28/12/2012

Revelation

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Deeper than my soul can go

My Lord has gone and all I know

Already known, and my despair

Is but distrust for all His care

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And this distrust is but a creed

By the Devil to mock my need

And taunt me by my blinded eyes

With the loss of all I prize

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But not undone, my soul is still

Surrendered to the Father's will

And if I ever lose this sight

Dark indeed must be my plight

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Which I create for my own end

Not done by Whom I should depend

Upon. But I trust Him, for I know indeed

He has answered all my need.

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Not once but many times again

I've borne, but never was my pain

A tenth of what my Lord has known

Reaping what my sin has sown.

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Tho' once I thought, unique to me

Was all the hurt and misery

For who indeed could understand

That misty, groaning, shadowed land?

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Who indeed could walk my road

Along with me, and bear the load

I only bear? All I comprehend

Unique. Beyond the reach of friend.

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Beyond the reach of even words

Upon a page, although I purge

Away my passions thus. I find

E'n more within my mind.

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A well, a fountain opened up

To taste the gall on which I sup

That mockery, to self-express

What I would not dare confess

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My strength in words! Ah yes, indeed

Thus the passions written, freed.

But what behind? For every word

Must meaning have or be absurd.

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And cheap to find upon a page

Is wisdom or opinions sage

Of men. Who have from dawn of time

Outwritten any poem of mine.

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I've tasted of that earthen well

Within where all opinion dwell

That man may give, and paid the price

They ask for heeding their advice

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Thus turning all my eyes and ears

From Truth, to only what appears

And pleases men. But I found they lied

And by their folly many died.

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That tainted well not fit to taste

And all my mind is put to waste

In slavery. Far too great a cost

And nothing gained for what is lost.

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I turned away from words of men

Within or yet without my ken

My child's heart reached out for hope

And found it not in human scope

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For I had need! And on it drove

Me to find that Treasure Trove

Wherein is stored the Substance sought

The Truth which over men have fought

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Elixer of all Life, to drink

From this Well, stand on the brink

And cusp of our Eternity

And find an Answer to my plea.

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An Answer greater than I knew

Encompassing all! Substantial. True.

Wisdom not of man, and real

Enough to pardon, and to heal.

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I wanted more than man could give-

I wanted Hope wherewith to live.

I wanted Life itself to be

My passport to Eternity

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My life was empty, and was vain

Despair a mockery of pain

My soul, a broken wounded thing

Without a voice wherewith to sing

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God granted healing from His Book

And simple faith was all it took

In simple Words, which out of love

God sent to men from up above.

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Not far from me, but close at hand

The Truth I sought to understand

Not hard to find, but clear as day

Once I bowed my head to pray

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His Spirit and my soul combined

In battle for my heart and mind

Which once surrendered to His care

Put the lie to my despair

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I found His Truth sufficed for all

My pain and troubled mind. That Call

Once heard had given purpose; life

And stilled my heart of inward strife.

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My Grounded Hope is strong and sure

Despite all tempests I endure

My passions may be changing; weak

But not the Truth whereof I speak