Hallelujah breaks my heart

They say you only hurt the
ones you really love, then
I am guilty and condemned.
The words I've hurled, the
thoughts unsaid;
my heart was an ocean and in
its depths you I drowned.
And what hurts most is
sitting next to you with
your blood on my hands.
And you are innocent,
unaware that my fingers have
put a dagger in your back.
I know there are things we
say we'll never do, but
I think of Peter's tears and
I cry too


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selah II

They stripped the mountains of glory and
the waves fell crashing
But I am holding onto the
hand of He who is eternal
and while the wind thrashed furiously
He was with me all along

selah

What heights of love,
what depths of grace,
the beauty of Your mercy
carved into this place
Paint Your light upon my face

sight

Awake with eyes closed
I cannot sleep; there is silence muffled in
my soul
There is light breaking through
resplendent, floating
descending.
My eyes caught the corner of
your robe
and from the moment I grasped it
I was whole
You were shattered
I was cleansed
and I am glued back together by
the pieces of You
I see your hands and
I am pure.

Sky Ripples

There are ghosts that sit
upon the lids of my eyes--
the more tired they get
the heavier they fall, and
the closer I am to evening death.
Two hands hold my heart
for it alone cannot bear suspension
There is an anchor tied down
inside my stomach churning,
dragging along the ocean's depths
and I, unafraid, plunge forward into the
darkness of the plight.
But the stars cannot contain themselves
and in death, they shine

Am I losing you, friend?
Where have you gone, and
where have I been?
I am a bruise, I fear
that grows darker--
more blue, each day
spent without you
I am just a little bit sad and
three fourths confused

sleep

You were taken
so quickly
From dust to dust, but
you had not even drifted yet.

You were a vapor, fragrant mist
not noticed but certainly
not forgotten.
She couldn't catch you,
and they.

You were parched roots of
a lonely tree who
dreamt dreams of family,
but darling, your soul was
snatched away.

Your mother held you, dying, in
her quivering arms, close
to heaven, close to heart,
but even then who can
sense the movements of
the human soul?
Behold, O mother, whose
eyes are dull with ashes--
there is water pure to cleanse.
Behold, O sister, whose
eyes serene unfeeling--
shed a tear for dormant hearts,
lest yours be still again.
Mine eyes cannot even bear
to hold their gaze!
O pain unbearable,
O darkness thick,
not long, not much longer, for
in death, we shall arise.

þú ert og það er von.

Winter tree, I saw you
shiver through the cold,
bleed your silver cuts
loose into the bark.

Winter tree, I saw you
through the distant mist
between the snow softly falling and
the hail that bruised the woods.

Winter tree, don't cry
I saw your tears run a river
I saw your fears knotted tight
--between the beauty and the death,
I saw you,
gasping for flight.

Winter tree, don't fade
though winter is grief
the promise is life.

Winter tree, have heart
though naked and raw
I saw you blossom
with the dew's fresh start

Winter tree, sing a lullaby
in desolate land;
your breath in the cold will
warm spring maidens fair
in the beauty of time due.


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