Poem 6

You turn your eyes toward me and I,
feel my heart turn deep inside.
Did someone free the butterflies?
Around you, I feel my pulse rise.

How could I, Who made stars above,
Be so captured by such a love,
For you, my rose, my lily sweet?
Oh for you, Hell I would defeat.

I'm begging for your hand, be mine.
And we shall love till end of time.
Would I have less than all of you?
No, for my answer is, "I do."

Please do not go to other loves,
My greif would shake the sky above.
But even if my grief ensue,
My answer always is, "I do."

Your other loves, how I despise,
Can you not see it in My eyes?
They snatch away my time from you,
And now my answer's, "I still do,"

All for you I sent my prized Lamb,
You're faithless to the great I AM,
My heart is wrenched, my spirit slew,
My core, it screams out, "I still do,"

My voice is hoarse, can you hear me?
I'm waving still, can you not see?
My breath is short, your times are few.
I'm shouting, shouting, "I still do,"

And just when hope seems so far lost,
You finally recognize your cost.
The words I've longed to hear from you,
Are realized as you say, "I do,"

My heart rejoices, My soul sings!
My love, come rest under my wing,
You once were lost, but not you're found!
And now you'll be no longer bound.

I know your heart, I know you'll leave,
But in you, my great love I weave.
Every time, you'll come back home,
But this you always have to know.

No matter when, no matter what,
No matter how or whom you've cut,
You are My lily, rose of few,
My answer always, "I still do,"

Poem 5

A sound is echoing through the dark,
It is the sound of breaking heart,
The cup of suffering comes your way,
All you can do is softly say,
"Oh my God, can I go on?
All that dwelled in heart is gone."

The sound of night is crippling,
Promises past bring bitter sting,
A noise that rings inside your head,
Of deafening silence, soul that's dead.

But if you listened, you would hear,
All of creation raising cheers,
And loving Father, heart worn through,
Routing for your vict'ry too.

"The battle's already been won,"
He says, "Because of selfless Son,
Who now defeated sin and death,
Now you will only have the best.

"And though the bud has bitter taste,
A promise, I will solemnly make:
Your crown of ashes, I will cast,
And make a beauty that will last.

"My presence, I will always give,
Just as long as we both shall live.
Not ever will you see a day,
When I'm not protecting your way"

So now your heart torn open wide,
Let life and love rush swift inside.
Let peaceful breeze come wafting in,
And bring life to your soul again.

Let the beauty of His love,
Allow your heart to see above,
the sound of loss, you'll hear a peace,
That speaks so softly through the grief.

Allow your heart to breathe again,
The breath that you've been holding in.
Let the dream, long perished, to grow,
into a tree with roots of hope.

Let darkness die from brilliant light,
And death be overcome by life.
Let comfort take the place of pain,
And disappointment killed with gain.

One thing I know: I'm not alone,
Because of Jesus' shattered bones.
And by His pain, He made me healed.
He is my strength, my peace, my shield.

So now we sing a song of peace,
Because all pain shall soon be ceased.
There will not be a sword or knife,
For Jesus came to bring us life.