Don’t feed on tears, little one,
don’t feed on tears.
Ignore the call of ash and dust,
and overwhelming fears.
Shush, quiet when the dark
comes, and stifling heavy rain,
Don’t let it cloak and bind you,
with bitterness and pain.
Hush my child, reach for Jesus,
listen to His call,
and His blessing is upon your life
when you feebly call.
Step inside the door,
strange wan light, velvet curtain
and the muffled sound
of rearranging the mirrors,
bending pale lights here and there.
Clear sight, dismal rock;
thunder clouds clap and sizzle-
black oceans thrust up
blanket sand, voice in quiet,
still thank him, soul, and praise Him.
tensile grip is grace and truth
Love, justice partner.
steeped in a strange, stubborn strength
in it’s expression.
From Chroma Note: https://goo.gl/ScG4Hc
Whoever walks with the wise becomes wise, but the companion of fools will suffer harm.
Proverbs 13:20 ESV
roiling, turmoil, beckons-
darkest sadness livens voices-
blessings, beginnings, thanks
image-bearers joy, speaking love