My ramblings....

Echoing David, Among The Many

There is no broken lapse in the undertow
Dragged under, rag doll

When I can't see the sun I feel for a moment as though I am forgotten, the dark of the deep drawing me near to it's poisened breast, speaking silent lullaby's of it's horrable conquest, the simplicity of death.

"Because of the oppression of the weak and the groaning of the needy, I will now arise, I will protect them from those who malign them"

The deep releases, recoiling as one who has been so long without the light.
Even underneath I am seen by him
In the cold of the shadow he is there
Lift me up, as many have cried, on your wings
Hold me in your unfailing love

posted by Unknown @ 11:13 AM