If stars could sing,
Lord how glorious their songs of praise would be!
If they realized the warmth of the sun was powered by your embrace,
Lord how radiant they would shine for you!

that christmas in whistler
you led me towards something
glorious

i met new people
we shared stories
and i stood by the mountain
while skiers came towards me

gracefully

like a dance upon the snow
synchronized
your presence was everywhere

i could finally see
as your beautiful crystals
showered me

your sun still came to shine
and the star upon the trees aligned
and when it was time to get in line
i saw others just like me

alone at christmas time

oh Yahweh
oh Yahweh
almighty one

how pleasing to know
you chose me
for your son

strings from heaven
a revelation song
praising the lord of lords
who conquered babylon

his word is his bond
he returns for the ones
who overcame and repented
his kingdom has won

the wedding shall begin
i am part of the win
with my finest white linen
prepared to meet the king

his love is sacrificial
righteous
and sweet

his kingdom is like no other
a peaceful joy  
time to greet

How the hand you extend is marked with scars
How familiar you are with rejection
How beautiful are those discolored stars
How none have been touched by hate's infection

How many are tears that drip on your chest
How much heat they hold, all stinging and strong
How much love they hold, how much do they bless
How strange that they're for the one who did wrong

How much do I ache when I meet your gaze
How my heart feels like it's all out of joint
How much does it break as you gently say,
"How could all you've done ever be the point?"

I burst my seams trying to hold your gift
A miracle hug across a great rift

Lightning tongue
Brother tree
Strike the dirt
Breaking free

Roots emerge
Like a snake
Snap like cords
Crack the lake

Speak sword-tongue
Cut me loose
Catch me with
Holy noose

Let me not
Plead, "Away"
YHWH God
Lord, please stay

Earthy tongue
Gentle words
Friendship won
Nesting birds

Turn about
Long ago
What's that sound?
I don't know

Dove wing tongue
Remind me
Of all that
Love spoke He

Calm me down
Know my groan
Report back
Glowing stone

Let me speak
Orphan tongue
Granting me
Only lungs
Solely You

There she lies curled on a cold concrete slab
Eviscerate midsection gushing blood
And her face and clothes are ***** and drab
Ruinated thoroughly with thrown mud

Sometimes I wonder if we're wielding rage
In service to the worship of our self
Never realizing our flaws and their wage
Tucked them away on an overlooked shelf

Hearing her husband's heart-weary crying
Ever we play the unsatisfied spouse
Villains pursuing which leaves love dying
Ever we plot to be first in the house

I guess you're right as I stare at the floor
Left gut-stabbed, she can't hurt us anymore