Mentor

I am in awe when you open
my mind, when you reveal your
truth to me, I feel you inside
of me, comforting and teaching me
I hang on your every word, your
wisdom and infinite knowledge,
when you let me feel your
infinite strength I was humbled,
when you let me feel your infinite power
I was amazed,
I sat in awe of your
greatness, of your massiveness,
like a speck of dust next to a mountain,
I look up at your glory,
blinded by the intense light,
deafened by the sound of the angelic host
singing before your ruling throne,
then all is quiet, calm, peaceful,
I feel your hands, you open my eyes,
you heal them and restore my ears,
the love in your eyes fills me,
your voice leads me, compels me,
you lift me into your hand,
and I am overwhelmed at your
love and care for me, so small,
so tiny next to you, an infinite God,
you healed my heart and pain,
you fixed this broken man,
you have taken away all fear,
you have filled me with your peace,
you have made me happy and glad,
I will forever be with you,
my creator, my master, Abba.

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The Presence

Floating on the warm waves,
my flesh grows around me,
I can hear the sound of a voice,
my dreams drift to places never seen,
through the images I can feel you,
I hear you whispering in my ear,
telling me of your love and peace,
as the light shines down on me
I reach out to you.
You have always been there,
whispering to me,
comforting me, giving me peace,
when did I forget to listen
to your voice, when did I forget
your presence in the cool
of the morning hours?
Father, bring me near,
hold me in your embrace,
let your love wash over me
in this wicked hour,
reborn, I can again hear your voice,
whispering to me,
through my spirit I can touch you,
always be with me, my Father,
be my strength when I am weak,
carry me when I cannot walk,
my heart cries out to you,
one of your children,
I love you.

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The Battle

Why do I have this confusion?
Where does it stem?
I am full of bloody holes,
the bullets pierced my body,
the enemy mocks me in my
weakened state of existence,
the smoke rises from the barrel
of his gun.
Am I defeated?
What is this defeat?
The air smells of dirt and blood,
the battle is fierce and vicious,
the hordes of the enemy well up
around us in the blackness
ripping us with their burning
steel and fire.
Where are you my Captain?
Where are you my King?
We stumble through the darkness,
looking about, brothers have fallen,
friends lost, family gone,
why am I blinded, confusion reigns,
then I notice the hands over my eyes,
and the whispering in my ear.
Has the beast set upon me?
Spreading his lies in my mind?
Someone pulls the hands away,
then I see You, brighter than Sol,
You have already crossed the field,
behind the enemy lines You traveled,
alone and with one act,
the enemy is defeated.
Your light shines out in the shadows,
the enemies soldiers shutter
as they behold their general
defeated and bowed at your feet,
Your strength comes to us,
my wounds are healed,
by your authority we are renewed,
and we have the Victory!

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Control

There is a part within, inside,
Somewhere between here and there,
Between flesh and spirit,
Deep inside my soul, far, distant,
A part that swirls in my center,
A bridge across a gorge cut by a river,
There encircled by more than me,
That in this chaos is control,
How complex a creature I am,
Control for the raging storms,
A tower with a light inside,
Extending out its tentacles of light,
A small thin thread, pushed by
The strength provided outside,
Weaving its way through the cloth
That is wrapped and needs this spirit,
Control to balance the ragin

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Moment of Decision

A hollow hole of mud inside,
Deep within this spirit, my person,
The eyes that were blind can see,
A broken being I have been,
Part flesh, entwined with a spirit,
Confused and wandering with eyes closed,
So many parts, no many needs,
I need love, I need care,
I need a family, I need a friend,
A collar of iron, the wickedness,
A chain connected to this world,
Flesh split with the black whip,
Stagnant water to my knees,
Biting flies and leeches on my skin,
Lost in my fear, suffocated with rage,
Alone I was in this life.

