Sight of the blind

The eyes That watch the stars, Desire to be filled, Only see What the wind blows away what fades in the dust. But there is a sight, That sees beyond The beauty of the stars the brightness of the moon To the voice of God His breath for the created. That sight that needs No…

Living Christ

He died for all All were saved, at the cross The cross that bore new life Existing at the end of self death Birthing all that is not seen By the seeker of HE, He who died for all. Pato.

Yield back To the force of God Of love Purity And abundance. Till when Will you confide in your strength That lacks a multitude And needs the shelter of God For you are for God. Bask there in Pato..

Christ’s presence..

Night breaks in All the eyes of day are shuttered Carrying along blindness And a hiding of the worthy Hopeless minds Override the sun Up and down a dark Till a little star of hope Breaks through the printless sky forms a twist of destiny Pato.

Scary lonliness

Done with frequent hugs of darkness In the quiet night Noise of evil plays the loser song My bed a thorn nursery bed Tik tok time goes by Finding refuge under my blanket Still dead The quiet with in me silent Till i watch The rose form on my inside Penetrating to the outside Gracing…

Art

You are a work of art. With might You fight With a right Of a son. For the sun, Is bright Illuminating light Killing fright Exposing a knight With plight In night sight. Pato