A Bigger Love
I am certain of so little
But I know this hurt
This ache so familiar and old
I trust in so few things
But I believe that wounds
Can cripple the strongest with their hold
And I feel crippled now
Weighed down by the load
Of life in its harshest form
And I doubt the strength
Of any living thing
My belief has been stepped upon and torn
It is in these moments
When I question you the most
When I bang on heaven’s door with questions ready
Often there is anger
Where faith should be alive
But faith demands a bigger love that’s steady
These sacraments I turn to
To make my questions cease
Just raise more and leave me feeling dirty
A sip of wine, a taste of bread
A humble bow beneath the feet
The place you bled upon for me though I am not near worthy
And I feel crippled now
Tired and worn from knowing
That things between the two of us will never be that perfect
And I will always have to fight
To keep this small love growing
Ignoring all the times you gave love when I just left it wrecked
It is in these moments
When I question you the most
When I bang on heaven’s door with questions ready
Often there is anger
Where faith should be alive
But faith demands a bigger love that’s steady
To have faith I must then act
To act I must have love
To love I must confess
To confess I must then trust
That those I deem as enemies
That those I say I hate
Are just as worthy as I am
Of knowing time’s fair grave
It is in these moments
When I question you the most
When I bang on heaven’s door with questions ready
Often there is anger
Where faith should be alive
But faith demands a bigger love that’s steady
But I know this hurt
This ache so familiar and old
I trust in so few things
But I believe that wounds
Can cripple the strongest with their hold
And I feel crippled now
Weighed down by the load
Of life in its harshest form
And I doubt the strength
Of any living thing
My belief has been stepped upon and torn
It is in these moments
When I question you the most
When I bang on heaven’s door with questions ready
Often there is anger
Where faith should be alive
But faith demands a bigger love that’s steady
These sacraments I turn to
To make my questions cease
Just raise more and leave me feeling dirty
A sip of wine, a taste of bread
A humble bow beneath the feet
The place you bled upon for me though I am not near worthy
And I feel crippled now
Tired and worn from knowing
That things between the two of us will never be that perfect
And I will always have to fight
To keep this small love growing
Ignoring all the times you gave love when I just left it wrecked
It is in these moments
When I question you the most
When I bang on heaven’s door with questions ready
Often there is anger
Where faith should be alive
But faith demands a bigger love that’s steady
To have faith I must then act
To act I must have love
To love I must confess
To confess I must then trust
That those I deem as enemies
That those I say I hate
Are just as worthy as I am
Of knowing time’s fair grave
It is in these moments
When I question you the most
When I bang on heaven’s door with questions ready
Often there is anger
Where faith should be alive
But faith demands a bigger love that’s steady

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