With an old secret
I sank into her endless eyes
Pondering over laws
That effected such marvel
And leased me to madness
Words were melting in my mouth
She, refraining her turn of phrase
A tear rolled down my cheek
Stirring passion's tongue
A tear rolled down hers
Wielding my soul ablaze
I rejoiced in silence
Lest i betray my confidence
She handled my eyes
Spotting my inference
I could no longer bear
The fruits of my fear
I leaned over and touched
Her sculptured nails tenderly
Freeing my emotion
She smiled coyly
Sealing my devotion.

Lord the Christ, you are Good you are Perfect too.
Lord the Christ , only you God deserve to be worship.
Lord the Christ, for you have been around forever.
Lord the Christ, for only you speak true life into the world.
Lord the Christ, you are loved by your people right here.
Because you have loved Us first while we were still sinners.
Lord the Christ, you have inspire your people to die to self.
Because while you, walked the earth  there was no sin within you.
Lord the Christ, you are so Beautiful, and only you deserve Praise.

Resting the mind is not easy
it dances like a sparrow
and speaks like a babbler
seeking the minutest grain
from the jungle of weeds
tweeting what it has to say
from one perch to the other
in all weather.

Then the aching wings falling slow
by the cold north wind
find no worth in the haste
seek a rest
perching upon some heart.

When unbroken silence is all it has
the mind rests easy in peace.