Sunday, January 5, 2014


i journeyed and journeyed
to find God's home,
only to discover Him
dwelling in my heart.

He was always there, 
of course, singing to me
love songs i could not hear.
i was not listening.

too busy was my heart,
raging against the wrongs,
shouting its own silly truths
into winds of dark denial.

He sang and He sang,
showering me in flakes of light,
until at last i bowed down
in empty silence.

As He washed me,
bathing me in grateful tears,
He sang to my heart
hymns of love and mercy.

and so i came to hear Him,
ever humbly, ever joyfully,
His song within my silence,
telling me of home.