John 8: 3-11

An Ode to My Father

I saw the ocean today, Dad
I thought I heard your voice
Rolling over the waves
I thought I heard your laughter
Crashing on against the Twelve Apostles

Sea gems of the Pacific

I ran to you
Chased the waves
Danced in the sea spray
Wiggled my toes beneath the sand

Did you see me Daddy?
Did it make you smile?

The sun was so warm
on my face
I thought it was just
like your tender embrace

I left a message for you
Its in the sand at Manly Bay
Look quick, Daddy,
Lest the waves sweep it away

You were swept away once too
It hurt then
But now I find you in this wild sea
Because where my God is

There you will also be.

A day shy of four years. Four years of looking forward to an eternity with you. I love you Daddy.

Freedom Ride

I love when I feel that sense of anointing. The compelling upwelling within my chest, the quickening of steps, suddenly I am running, running to You. With Your breath in  my lungs, I am coming undone. It was undeniable today. I didn’t get to mass. I am dry; my spirit is parched for Your sweetness. You carry me throughout the needle’s dance around the clock face, a sigh, quiet Thank You’s, and then…I am yours. The cable fell away as I turned the lock. My own uncertainty stripped away by the soft wind on my face. Spokes awhirl, the sudden spray of iron. All we are is destination nowhere.

I shouldn’t be so quick to judge this boisterous lady, with her stained dress and untamed locks.  Careful, if you ask her to dance she may show lift the hem of her stained rag dress, and reveal her petticoat! She has two faces, if you care to engage her in a simple conversation. Sit with her, she has a story to tell.

Uphill to uptown and through the maze of black and blue shutters, trimmed lawns and tacky garden ornaments. Every turn is the same, but each house is a portal. Maybe not, just enough of a doorway for my mind to take flight. A block from Canterbury. The lilacs are in bloom, and I can hardly keep control. Beauty is always a snare, suddenly I am lost. Turning about, yes I’ve seen that gnome before. There! The triad hues to take me back.

The sun is fainting out of the sky. There is the baseball game I passed before. Different now, but still the same game. Just as I am. Up the hill, where a shepardess once tended the cotton-tails. It was not so long ago. Up, up, up to the city on a hill. The city of God, or at least a hamlet. Loop-ty-loop beneath Frisbee skies, I just can’t stop the revolution of my heels. My heart is freer like this. Pumping, pumping, pumping blood, pumping legs.

The smoke of Fr.’s pipe curls into the air, insubordinate to the evening breeze. With tobacco in my lungs and cherry blossoms in my hair, I begin to climb the stairs. Yes, it is good Abba. These places You take me, this place I am leaving, and the place I am going. How much more will the pretty lady show me? Our time is short, and I have lost my dancing shoes.

To The Blue Fire Hazard

Blue umbrella, abandonned
In my hallway,
For your service,
How much do I pay?

The rain is falling now,
But you've been cast aside,
With ready shelter,
Simply waiting to provide.

How much more
Abandonned am I?
Where is my value-
When He had to die?

Yet, like you
I have a purpose to fulfill,
I offer my protection,
Wherever He wills.

A Dialogue

Face the music,
Or raise the flag,
A call to testify,
To that which you brag.

Hollow Hallelujah,
Depart from my heart,
Broken Blessings,
With Satan depart!

Answer My call,
As I answered your plea,
Restlessness is yours,
Untill you rest in me.

You are My lamb,
I have searched you out,
You are My Beloved,
Why does your heart doubt?

Katie, come home.
I want you with Me.
My Love is endless,
It reaches deeper than the sea.

Take My hand,
Do not let go.
This is My invitation,
To come and know.

Whose fear is this?
My heart sighs with desire,
My flesh is so weak,
Yet my soul is on fire!

I..want to draw nearer,
Take a deep breath.
I am filled with life,
I have saved you from Death.

This is our sonnet,
Our love letter address.
Of this sweet union,
Let the angels profess.

What comes next?
A sunrise, another day?
The chance to repent,
An opportunity to pray.

Speak to me,
I miss your words.
I feel so meek,
They sound so absurd..

Do not forget,
I became Man.
You words cannot disappoint,
confuse, or misunderstand.

I need peace,
confidence and light.
Be my comfort,
shelter, and knight.

Teach me to dance,
To follow Your lead.
Teach me to sing,
The song of the redeemed.

Make me a warrior,
Prepare me to fight,
Be my shield, my protection,
and keep me throughout the night.

Thank You for Francis,
And Reputo, at my side,
Ever my inspiration,
Ever my heavenly guide.

May these words be enough,
May the dialogue never end,
between us; You my Beloved,
You, my heart's best friend.

Thank You for these words,
And come what may,
Help me to rise,
With the light of a new day.

Hand Eye Coordination

Feeling so far,
Feeling so very near,
Choking back laughter,
Blinking back a tear.

Full of pain,
Full of grace,
Lost in blindness,
Gaze upon His face.

Taste the bitterness,
Taste the dirt,
Seek the humility,
Embrace the hurt.

Finish the race,
Finish the test,
Covered in sweat,
Nothing but the best.

Don't look left,
Don't look right,
A doubt, a stumble,
A flickering of light.

Where to run,
Where to hide,
Chaos rages without,
Deafening silence inside.

Lift your eyes,
Lift your song,
From where you are,
To where you belong.

Abba,
Bring me back to Familiarity.