life & loss
freedom & hold
count the cost
of Your presence i fold
into the Light
after Your heart
Grace at night
pierce the dark
take Your time
but don't wait long
for us to outshine
this bitter prologue
is the plea too early
am i asking too late
Love covered mercy
outlasts rotten bait
enter third Heaven
thick as the fog
experience stands leaven
as i pour out this log
visions of You
and the life i take
long overdue
are these perpetual states.
J.W.S
6.6.10
