Evolve

Don’t blow your breath on worry

Grasp the air

Surging up

Pushing into

A clouded mirror

Make your way

Towards light

Begin to stir

Reaching out to touch your presence

Struggle to connect

Drawn to light

Open up

Find the brightness

Discover wonder

Break out

And evolve

Into new life

Don’t blow your breath on worry

Set your spirit free

Worship

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Written for Theme Thursday

Inspired by a line from a poem by Brian Miller

The Prodigal

He cannot undo the past

Tasting the bitterness of shame

Haunted by embarrassment

Cast adrift in helplessness,

Towards the house where he was born,

Grew up,

Longed to be free.

His miserable, repentant steps

No shoes heavy on his feet,

Weighted down only by a forlorn heart

Riddled with guilt.

Awaiting his father’s burning response,

A moment through unworthy eyes,

His father running

His father’s love

His father’s embrace

His father’s acceptance

Before the fog of sorrow raises its sword,

A dance of joy, compassion with a kiss.

The best robe

Ring on his finger

Sandals on his feet

This is my son, who has come home.

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Written for Poetry Jam

Crimson Gift

Burning bondage sears my mind

Silver and gold

Are powerless to help

Answer

The hex of my life.

The healing ransom of infinite value

Suffering and death

Purchased for those who

Trust

The liberation of my life

Embrace the crimson gift

Ransomed and loved

Clothed in the righteousness of

Christ

The enchantment of my life.

Gold

Pure divine glory,

Undiluted, unadulterated.

Hammered, beaten, shaped,

Gold, pure, created by God’s word.

An altar crafted

A place of atonement

Mercy, made of unpolluted love,

Given, hidden,

Within human fragility,

Touching hearts, giving

Life, created with God’s Spirit.

Pure holy fire,

Burning, shaping, molding,

Crafted with skill

Beaten within reach

A sacrifice of pure gold,

An offering poured out ruby wine,

In the place of wrath and

Driven by love,

Pure divine love,

Intimate, intertwined, interwoven,

Sinless, created in God’s Son.

Mercy

In the place of crafted sweat,

In the heart of desire,

Under a golden grace covenant,

A dance of joy,

An eternal delight,

Bruised and created, for

Intimate love.

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Written for Theme Thursday

Crimson Trust

Abandonment

Spectacular abuse

Pressure to capitulate

Tempted to the fullest force

Tasted our struggle

Bids us

Receive

With confidence

He is with us

When we feel our need

Understands us

Sympathize

Our cry

What a difference

Held deep in crimson trust

In his presence

He helps

Us.

Crimson One

Kings son

Lowers his crown

Intrusion of vile sin

Bears our experience of pain

Came down

Offered

God’s anointed

A servant qualified

He is never to be replaced

Finished

One priest

Final sacrifice

Our endless substitute

Story of the crimson one

Complete

Crimson Mediator

Center

A connection

No temple constructed

The divine presence contained

Through Christ the crimson mediator

By his sons perfect ministry

Faith moves the mountain

Christ in man

Holy meeting

Mercy

Crimson Flow

The deepest longing

Everlasting gift

Longest adventure

Pure delight

Dazzling morning

Blinding light

Crimson flow

Brings us to God

Once far away

Nothing added

Without hope

In a vast void

Wrath removed

Chasm bridged

Crimson flow

Brings us to God

Experience his love

Lasting joy

Displayed in grace

Wonderful liberty

Treasures abound

Crowns of glory

Crimson flow

Brings us to God

Crimson Touch

From devoted eternity

Spirit moves over time

And calls in a whisper

Reconciliation.

Where God in Christ

Showed delight in us

And from their abundant union

Reconciliation

The crimson touch

To remove the obstacle

Infinitely valuable gift

Reconciliation

Suffered in our place

Our offense redeemed

Nothing separates

Reconciliation

Sin completely forgiven

Eternal sacrifice

Offered free

Reconciliation

Crimson Power

Delivered

Set free

Liberating crimson power

Destroying evils enslaving hold

The resounding cry of freedom

Breaking the wisdom of the age

Transformed from our darkened spiritual condition

Released into the light of the gospel of glory.

