November 21, 2011

a smoke in march with the boys

In that space amid brothers' candlelit conversation
intermittent with dark, Irish thirst...
Better than blankets! --We were wrapped into warm thoughts.

We sat with the lion of March,
His toothy grin in ours pressed into the bits of pipes,
ALIVE as the scratched matchsticks roaring
to the deep encouragement of bourbon-soaked cherries.
A thin, yellow wisp of sulfur appeared for a moment and hung
--a coarse, single hair on His mane.
It faded along with our frozen breaths,
faded like our fears in the presence of the King of Spring,
though our windows rattled with His southernly blows.

We drew courage

and love,
exhausting malaise into a great cumulus pall gathering above,
looming pregnant with new growth over a season of doubt.
And like children on the neck of a great beast, we clung
to one another in the hope of new life

in a dissipating winter.

October 21, 2011

Part of a Whole

I am a part of a whole;Adam, he purchased my soulto the hell that I amfrom his sin that began Death
and grew

from federal father. That manbeget, like leaven, a man;and, onward and ever,the race rose and deliveredus damned.

I, black as the darkest of nights,loving the darkness... a Light!--Your Spirit shown into my innermost being.And, I knew
I would never be free;a part of the whole guilty thing.In Adam, I own The Fall.
Yet, I sin
But kindness, oh mercy You showedin Jesus--my very own.My history wrentas His body you spentfor my sin.

Your wrath shook the heavens and Him,as He took in His body my sin.As fully You punished,that much I replenishmy hope.

--That anew, a new Adam is He;
new Life I have, sinless and free;
a new race, a new seed
a new Father for me,
a new family.

Oh, I am a part of a whole;
Christ, He has purchased my soul.
To God I'm redeemed,
and for this I sing My thanks.