Metrical Verse/Portraiture
My thoughts are of you
Often times I know not what to do
Nor what to say
I trust that You will find a way
Through the darkness
It covers my face like a veil
You are my love
My only true hope
Relying on You
I can cope
Please look upon me
I need to feel Your gaze
Warmth in the midst of a cold, black shadow
Bracing me
I am free
Holy Father in Heaven
Please, look upon us
Lost souls cast deep shadows upon the earth
True light seems to be fading
Flickering in the chasmic depths of our iniquity
Oh Lord, remember us with mercy and compassion
That we may live and not die
Our faith rests solely in Your Blessed Son
Our Lord and our Saviour, Jesus Christ
“What I don’t say is that which I do.”
A twisted standard that’s hanging you
“Stand for nothing and for all I’ll fall.”
An untold strait in which you bawl
The imminent threat always advancing
Falling back your singing and dancing
A nebulous image amid a storm
Pasquinade of life to perform
Far away forever stands
Still, my mind
Twice to witness
Playful shadows within the distance
Flourishing, abounding
Timeless even full
Love cascades stay gently falling
Immersed in The Truth
Descending in fullness
All-Knowing a warm embrace
Like none other
On earth, in Heaven
Glory
Our Lord and Master reigns above
God sent His Spirit in the form of a dove
On Him to rest virtue and might
No thought, nor deed escapes his sight
The prophet John did baptize
In the Jordan for all eyes
To look upon His glorious face
Freed from death a fallen race
Jesus Christ went on to perform
A perfect work, thus we adorn
Robes of pure righteousness
His blessed name we shall confess
To all the earth by day and night
In God’s mercy, we delight
Notice the sky behold God’s might
A brilliant star traverses the night
Fading away to who knows where
Feeble minds prompt a stare
Mark the clouds just passing time
Wind and rain are past sublime
Who can fathom the Spirit of You?
All would cease if You withdrew
God’s ways no one can know
Except that which He’s pleased to show
I’m not tough, rather soft as a mallow
Sans God’s Spirit I’m slight and shallow
More of the Lord and less of me
Faithful hopes in the glory to be
Finished alone by God’s blessed Son
In whom I trust the victory’s won
Look to Christ and hold Jesus near
In His shadow, there is no fear
Easy getting lost
All is vanity
Ever closing in
Is there no amnesty
Do what I say
And I’ll make you pay
Your world is mine
Blood like wine
Flowing from the cup
Drowning the earth
Drenched in pure misery
Praise the Spirit for the mystery
The fact untold
God of glory
The Blessed Son
One and Only
Died for me on a tree
Thus, set me free
If it’s true, I’ll surely lie
Feigning tears, one can’t deny
If I’m guilty I’ll plead, not
Claiming virtue, I have, not
When duly charged I’ll fitly bray
Fifth Amendment will be my stay
When caught I will stand
Turn and walk with a wave of the hand
Theatrical play Greek tetralogy
Change of a name, a whole new face
Take the stage
Newfound grace
