For You

Surrounded by those not knowing
What God has been showing
To this desolate planet beneath
Deluged in disbelief.

What can I change of me
To change some part of you?
Cycles through my brain
And I can’t contain, these thoughts of you.
This anger roars
And my temper soars, to new heights
As I face this question one more time. . . .

Lost they call you under the steeple
You’d never carpool with those people.
You don’t hear a voice and look away
Hoping Heston might ring someday.

What can I change of me
To change some part of you?
Cycles through my brain
And I can’t contain, these thoughts of you.
This anger roars
And my temper soars, to new heights
As I face this question one more time. . . .

Not amazed at your daze due to your past
So tortured, I try not to ask
But truth is truth and we’re all frail
Too much riding on this to fail.

Hide you may

Hide you may. I will seek you out.
I will strive to hold my hands on your back
And keep my thoughts above neck
Hide yourself and make me run longer
Let me know the inner you
Before I know the outer you.
I want you to be modest not just to others
But the one you love, me.
I get a charge from the unknown.
Don’t you? The mystery of what might be. . .
It won’t matter because we know
The Truth evident in us, our images of God.