Drizzle

Drizzle 8/14/2014

Some days weigh more than others

Pushing you downwards

Under concrete and steel

Too heavy to lift

And suffocating. 

There are things

For which there is no answer

And it is then

That we fall

Into the hands of God.

It should go without saying

That the golden age is over

As the world tips sideways

And gasps for breath.

But the pain of yesterday

And the obstacles of today

Make us who we are 

And we are the last of the first

And the first of the last. 

Greater things remain

Heroic and hard

As we drink the bitter remains

At the bottom

And at the end. 

Many have passed over

But they are with us

And we are with them

Everything

And everywhere. 

Sometimes the greatest battles

Are small and invisible

As we wage war inside our heads

Against darkness and death. 

                                             

But we can be saved

Even if we lose

By the grace of forgiveness

And the peace of God. 

But for us

And It must be good enough

That we cannot explain

Why we are here

And why we survive. 

It’s easy to judge

But harder to live

When the cold gray drizzle falls 

Inside of your soul.

We find ourselves in places

We never dreamed,

We would see,

And we are forced to start all over

Back where we started again.

The journey uphill can take decades

But you can fall down

In the blink of an eye

As all that you worked for

Is all washed away. 

Defeat and shame

Happen every day

But only for those who can feel it

And acknowledge the pain. 

The good often suffer

And press in on themselves

Imploding from the outside in

And dying every day.   

But, we should never forget

That the world is fallen

Dumb, heartless, 

And cruel. 

The world goes on

With or without

But we must carry on

And keep trying. 

God is here

Even if we cannot see

And it is that assurance

That makes all the difference.

Pray for me

As I pray for you

That none shall be lost

Everything gained,    

And everyone found.