As the stars dip tonight
and the dawn light casts upon the heavens
I stand on broken, bended knee
Asking for you
How many times have I denied
how many dreams slowly forgotten
in the laughter of sheets
I have walked the tired road
Many a poet followed
and I am at a loss for Word
my breath, ragged and empty
as the moon shines full
and the wind, pregnant with joy
flows graceful upon my shoulders
Those names aren't mine anymore
I gave them in love and they sail
seeds on the gales
For my days will be spent amongst the desert
wandering
in Christ
Suffering
In Word
to speak and not be heard
To see empty skies and dried
rivverrun
To touch cold lips
and kiss
the dead as they rise
If I could be forgiven
For the angst against you
If I could be forgiven
of the sin of my heart
I would walk with the great men,
the wisest ones
the gifted of thorn.