waltz in three

everyone keeps saying
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . come, let us return to the LORD.

. . . . . . . . . .a tear falls in a big, wet blot

nothing helps but time
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .he has torn us to pieces but he will heal us;
. . . . . . . . . . on the crisp, white pages
time is all i own
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .he has injured us but he will bind up our wounds.
. . . . . . . . . . the red letters crinkle and dry in waves
but time won't stop replaying
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . after two days he will revive us;
. . . . . . . . . . eyelashes pool with black-tinted tears
over in my mind
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . on the third day he will restore us,
. . . . . . . . . . shoulders shake
i watch the hours slow down
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .that we may live in his presence.
. . . . . . . . . . heart aches
so i crawl
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . let us acknowledge the LORD;
. . . . . . . . . . but there are no answers
underneath my blankets
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . let us press on to acknowledge him.
. . . . . . . . . . in those deep, black pupils
where i can hide away
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . as surely as the sun rises, he shall appear;
. . . . . . . . . . moist eyes turn upward
i know i can't take it
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .he will come to us like the winter rains,
. . . . . . . . . . there's nowhere else to go
anymore
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . like the spring rains that water the earth.
. . . . . . . . . . i love you





. . . . . . . . . . my God