Verses In Progress

Later, I'll need to write about this week, and the death that touched everyone here in the missions community I'm a part of. Until then, I found some bits of verses that were started and aren't yet ready to be finished. This week, a life - a story - ended, though everyone else's stories are still in progress. 

City lights, so beautiful
The lives they represent
The progress and the hoping and the change

Still, I long to turn them off,
Every now and then to see
The stars and moon and planets in their range

Chase after solace
Find peace in the silence
Alone I must go,
Till together we’ll know
What to hold to so tightly
And what to let go

A rasping melody
is still musical
Even if it’s not music
A doubtful hope
is still optimism
Even if it holds doubt
So may we look for the lovely
in the midst of the mess
And have the faith to still proclaim it good

 

You’re more than just a body
an idea, or a name
More than a set of fingerprints
or something one can tame

No DNA or code of cells
writes up what’s all of you
Splendiferous, mysterious
comes close to what is true