Cloaks.
Cloaks of recognition –
Kilts,
kilts of clans and familys spanning generations
we know that those of those colors and stripes
you mess with their families they’ll come at you to strike –
Protection.
.
covered in his mantle is both protection
provision
and joy.
.
Gathering they glint in the light
their colors on parade,
they laugh and sing and dance
the dancing sets deep into your heartbeat
and you dance unable to resist…
with the colors
with the cloak
comes carousing
comes celebration –
.
and then there is the shield.
.
carried out to the battle
carried back from the war.
On one arm
Or
by many hands…
his body laid out with his cape wrapping his still figure – all courage drained away from his body thick with now, lifeless slabs of meat
won over a lifetime of warring….
preperation come to a standstill.
over.
the edge of his cape
hanging over the edge of the shield
flaps aimlessly in the breeze as they carry him back –
But I
.
I walk behind Him
.
His shield covers me and he promises me that he himself will be carried back before i ever will
because He
.
because He promises to sheild me
and i wear His cloak.
.
conversation
.
conversation can be silence.
it can be sighs
so even if i come with empty hands and a mouth full of sighs – do not turn away from me
.
Sighing i am holding out the only hope i have left
which is you.
.
so in the face of inpending doom
i come.
my mouth has been an open grave
my hand the writer of destruction…
i come.
in the morning
i come to
You.
.
dont turn away from me in my distress
i wait for your reply eagerly
.
i lay before you unable to lift myself off of the floor
.
eagerly i wait
.
unable.
.
unable to sing cause i have no song
unable to speak cause my throat has closed
over this:
my sin rises up before you
.
You are not a God who takes pleasure in evil
as i do
.
You say i will dwell on your house forever
You say the arrogant cannot stand in your presence
You say you will be a shield about me
You say you will spread your protection over me –
cloak
.
Yet here i lie.
unable to rise for the wieght of my arrogance has taken me to the floor
where i lie
bloodthirsty and deceitful
i lie
unable to rise
and all my groans and sighs come before you
answer me quickly
consider my unspoken plea
.
in the morning i wake.
you have sustained me
and you
You terrify me with your willingness to bestow me with your great mercy –
.
Make straight my way then God.
Make a way where there is no way
for i delight in evil.
it lurks on my path
it chases me down
even when i stand where you have placed me
i look down and see her, bathing on the roof and i am overcome
.
i write feverishly through the night to kill him.
i hand the letters to the captain
knowing he doesnt know
and i send my friend to his death.
eagerly.
eagerly i await news so that i can feast on his spoils again.
eagerly.
.
and now.
as the sun sets again
i remain here
before you
my only hope in the face of my sin
and all i have is my sighs.
i am guilty.
i am guilty of all you abhor and now
i am left here
.
i wait in expectation
knowing you should not grant me mercy
and still i sigh
.
have mercy on me God.
For you alone – if any – can.
.
surely i have no hope but you.
.
you alone will bless the righteous
banishing those like me from your sight…
Alas!
.
Listen to my cry for help!
Bless me – me too, my Father!
