muse of my soul

32/365: Love

yaoser — Wed, 20 Jun 2007 06:11:59 +0000

the crying young lady
just outside my closed door
why she cries
I do not know
she cries out
but the young man
answers neither door
nor words
spoken to the door

it aches me
to see His body
torn apart in a way
such as
this

it pains me
to witness His children
not loving one another
deeply

in some way
they’re breaking apart His
body
just as we did when
we nailed Him to the
cross

His blood
taken so lightly
to be brushed off
is it not enough
for reconciliation
of man with God?

then why does is seem
so insufficient
for reconciliation
between man and man?

between brothers and sisters?

19 June 2007

31/365: Drama

yaoser — Wed, 20 Jun 2007 06:08:27 +0000

see them:
children
one moment they’re playing together
the next
the boy’s made the girl
cry

no less than eighteen years of age
all of them
yet no one accepts loving concern
from outside
here they keep me, isolated
incapacitated

18 June 2007

22/365-30/365: (empty)

yaoser — Wed, 20 Jun 2007 06:06:17 +0000

9 June 2007 - 17 June 2007

21/365: untitled

yaoser — Wed, 20 Jun 2007 06:04:17 +0000

Jesus, I just want
to cry in front of you
unhindered
unashamed
to know everything
will be alright
will be according
to your perfect
will
and whatever bothers me
would be
resoved
within your plans
in your perfect
timing.

8 June 2007

20/365: untitled

yaoser — Wed, 20 Jun 2007 06:01:56 +0000

on a day such as this
I want to just cry
in front of someone
I love
and care deeply for
without
any reason
or perhaps the reason
evades my
grasp
as a small child
tries
in futility
to stop the crying brook;
the sobbing trickle
of water over pebbles,
not knowing why
she grieves
perhaps for a loved one
perhaps she
like me
knows not why.

7 June 2007

19/365: (empty)

yaoser — Wed, 20 Jun 2007 05:59:15 +0000

6 June 2007

16/365: Mess

yaoser — Mon, 04 Jun 2007 05:12:41 +0000

the mess that is
my room
that I try from
time to time
to clean
to clear a path
for guests to come in
pushing aside book and clothes
loose pages, sheets of paper, receipts,
bottles, boxes.

had I been living
in this mess
or does it only feel
crowded when
visitors come?

3 June 2007

15/365: Rickenbacker 360

yaoser — Mon, 04 Jun 2007 05:10:38 +0000

looking at guitars
again
trying to figure
out which style I want
or maybe a certain
brand — that Rickenbacker
semi-hollow body electric
appears so beautiful
in the picture
and I picture
myself
playing that Rickenbacker;
hitting those chords
with a snap to the beat
and swagger of the
smooth bassline.
oh, how I long for
talents I have not
or have only little,
how I want to believe
that Rickenbacker would be
my panacea.

2 June 2007

14/365: untitled

yaoser — Mon, 04 Jun 2007 05:07:47 +0000

I love
the sound of your voice
coming through the phone
as it soothes me
to sleep
awaking
to it by morning

1 June 2007

13/365: For Him

yaoser — Fri, 01 Jun 2007 03:37:46 +0000

dejected
unvalued
ignored

the one who’s different
from us we label as

weird

the one we are indignant
towards, we lower him to

sub-human

rejected
devalued
abhored

and yet we say we are
His hands and feet

as close as someone
may see of Jesus

are we so selfish
that we become unwilling

to live up to
our calling as

children of God?

and we wonder why
people hate us

when they see the love
we preach lived out as

judgement.

empathize with me
have compassion on me
befriend me
clothe me
feed me
respect me
love me

do we not hear them
calling for us

to live radically
different than before

to be a light in
darkness

for Him?

31 May 2007