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Oct 2018
Distant lands call to me
Yet I've never seen them or met them
I tread familiar woods with my bow in hand
Arrows at the ready
A steady gaze and steady aim
Daydreaming of green bluffs and castles, pyramids, and mystic temples
My heart seeks true, my quiver full of those that seek
They will not miss, they will not sin
The feathers are lined perfectly, my string is taut

He who makes falling stars made my arms
He who made burning suns that pierce the deep dark of space made my heart...
Which burns with a fire greater than any star
My eyes were made by Light and Love and have been gifted to see deeper...
To acknowledge the Divine that dances in realms unseen from summer to spring
Where time ebbs like diamond webs that shimmer under the weight of light
My legs were made by the Awesome and Mighty to climb all heights in spite of gravity
And the sweat of my brow a great many trinkets, liquid gems that soak and sink
I loose the energy within
And like a glinting beam the arrow streams and gleams
It seems to pierce the shadow with a shout
"Let me out!"
It strikes true...

Her heart is pierced but not wounded

She slowly falls...so slowly she falls
Her gaze upturned, eyes made of the same Light and Love
Heart hot enough to sear a star
Arms that pull like a singularity - that drew me to her, breaking down my barriers
Legs, also made by the Awesome and Mighty that make the chase
And the sweat of her brow an inspiration, like a tiara worn by His princess
A daughter of the Divine...

My heart is pierced but not wounded

I sent her my love, streaking in all the glory and light granted by the Divine
I loosed my love by my own hands, hands made by the Protector of man
Yet she ran
She ran to a distant land, her fealty a part of His plan
And here I stand
Quiver empty and waiting to see
If my aim was as true as can be
I pursue as the Master of the Hunt has taught me
Daydreaming of lands in which I long to be freed

My love is still with her
And my Maker leads me on to deeper woods
Into which I disappear with only my bow and my wits
To test me with things dark, that have clawed their way up from the pits
I am my King's knight, armed and prepared to fight
To fight for what I believe is worthy and good
To be understood by Him and her and them
As a stable and true man - who seeks the highest Engineer's plan
I smile as I step into the brush
Running through with my adrenaline rushed
My enemies seek to unseat me, this small king
But my honor is sealed with He that sings
The song of creation and love
I hear it
I hear it still
And ever will, from this dark forest into eternity
I dance forward laughing in the face of evil intentions
Confident and fearless as my God rebukes them
The great hunt promises to be long
But my energy and desire continue on
Will she allow my arrow, my love, to fill that space?
Will I ever again glimpse her resplendent face?
A smile and joy that outshines other lights
A heart and warmth that brightens dark nights
Will she remember me in that distant place, a heart still pierced?
This hunter is being refined, his determination fierce
I hear You
Your autumn's song
"It won't be long, it won't be long"
This dark forest's death brings bright colors
Washing away all those dull grays
Her melody mingles with Your love song
My heart is strong
My heart is strong
Written by
Joshua R Wood  39/M/California
(39/M/California)   
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