will never be able to justify what He really means to me (or anyone else for that matter). "Sanctuary" is from my Gray Matters collection, I hope you enjoy it. And Karen you're right about the perspire and saliva lines.


Sanctuary

A stolid android devoid of a soul
seeking refuge from this common disease.
Seizing scraps of hope with vapid control
piece by piece pierced and fleeced, peace father please.
The rigors of life sometimes overwhelm
and stress is too resilient to outrun.
Taking residency in Satan’s realm
temptation leads us away from the Son.

Will you will you be my sanctuary
and fill up the barren wasteland within?
Will you will you be my sanctuary?
I ask, but yet I continue to sin.

I’ve been a spiritual pariah
for far too long I’ve trespassed in protest.
I pray and plead, forgive me Messiah!
Grant me shelter from eternal unrest.
Kept preserved in an internal standstill
thirsting asylum under the Lords grace.
Emptiness consists as a vast landfill
entrenched and traced to a despondent place.

Will you will you be my sanctuary
and fill up the barren wasteland within?
Will you will you be my sanctuary?
I ask, but yet I continue to sin.

Cleanse me from these embedded shards of hate
life’s ills can manifest beside sorrow.
Counter balance the wicked and vile weight
and save my foul soul from the woe below.
Inside the haven of the Lord’s favor
loving kindness is the reprieved decree.
To be one with the Savior I’d savor
take all my flaws and wash me in mercy.

Will you will you be my sanctuary
and fill up the barren wasteland within?
Will you will you be my sanctuary?
I ask, but yet I continue to sin.

And all this time I’ve been blindly inane
God is the answer to all our questions.
When there’s nothing else left, He will remain
to forgive us for all our transgressions.

Will you will you be my sanctuary
and fill up the barren wasteland within?
Will you will you be my sanctuary?
I ask, but yet I continue to sin.

Will you will you be my sanctuary?
Will you will you be?