Showing posts with label Darkness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Darkness. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 19, 2014

All Along

Am I here, or are you there?
Sitting on a cold hard floor.
Testing the limits of space.
The room seems to shrink.
As I sit here in the dark.
I wonder if a spark will ignite.
Balance out the darkness.
Thick like a hanging fog.
It settles around my body.
I want to reach out to you.
Though I fear rejection.
Would you move away?
I hold in my own lingering fear.
Yet it presses down.
Like a weight on my chest.
Not knowing if silence,
Or rejection is worse.
Would you hear me speak?
Would you listen to me?
I open my mouth.
Words refuse to come aloud.
So instead they scream inside.
They say, "I'm right here."
"Look this way, see me."
Yet I know this is pointless.
Who can be seen in such?
Darkness, as it crowds about.
I feel something against me.
Lifting my hand to see.
Panic sets inside of me.
Blind! I cannot see!
How can I possibly be seen.
If I cannot see myself?
Tears prick the corners.
"Don't leave me alone."
I think, but do not speak.
The floor grows even colder.
The dark becomes thicker.
A sob breaks the silence.
It was my own choked tears.
I can make a sound!
"Yah, I'm right here."
"Please save me from this."
"I've been lost for so long."
The courage to speak up.
Lightens the thickness that surrounds.
I hear a stillness inside of me.
As if telling me,
"I was here all along."
That I just needed find.
The courage to ask for help.
Light has found it's way.
Into this darkened space.
I've been rescued from this prison.
Warmth settles back inside.
I now have my voice again.
If only I knew.
He was there all along.


Copyright 2014 Lauren Hall ©

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

In Darkness They Sin


In the night you come to us.
By the way of dark you step.
Quietly in the rising mist of night.
Silently you wait in time.

Tears of those surround.
Casket laid upon ground.
Dark figures hunched in agony.
Such a loss to bear.

Heavy, pounding is the heart.
Sadness spreads through in silence.
Burden becoming heavier with wait.
The figures begin to move.

Away they walk from this grove.
Leaving behind their sin.
In await of one who will take thereof.
Away from their midst in dark.

For what guilt is there in dark?
Left thereby for another.
Is it not the way?
Leaving sin for another to bear?

Gone is the evidence of the visible.
Deep within hearts there spreads.
Too great a loss to be filled.
What can fill with such sorrow?

Light is brimming the mountain.
Sin still fills the dark crevices.
Of the heart hidden behind.
The sin of the foolish.

Who bears the burden of many?
Man is not our Saviour.
Casting out this old foolishness.
Who but one can take our sins?

Spreading light reflects a truth.
Looking as much like forgiveness.
The sun rises in the east.
As we watch the rising sun.


Copyright 2011 Lauren Hall ©