The Word

Musik: Lacrymosa - Evanescence
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Filme: Cry Baby (Walters)
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I guess I wrote this poem about God, Jesus, the holy spirit. All and each of them. I got the idea from a very enlightening seminar I went to about God's role in our lives.

The Word

You are infinite,
You are the word…
The word, word, word;
The word is everything.
Vastness, unquantifiable distance, ineffable peace-
You are within me, without me, all that I am.
You are all that matters,
Your love is strong as death…
And such love!
Such burning, fiery, scalding the very skin
Such love!
One cannot comprehend its savage intensity.
Oh, it is more, more, more,
Than I could possibly ask for.
Your grace, your goodness;
You are the very meaning of these words;
The actual meaning, the literal, the perfectly logical
Yet defying all of these things,
Beyond, above them.
You are passion, excitement, joy
You are my lover;
And you fill me with such zealousness,
I feel that it boils beneath my skin,
Can scarcely be contained within my fragile body.
And yet, you are my brother;
We are part of the same kin,
We belong together; know every quirk, every childish laugh,
We are innocence together,
And I look at you with astonishment, wonder…
You are my best friend,
Even as I reject you, still you remain,
By my side, a constant, never faltering,
And you know me better than anyone ever could.
But you are my Father;
You conceived of me, brought me here,
Cared for me every step of the way,
Heard my sins; forgave
Let me rest upon you, guided me;
Were there to protect me;
Just as you were my shepherd,
Carried me, did not let me stray;
At least, not beyond salvation –
I was never beyond that,
Such was your glory, the amazement with which you absolved me.
And I long for you…
My entire essence aches for you,
Though I did not know that it was you I ached for –
You knew it, were patient,
Let me come to you.
If I could only command such patience!
I wish to know you, all of you
As you know me.
I wondered…how long you would forget me;
How long you would hide your face from me-
Me having such sorrow in my heart,
Such disarming, consuming disparity
Had you forsaken me? Were you far from helping me?
But no, of course, of course not!
And if only I would listen,
I would be filled with your grace;
Your grace could salvage me, heal me,
If only I could be patient, peaceful,
Then joyfulness would come.
I know now that you are the word;
You are all and everything,
The word, the word, the word…