I knew the song well,
well before I saw it,
saw the title, first,
carved deep
in an old wood school desk
in the gable room
of my historic fachwerk church
in the heart of Cream City.
Each time
through the decades,
I heard about
the desert that had turned to sea,
I thought of that pen-rutted,
scarred wood,
revelation writing,
hinged desk top.
Will that still be
my embedded memory
now that I’ve seen,
second,
decades later,
in the desert,
the no-named
equine tribute
live?
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I don’t know why she/
needed to sit next to me,/
but I’m glad she did.
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Too often my truth/
gets changed to fit my desires./
I must obey Truth*.
OR
I must obey Him.
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Sitting in the pew,
I am
A clean slate;
An empty chalkboard;
A white doc;
A unformed lump of clay;
A tilled garden;
A blank canvas.
I wait to hear
What He will say;
What direction I should go;
What I will change;
What He wants me to do;
How to best obey.
I’m willing to turn
my life over;
Fill my empty,
clean,
white,
unformed,
tilled,
blank
heart and soul and mind
with His directions.
Begin.
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When u get something/
you’ve always wished for, how do /
you beg: “Please! Don’t stop!”?
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The art in that church/
wasn’t made with brush strokes, but/
with smiling faces.
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I never doubted/
the Gospel’s truth. I doubted/
*my strength to live it.
OR
*my faith to obey.
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There’s a empty space/
in church. You’re missed. I’m sorry/
I missed your funeral.
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Nearly dead, her aged/
arm hugged her husband. They played/
footsies. I crave that.
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She spoke from her life’s/
wisdom. We could have stopped Church/
meeting with “Amen”.
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