More distant more cold
The frigid waters freeze your fear
The frothy fog fades the shore
Swing low and stare at the stars
Ice halos around each twinkle
Born of broken wishes
Frost lays her sheet across your bones
There is no worry here for you
Be at peace and sink below
One with the salt and the sea

The future holds a blinding grief
A day that shatters all belief
Stripped of fire and lustful thought
Midnight dreams, burned to naught

A day when I no longer care
Have nothing left to give, or share
When your fire no longer burns
When my heart no longer yearns

Creeping like a deadly bane
A poison seeping through my brain
Bringing light to weary eyes
Stripping bear the thin disguise

When at last I choose to see
All the reasons assaulting me
A jolt to wake the sleeping lamb
A day to remember who I am

One day my heart will cease to crave
Will lay the passion to the grave
Time, a salve to help me heal
My soul will learn again to feel

So many years, I gave to waste
A decade that I can't replace
Loving you, my greatest sin
I should have known from where I've been

So close now, I see the signs
My heart has read between the lines
There's nothing left of you in me
No reason I cannot break free

The day of reckoning, is at my door
Dark clouds gather on the shore
A storm that rips you from my soul
And leaves behind a gaping hole

I'll hold my breath until tomorrow
The clouds will pass, as will the sorrow
And with the sun and cleansing tide
My rainbow waits, the other side

I have poured out my tears, so I understand .
The hurting needs healed so very desperately.
That they have turn to the bottle or drugs here.
To take away the overwhelming pain they have.
I have been there myself in California to be exact.
When a woman that I cared about rejected me.
But still the Good Lord delivered me later from it.
He was trying to reach out to me through it all.
So yes I can feel your pain and am praying for you.
To be delivered of it and then healed of it too.

This has nothing to do with the Absolute -
     this idea of God.

In childhood, God was the loving
     Father in the sky -
Outsized, sporting a flowing white beard, and
     ever attentive to my prayers.

Now, God is an abstract notion -
     transcendent and immanent,
Infinite, eternal, and
     difficult to embrace.

But all of this has nothing to do
     with God -
All these continually mutating
     mental constructs.



- fr