Jonathan Noble

Jonathan Noble Sep 2014

My only friend is darkness.

All through the day I call on You, the Everlasting;
I stretch my hands to heaven, weeping and fasting.
Imprisoned in the darkness in the deepest abyss,
No friendly soul, no sound to relieve my loneliness.

What have I done, my God, to incite your anger?
Whom have I hurt to place my soul in such danger?
Yet You have cast me down into the lowest grave;
Will You not now hear me, my very life to save?

Why do You cast me off and reject me, my Lord?
In terror You unsheathe Your double-edged sword.
Your wrath sweeps over me like the terrible flood
As I plead the mercy of Your beloved Son’s blood.

But my only friend is darkness.

Note: Inspired by the 88th Psalm

Jonathan Noble Aug 2014

Afraid

Afraid to love,
And love to hate;
We reach above,
And fall to fate.

Afraid to embrace,
We embrace the fear;
No hope to trace
For those so near.

Afraid to dream,
And dream so dark;
Not but the scream
Of truth so stark.

Afraid to walk,
We cower so still,
And never talk
In our hell so shrill.

Afraid to learn,
And learn to fear;
So do we burn
Our soul so dear.

And never we see
This should not be.

Inspired late night by my beloved

#fear #life #hope #dreams

Jonathan Noble Jun 2014

River of Life

One River of Life, twisting and turning and every flowing,
And never changing, despite the winds of change blowing;
Quickly here, slowly there, brackish some and also clear,
Translucent and wholesome yet sinister and most austere.

Some fight upstream in hopeless effort to reach the source,
Only to tire and weary, to be swept along the River’s course;
While other swim and play and leap, hopping and popping
In the ever flowing current with ne’er an idea of stopping.

Not all swim; they are just carried along, ever quite content,
But all reach the same end no matter how the trip was spent;
For there each is engulfed in the Ocean deeper than deeps,
Vast and endless and peaceful, where the sun never sleeps.

#life #journey #spiritual #growth #mysticism

Jonathan Noble Apr 2014

And What is the Point?

Does the speaker speak for no one to listen?
Does the writer write for no one to read?
Does the teacher teach for no one to learn?
The judge pass sentence for no one to heed?

And does the world turn only to burn?

Does the actress act for no one to watch?
Does the jester jest for no one to laugh?
Does the fisherman fish for nothing to catch?
The advocate plead on no one's behalf?

And does the sun give light only to blight?

Does the infant let cry for no one to care?
Does the poor man beg for no one to give?
Does the sick ask a greater burden to bear?
Or the healthy one hope no longer to live?

And does the night despise the moon to rise?

Is it the dull man who is curious?
Or the happy man who's furious?
A life of purpose tempest-tossed?
The purpose of life forever lost?

And does God hear the sigh, the baneful cry?

Do tears mingle with the rain of serenity?
Does this story close at the end of a pen?
Do wise words fall from the lips of insanity?
Does farewell mean we never meet again?

Then what is the point... indeed, what???

#life #purpose #meaning

Jonathan Noble Apr 2014

Seasons

**** and crow
In effervescent snow
As Old Man Winter his north wind blows,

Gives way to the fair Maiden of Spring,
With no more lingering
As flowers sing

In warming sun,
Ever-growing life begun,
And Summer his own course doth run;

Leaves on trees
Then fall in the breeze,
As Autumn reaches rich life to seize

To give to Old Man Winter for chilling blow,
Quick death from below
As ***** yet crow;

But Spring, she waits thru snow to burn,
And the flowers return;
So seasons churn.

#life #seasons #cycles

Jonathan Noble Mar 2014

Do You Weep As I Weep?

Do You weep in the rain as I weep and groan my groans in the thunder?
Do You sigh a mournful sigh in the chilling breeze, aching as my heart aches?
Do I sense Your wrath in the lightening that rips the sky asunder,
As You feel the pain that pains so deeply in this my soul that breaks?

Like a sachet of myrrh between Your *******, my home is in Your heart;
I am still; I am quiet, without murmur as in You I have nothing to fear.

#love #depression #god #sympathy

Jonathan Noble Mar 2014

The Cross of Love

If we two were only the cross-plank, I and my soul-mate,
Upon the ground we would but lie in the muck and mire;
But fixed to You, upright beam, are we held in lofty state
Above shadows and bereavement and every squalid desire.

Yet so deeply is Your love driven into the soil of this earth
As two in one, we are ever rooted in all the world around,
So here we remain to love and live out the life of new birth,
Yet Your beam points above us, too; we are heaven bound.

We are secure in forever right balance, I and my soul-mate,
Centered upon You in holy marriage blessed from above;
For so did You for each of us create this most sacred estate,
This most mystical communion, which is the cross of love.

#marriage #companionship #spirituality