Prodding Me

to leave this dying flesh
to reach for the light
stepping out in faith
when I don't want to
leave the driveway. Lined with
my past. Simply, take me
to where it's just me and you.

How can I take my body
and bring it back to life?
that somehow breathes inconsistency
yet speaks prayers
that don't seem heard.
when everyone is asleep.

in the still night chill,
the ground a hard corpse
grass frost-laden,
my feet on
the wooden floor, pacing

pray and trust.
The grass that grows
began with a seed,
I am more than the stars
that swim free,
let go and believe.

work in progress

Oh wretched man, Paul said
when he debated law and grace
how he could want more but be
in a stale place. Between a woman
and a man, what is this

that tried to divide
Christ and His bride.
And I think on how
could it be
that I see her standing there

yet can't speak...
Oh, wretched man, it's time
to take a stand.
Through blood and tears
and break through

fear and insecurity
to lose then win
to break death and the power of sin.
Bleeding heart, I hear you cry
Oh wretched man, break free and be

go ahead and bleed--
at least you can feel--
Fight, Oh wretched man,
take a stand.