Friday, April 17, 2009

I Wish.

I wish I was made up of bright blue sky
I could feel the clouds scurrying by
When it rained it would pour down inside of me
I’d be fresh and as clean as I can be.

I’d never do wrong because I’d have no brain
My brother says, “Then there’d be no change!”
Why do brothers get such joy out of taunting and teasing
They don’t notice me unless I displease them.

When I walked I’d be light, as I bounced off a cloud
I’d follow the sun so no bedtime’s allowed
No school and no homework, no boring old chores
I’d never feel tired…Oh, and I’d like to be tall.

I’m only quite small and a little too fat
I’ve always hated to look like that.
If I manage to change and be made of blue sky
Please glance through your window as I move by

I wouldn’t be stopping or keep you awake
If I catch you snoring I’ll give you a shake.
You need never miss me, I’d be always around
Have you seen the horizon? The sky touches the ground.

That will be me, so wherever you look
I won’t be knitting or reading a book
I’ll up in the sky chasing the clouds
And hear sighs of joy from the watching crowds.

W. B April 2009.

Thursday, April 16, 2009

From My Heart.

I want to pour out words of adoration
Just as they tumble from my heart
But then I also want to write the best
The most perfect work of art.

For only the best of my language
Should be used to describe You
You are my wonderful Heavenly Father
Perfect in all You say and do.

No words on earth could describe You
Your majesty and yet Your love
You are fearsome, mighty and Holy
The great Creator from above.

Dare I speak to You as to a friend
With my heart in every word?
Or is it alright when full of awe
All I can whisper is, “Oh, my Lord!’?

I’m so glad that the Holy Spirit
Speaks for me in wordless groans
That’s just how I’ve felt sometimes
As I wept before Your throne.

So God, You made me and know me
In every single part
And when I kneel to pray You don’t evaluate
My words, but You listen to my heart.

W.B. April 2009.