Sunday, March 7, 2010

The Letter W: A Triptych

What I do

No matter what I do

The same things come round

I could cry til the heavens come down

Still I’d hit the ground

It’s the same place I go

No matter where I go

I end up here where you are

Can’t believe you’re still so far

I’ve burned, I’ve been burned

Had the ashes come down

Had the flames crash the crown

I’m still here in the place where I was

I’ve slept the sleep of children

I’ve slept the sleep of criminals

Cried a thousand crocodile tears

And wept for a forgotten Messiah

But it’s no different whatever I do

It’s this infinite déjà vu

It’s not me, it’s you

Because you’re the same no matter

What I do.



What if the water weeps

What if the water weeps

Sheds tears of lightning

Over hearts that keep breaking

For mountains it cannot climb

For seas with whose depths

It has been intimate

If the water weeps,

The world would be deluged

By schemes and plans

To unbreak hearts

For liquid sheds liquid

For homeless souls

For children who are

Whipping boys of a

World that has lost its way

The tears of lightning

Will strike at the tree on the mountain

In a country, in a continent, in a world

In a universe devoid of a God

That cries for the heartless

Because the water must weep

For the heartless

For where the heartless rule

Hearts break

Over lilies, over foxgloves

Over linnets, over robins

Over stray dogs and orphan rabbits

That might go without a

By your leave, a bye-bye

If God lets the water weep

What would be left there to sweep?



When I look at you

I remember what days were like

When I was unbroken and whole

When I look at you

The timid light you shine

Shows me that imperfect could be perfect

That flaws are the mark of strength

Left there by circumstance

To remind us of the deaths we cheated

I look at you and I believe

That my God is not lesser than their gods

That His love is infinite

And reveals itself to those

Who dared the limits of living

The sight of you is my port in a storm

That threatens to overwhelm me

As I sail through seas too rough for

The fragile vessel that is my soul

My earthly life will end

But between the finish and now is a journey

And when I look at you

I know there could be more, so much more

Only had I the courage to touch you.





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