For all of us who sin, and to some of us in particular, who are so often on my mind.
Let it Go – Lee A Buckingham, June 21st, 2010
Thoughts and memories plaguing me, searing my heart anew,
as deep wounds, freshly cut. My lacerated heart.
I bleed and weep, hating what is behind, what still may be.
Loathing the echoes of myself, left in me, echoing on.
I have nothing left, yet my pride clings to charred refuse,
hanging madly to its treasures.
Let it go.
Paul's war rages on, wages all.
Christ was right, is still pleading that I'm lost.
Not the past sins, to repent, but of the sinnerman
always alive, leading to the yawing, grinning hole.
Christ was right, there is no other way,
but through Him.
Now, then, always. I sinned, but worse,
I will always wander, run, crawl,
back to death.
I live so forcefully in that world.
I repent, not for past deeds, but of my self, my whole.
I must die, one way or the other.
Let it be in Your death,
my King, my Hope.
Even so, so strong he pushes back,
wrenching, screaming, begging, pleading,
for the darkness.
Sinnerman, all will be light.
Let it go.
The darkness is death, and that passing. Or else eternal.
Die now, and sleep.
Sleep now and wake anew.
One hope only remains to me,
that my Hope will finally slay me,
and let me live, finally and free.
Till then, let it go, let it go.
Grasping pride, in shame, fleeing shame.
Let it go.
Puff myself up, sinnerman, to cling to the falseness,
the shining, sun-bleached white,
of a skull.
Swell up and gorge on that hot air,
fed from the vents of Hell.
Cling to nothing, and die as nothing.
Burning, smoking, out.
Or die in Him and live.
Live His death and truly live.
Die to life and finally gain,
all that letting go can earn,
In loosing, losing, releasing, can be found
and only there is sought,
all that your hungry soul, my all, can ever want.
He will fill me, as I empty me
His blood will course
in my blood-let veins.
His life will live in my else-dead soul.
True life, true rest.
Hope now and wait.
Take courage, dare to kneel
take courage, dare to admit
the truth,
and be set free.
Let it go.
Monday, June 21, 2010
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