I See You Waiting

I see you waiting,

Waiting there for me

With tears that flow like a river

And a heart that longs to be freeI See You Waiting Pnterest

 

I see you crying

Crying for a love

That holds your heart in chaos

And makes you his beloved

 

I see you searching

Searching for a hold

But you can’t see me here

Giving you a hope

 

I see you finding

Finding what isn’t me

You give your heat to another

Praying that he won’t leave

 

I see you screaming

Screaming late at night

At the world that has left you bruised

And buried you deep inside

 

I see you silent

No words are left to say

Nothing can describe your pain

For no one had come to stay

 

I see you drowning

Without a pleading cry

You think no one will love you

But child, you are mine

 

I see you standing

Staring up at me

Knowing that I’ve held your heart

And all those things, I’ve seen

 

I see you laughing

Heart filled with life

You see me here beside you

And you know that you are mine

 

 

This poem was inspired by a friend of mine who has recently been going through a really rough time in Public High School. While I haven’t communicated with her a whole lot, God has kept me praying for her, and has been continuing to give me glimpses of how much He loves her. So, this poem is through God’s point of view, which was a little difficult to write, but I believe I was able to at least capture some of the idea around how God sees an individual person struggling for something to believe in, while He’s been there the whole time, often not being seen. 

 

Will You Hear?

A poem on the power of music.

 

Will you hear?

It floats through the air

The sound splashes like a waterfall

Tumbling over the rapids

music

Will you be silent?

There is a gentle noise

Gathering up like the clouds

Ready for the rain to spill over

 

Will you be still?

And feel the vibrating floors

It moves through the ground

And touches every wall

 

Will you not see?

The fingers that trace the white and black keys

They press in perfect time

And feel the melody flow

 

Will you listen?

The careful sound of bow over string

The hands touch the handle

Pulling it across to make the deep notes come alive

 

Will you close your eyes?

Listening to the mist

That echoes around your heart

Pulling you away from the pain

 

Will you rest?

And let the worries fall

Into the stream the music weaves

And carries away in the notes of a hymn

 

Will you come?

Away with the sound of the music

To the very heights of the mountain

Where you sleep in the garden waiting

 

Will you hear?

The birds singing

The cello ringing

The tune your heart has wanted to hear

Will you hear?

The rhythmic calls

Of one note to another

As they take the song away

 

Will you hear?

The piano plays in your heart

The viola to please the soul

The flute to ease the wounds

 

Will you hear?

The song of the weary

The hearts of the torn

Come running away with the sound

 

Broken Face

A poem depicting our freedom and life in Christ

By Carolyn Garner

Eyes of fire

Mouth that hates

Tongue that scorns

Heart that lies

Shoves out thought

That torments soul

Kills the hope

Of ones who mourn

 –

Buries love

To help forget

Pain it caused

The ones who left

 –
Men meant to run

Crawl in shame

Conscience screams

Of duty now lost

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