Wednesday, June 26, 2013

race





Far and away
I run to you.
I've never caught up-
But what else can I do?
I've tried to break in
And you've somehow shut off...
To the figure I say
Once was mine.

I see you inside
The tango of peace
versus insanity;
I pray its release
In the dark watches
Of night
Find relief in His Word,
In His blood,
In His Promises.

Tell me how
to catch up;
Catch up to your heart.
I'll break in,
Hold your hand,
and I'll try not to talk.
It's the words
more than anything
that betray me.