Fragile Hope
As I wait, exhausted, at the end of fragile rope
You bring order to the madness and whisper, "Just have hope."

Quietly you speak and my wild thoughts are calm
As I wait and sadly listen, I find no pressing harm.

You strip from me the fear, the doubting and the shame,
And you hold me, oh!, so closely and fully know my pain

I listen to the song, and still the music plays
And I know that you are truly the only one who stays.

The tears still streak their soiled paths quickly down my cheek
For all my pointless blustering I know that I am weak.

So I try to just relax, to trust and be your child
But I think this may take longer than just a little while

And I cringe in fear at  thoughts of any further time
'Cause it seems to cloud the knowing of your gentle peace sublime

Its hard to yield my grip when yours is still so crushing;
To loosen now, I fear, will leave me holding nothing.

So as I sit here like a child and wonder at the pace,
I lay my head upon your chest and beg you for more grace

To trust your love and hear your heart until I see your face.
And in this quiet moment, I've finally found my place.

The pain's not gone, but stays a song that tells me through the tears
That with his gentle mercies I can bravely face the years.


written by the lufmiester, 2003
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