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Oct 2013
Perched beneath the weeping tree
to signify the things that be
Left alone on a moonless night
the branches here have caused a fright
To shadow flee, and darkness wrought
here, and hither I am brought
Weeping on my knees at last
turned careless as it’s come to pass
Still here I lie beneath the day
seeking to unwind the fray
Of troubled thoughts housed within
my secrets crossed my body thin
Here I lie my soul held high
I pray the Lord will let me die
For here to death what graver day
what blessed respite, what truer way
Than to lay my cares all here,
but it’s death alone that I fear
Solace fleeting catch here nigh
but soul it seems at last will fly
Here at this tree i tarry still
the branches swaying, my body nil
For here I am condemned to be
ever pupil, never free
Till death at last his cold embrace
seeks one day my tired face
And then he will draw more nigh
no more, no more will I decry
I do not wish this upon another
my lot is here, I will go now, under
To bear the burden for a friend
his thoughts, not mine my soul is weighed
A burdened path i do now tread
seeking to find a weary thread
Woven through my pages thin
death here no more taunts me with sin
For i lie here, no noise, no din
your shadowy form is on the tin
Where the lattice & the fountain sweat
the fish dance in their own way
The aimless turn, turn and sway.
the red light high, the shadow falls
The anger swept, the raven calls.
Each feathered wing, from tip to tip
the candle wax begins to drip
A patterned verse all carefully crafted
this shadow falls, unmasked and tattered.
It seems to follow, despair and dismay
the light it fades with every passing day.
Each tear you cry it freezes in time
for the days go on, but this place is mine.
I cry aloud to find some solace
from this quicksand I would fly.
To wave my hand, wave it goodbye,
I must at last, I lie, I lie.
The shadow still, it stands and stares
I know not why, it harshly glares.
But ere I despair my gaze it shifted
And from the dust, my eyes I lifted
and saw a light though dimly burning
and my eyes again, again are turning.
Each feather falls, like eagles soar,
we scream at the clouds, they drop no rain
will nothing now ease this pain?
I saw a light, I know tis true,
I’m not alone, I won’t stay for you.
Fell shadow my fear you no longer own
for this dim light at last has shown
you for what you really are,
cast and crown you’ve fallen far.
Yet to show with compass rose,
where these shadows their road they chose.
But sinners still continue on,
I lie here, now and anon.  
Shadows torment and follow still
but they cannot my Light ****.
For ever since I caught a glimpse
I know my savior will draw nigh.
The light has come the shadow past
I will not stop ere day is cast.
For darkness hides and tides they break,
but nothing can my soul take
for here I lie, my mind’s made up;
I’ve seen the light the shadow’s cup
at last has dried, no more to fill
until the day has drawn at last
for me to lie here, the die is cast
I lie and dream no more to seem
a wanderer or a cloudy morn.
From me you flee, I carry the light
Through your fear I never shall be put to flight
For you have chosen, marred and crippled
to sit upon this floor, and listen
to my screams my agonized wails
and feed off my hunger, my scorn, my travail.
Seemingly no more to ride,
I travel on, through speedy decline.
Your mount is here, though fixed I am not
I move around like a twig torn down
Blown about by winds and tides,  
Shall I ever see the waking bride?
Or am I doomed at last to flee,
seeking for the blessed shores of eternity
finding no rest in mortal man
no friend to call brother, no place to bed
For if you my darling I shall wed,
fair Light you always were the prize.
You and I were made to be
One, and One in eternity.
How far we’ve fallen you and I,
still from these dark shadows I will hide
as the courage swells within
I know who I am called to be
my skin still stretched tight upon my bones
my teeth chatter, my nose it scorns
Though from behind I see the sneer
it follows still, ever near.
Oh blessed Light, come and shine
you make the darkness blind.
For in you there is none of it
at last in you I find my niche
for here no more need I fear
You ever, ever draw me near
and here I’ve found, no more to flee
I can rest my soul in Thee.
Written by
Brent Hamilton
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