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I've written poetry since I was 11 (7 years ago). It is my hope that I have improved since then. A lot of what I write is meant to be used in a lyrical way, but I write strict poetry, also. I'm a buffet of words, so to speak.

Wednesday, March 08, 2006

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

1 Comments:

Blogger Lady Lore said...

That's pretty :)

5:20 PM  

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