Thursday, January 5, 2012

My Heart's Sorrow

The sorrow of my heart
Is not from love
But the loss

The pain of my life
Is not from wounds
But the cost

I reach out
In the twilight
Between Heaven
And Hell
This earthbound flesh
Refuses to learn
What it is
To be forgiven
So I struggle

The dreams of my sleep
Can never match
The will of God

The sins redeemed
Can never reach
My soul at all

For God is waiting
And I seek
And there I will find
The lover of my being
Holding open the doors

"I want a heart which is split, chamber by chamber, by the pain of separation from God, so that I might explain my longings and desires to it." Rumi