Monday, April 18, 2011

The Tombs of Lazarus

you know this feeling
that goes beyond words
you've stood
in the middle of this pain
tears streaming
chaisng each other
out of your heart and
down Your face

he was your friend.
someone you loved
someone you couldn't picture life without
and even though You know
he will rise
before the story's end
still, You wept

so now I feel
with the ache of loss
hinting, creeping around my heart
that you are here

Your presense that comfort
my heart is longing for
not pushy
or self-seeking
the spiritual equal
of a most trusted friend
wrapping their arm on my shoulder
You are there
the hurt is still there
but so are You

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