Crimson River

Years past, countless seconds, hearts longing,

Eternity, the fulfillment of the void,

Inside yearning for loves tender hold

Towards the day, when I can embrace

The all satisfying glory of God.

A crimson river cascades near me,

Overwhelming deluge pure and intense,

Eternal life supreme in its happiness

Imploring me into its vast fullness

Why would I not drink of its sweetness?

Crimson Horror

Healed

My redemption

By his death

Blows of crimson horror

With his stripes I am healed.

Purposed

My salvation

Through his torture

Nails of crimson horror

His chastisement brought me peace.

Eternal

My forgiveness

At the cross

Iniquity paid in crimson horror

Past, present and future sins,

Crimson Agent

The stain remained

Terror of death

Bleakness

Conscious condemned

Hopelessness

Distorted shame

Faiths obstruction

Demanded

Ruinous guilt

Cursed

Crimson agent

Cleansing relief

Transform

Eternal life

Freedom

The blood of Christ

Total forgiveness

Endless

Clear conscious

Righteous.

Crimson Union

Holy

Made perfect

Thorough his suffering

Christ, our Passover lamb

Cleansed from sins evil stain

Now seated above in heavenly places

Joined in crimson union eternally made secure

Holy, righteous, forgiven cemented in God’s abundant grace.

Crimson Covenant

Securely set apart

Safely held and kept

Guarantee once purchased

Crimson covenant.

Spirit in the heart

Written in letters of love

Miracle of grace

Beautiful exchange

New life created

Heaven on the inside

Living with certain hope

Glory permeate

Held in everlasting palms

Called by an eternal shout

Secure initiative created

Crimson covenant

Crimson Truth

Was Christ’s death enough?

To justify all those who believe

To free all in sins chains

Life to all who receive

The cross is freedom from the law

Nothing else is necessary

Nothing else is needed

Nothing else is required

Nothing added

The cross is grace to everyone

Eternal life to all who believe

Crimson truth to cleanse sins stain

The answer to all who receive

Crimson Justified

In Christ alone is acceptance

Condemnation consumed

Nothing now can separate us

From the love of God

The power of perfection in union

New life inside abound

If the world rejects us

He accepts us in his grace

If the world hates us

He loves us in his grace.

In Christ death is freedom

Crimson justified

Now we have his perfection

By relationship in God

The glory of heaven in union

Invades our tortured mind.

Crimson Chalice

I can taste the wine

The golden nectar of eternity

The ruby stream of separation

Crimson chalice

Stream of separation.

I can see the sky

The dismal clouds that threaten me

The grey domain of glory

A silver heaven

Domain of glory.

I can smell the flower

The sweet scent of presence

The luscious dream of nature

Shivered shadows

Dream of nature.

I can hear your voice

The affliction of your breath

The indifferent waffle without meaning

 A distant tune

Without meaning.

I can feel your touch

The cold marble of midnight

The early frost of winter

Passing immortality

Frost of winter.

I can sense your spirit

The warm ghost of your whisper

The rushing flow of the river

Soundless surrender

Flow of the river.

Crimson Vial

The cord that reconciles

Justice held in suspense

Innocent blood eternally spent

Incense offered

Rebellions judgment

Crimson vial.

Forgiven my debts and declared me rich,

Cancelled my failure and declared me a success,

Buried my sinful nature and created me a new creation,

Killed my orphan heart and adopted me as his son,

Released me from the law and declared me righteous,

Ended my separation and made me his holy vessel.

Through his suffering declaration

Justified in streams of scarlet

Became what I deserved

Incense offered

Redemptions attire

Crimson vial.

Crimson Drops

It cost me nothing

To go free

Receive new life

Forgiven.

It cost Jesus life

His poured out blood

To settle the debt unpaid

Forgiveness.

How precious the news

Reconciled to god

My sin no longer remembered

Forgotten

How beautiful Christ is

The crimson drops

Cancels my sins

Forever.