rebuilding

I wrote this on a train in Dec of '06. I found it today while looking for some old pictures. I think it's fitting. It's sad how long it took for me to come around to this place with enough brokenness for it to come to fruition.


A symphony of colors
The harmony of view
Culminating in absolution
Of daily toils and dues

A moments' soulful stillness
In awe I catch my breath
This beauty gives me context
For my own point in your breadth

Emense and overwhelming
To try to grasp your "You"
"I AM", your best description
You alone are ever True

Within this strong-willed vessel
Is the willingness to please
And searching for my purpose
Your purpose for me succeeds.

Please use this broken vessel
If only for the ruder tasks
And renew me with Your mercy,
Rebuild the things I lack.