Then a light broke the night,
Illuminating me fully, exposing my nakedness,
You came and freed me from this cell,
The book was opened, revealing its truth,
Inside my eyes its words spoke,
My spirit slept inside this pale flesh,
The truth pierced my swollen eyes,
You walked to the door,
A door of wood and iron,
A knock, softly shattered the silence,
My tears fell, I have heard the knocking,
Since my childish innocence broke,
My soul, my spirit, my body cry out
My Father has come for me,
A tongue of fire engulfed my form,
Inside it came, erupted into my spirit.
I am searching for you, please show me the way.

My Father, I need you, I opened the door,
Two fathers I have, one of flesh,
One of spirit, I will come,
Light brighter than a thousand suns,
Love greater than all love in life,
I am small, flesh and spirit,
My Father calls, He holds my hand,
I am only a child, lost in the dark,

Lost in this wicked world far from home,
My Daddy has come to take me,
To wipe away my tears, to strengthen,
To destroy the pain and loss,
The child with the blue eyes,
My Father is carrying me, protecting me,
I will not deny the Truth,
I cannot turn from my Father,
He loves me!

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Threshold

Crossing the threshold at rising,
The sun erupts upward from
Its nightly sojourn bring the fire,
Flames of light shining through a
Field of distant stars,
Come, wake me from this slumber,
Pain this sky with the crossing of color,
The star, pulls me through sleep,
Like a miners pick, breaking ice,
With bare hands, I reach upward,
Taking some fire from the tendrils,
putting its flames into my chest,
Passion, life, warmth, love,
You have given me life,
You have given me light,
You have given me love.

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My Storm

Some storms destroy, pillage the land,
Some storms bring life to the thirsty
Dusty plains in so many ways,
Some storms bury who we are
Through their falling ice and snow,
Some storms blow away what
Is not needed anymore among us,
Those storms, pale in my sight,
To what grows and spreads within,
A storm not of rain, cloud, or sand,
Not of wind, fire, or ice,
A storm, raw in its intensity,
My storm engulfs everything sometimes,
Like a three hundred mile rock,
Smashing into this planet, destruction,
In this tempest I hold to my faith,
That is my only hope.

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The Iron Cord

Something has forged an iron cord,
Wrapping it down my central spirit
Inside my body, this weak flesh,
Corrupt as each moment seeps by,
This cord, iron of steel, strength,
It binds my hands, holding me
In its grasp, keeping me from death,
My mouth extended to its fullest,
Echoes my frustration and anger,
My screams, my pleading, my groans,
To be redeemed from this pit of Hell,
The sickness and excrement of this Hades,
I have hold of the rope to safety,
The strength of this iron cord
Holds me to this rope, my hands burn,
The talons of demons dig into my legs,
Pulling me down, fighting I will die.

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Epitome of Disillusion

I hate this world and its lies,
I would destroy all these materialistic things,
I hate all the pain, death, hurting hands,
I would destroy those who make war,
What am I but nothing and void,
My skin is caked with slime, my failure,
It drips from my lips, nose and pores,
Disillusioned am I with this life,
I stand on this spike feeling it slide
Through my skin into my feet, agonized,
This sculpture of defeat,
As I am impaled by the spike of evil,
I see the world clapping, laughing,
All the greed, crime, and lust you love,
Though I live in this stagnant pool of disease
Everyday, apart of this rupturing virus,
I cannot get away, oh how I wish for that trumpet,
Give me peace!
Give me love!
Give me Life!

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Cracked Mirror

Who am I, this cracked mirror I see,
My face, the forming lines collect and disconnect,
What am I, this voice from my flesh,
My spirit, the energy pulses and shutters,
I do not want to be what and
Who I have become through years,
Those years of my life that have passed,
How I try, how I work to follow
These footsteps of a lone man of strength,
That man of love, man of humility,
My afflictions I cannot split and shed,
I love, cry, and wish to fly far away,
Lord, comfort me as I must survive
Through these tribulations, I must
Crawl with the weight, Please help me
With your healing hands.

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