(written 2003)
Times ago and in warm nights above
I remember the soft cooings of the doves
and times beyond tender nights ahead
I have rested so restless upon my bed.
Time and time, and again and again
I have wandered alone the empty lane
the loose gray gravel softly crying out
”Cease and desist thy sad footsteps of doubt.”
Times ago and in dark nights above
I had heard the wooings of perfect love
And times beyond those lost nights ahead
I have slept a little while my torn heart bled
Time and time, and again and again
I have woken to the wail of the slow night train
And heard the wisdom of the old engineers
“Life’s a long road of pressure and tears.”
Times ago and in black nights inside
I have called upon my faith and loudly cried
And in places beyond those inside spaces
I have tried to make sense of God’s graces
Time and time, and again and again
I have cried alone in the driving rain
only to hear the pattering world proclaim
“You’re a miracle born of joy and pain.”
Times ahead and in bright days beyond
I will still believe in a perfect song
And in ways beyond this wisdom learned
love is a choice I will have earned
Time and time, and again and again
I will always seek out the good in pain
And further prove the words once penned
“Faithful are the wounds of a friend.”