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fragile thoughts soon forgotten

Wednesday, February 22, 2006

in the darkness

God help me see you
in the crevices of humanity
the worn-out walkways
the resounding gong of feeble cathedrals
the masses of mildewing murmerers
each believing you hear her

help me see you
in my mother's tired eyes
shaky hands and fragile sighs
the doctor's entrusted tools
the sobbing of a woman come apart
forced to wear a wig and then embark
on a new faith-walk with you

help me see

2 Comments:

At 8:46 AM, Blogger kanadians in korea said...

amen keith :) i'm so glad we can sing this song together. love you.

 
At 8:47 AM, Blogger Keith Dow said...

sometimes all we have is this cold and broken hallelujah, the only thing anyone has ever lived for. we do have One to cling to, though, One who has composed the Song before and by faith we will be risen from this death with Him

 

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