Not one of my poems this time, but rather the lyrics to a song which literally stopped me in my tracks when I first heard it at our mid-week small group.
It was during a time of worship at the end of the meeting that I first heard this via a You Tube clip. Rather than try and pick up the lyrics and sing along all I could do was listen and drink in what the lyrics were saying. There are times (not many I admit) when a worship song so arrests my attention that I cannot sing. I just have to listen.
However that was not it. Over the coming days and weeks I just cannot get these lyrics out of my mind. Almost every time I listen to it I have to stop what I’m doing.
This is something I do not want to write.
I want to turn my back on it.
To look away.
To close the door.
I do not want to go here.
But your hand compels mine.
Wherever I turn I see you.
You gently remind me of what I need to write.
A blink of the eye and I am moved.
Moved to a time and place before.
Standing on a sandy hillside, a watcher.
Behind a blackened sky I see three criminals.
Sentenced by that time to its justice.
A justice enforced by man.
But this is special, time has no parameters.
The dawn breaks.
The first rays kiss the tops of the waves.
The waves on the rippled glass that is the sea.
The wooden bow ploughs through this field of water,
that slowly curls over the wood.
The great dragons head eats it’s way through
the mists that veil the land.
Security is to be secure.
Secure I am in you.
You who made me.
You who drew me to himself.
You who loved me long ago.
You who forgave me.
You who takes me through life.
You who guides me in all I do.
You who heals me when I am hurt.
Love is a very powerful weapon.
But our minds convince us
that we do not need it.
We can survive on our own,
using our own love for resources.
Love is strange.
It is so beautiful yet it can hurt so very much.
But what is love?
How do I know it?