March 25th, 2004
Kansas, Kansas
There’s nothin’ to do
‘Cept pick at yur shoe
After you walk thru
A field with cow dooh
Kansas, Kansas
Yur so far away
I wish I could stay
N maybe git to play
In a pile of hay
Sarah ><>
Tag: poem
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Poem: For Katie
March 24th, 2004
You’re so far away
The pain is so near
The tears in her eyes
Reveal all her fearsBring her in close
In Your arms everlasting
The hope in her eyes
Shows it’s not passingYou make it alive
This soul shadow-covered
The love in her eyes
Reflects that discoveredAwaken her spirit
To Your will so sincere
The joy in her eyes
Lets her know You are near.– Sarah ><>
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Poem: Broken Body
March 17, 2004
*For Larry and Jean Elliot, Karen Watson, and David and Carrie McDonnall
You say we are a body; we all make up You
Is that why I hurt inside
When I hear this news?
They were Your fingers; they were Your toes.
My soul aches to have lost them.
Yet Your body is complete.
Satan breaks it, but You make it whole.
He drives nails through it,
And a spear in Your side, breaking Your heart.
But You are forever, and forever reign.
Thy will be done down here.
Prove Your mighty plan…
A broken body here on earth
Is finally restored in Your glory!– Sarah ><>
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Poem: It’s Not What’s In Me
Yes, I did write this shortly after Valentine’s Day…and I don’t think it has any significance. This is another result of a really humbling experience…I’m not sure what it was, but I remember it being very humbling, and I was just taken away with how little God needs us. YET, He has grace and mercy to consider us…that is our blessing. He loves us.
February 17, 2003
Humanistic efforts
Fall short in Your mercy
Glory and grace
It’s not what’s in me
Mediocre collections of a meager ability
By Your grace, You make it complete
Finish the work that only You could start
These trappings in my heart
Crumble in Your holiness
It’s not what’s in me
Or what I can do
A chasing after the sun
Sinking in a fountain of blue
Open ears, open hearts
Drinking the Light I simply bring
It’s not what’s in me
Only what You gave
You give it to others
With or without me.– Sarah ><>
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Poem: Bring Me Back to You
January 15, 2004
My eyes wander
My heart wanders
My thoughts wanderBring me back to You, Lord
Bring me back to You.I see him there
He knows what to say
He knows how to act
He knows how to prayBring me back to You, Lord
Bring me back to YouCould he be “the one”
Could this be true?
My heart feels a tugging
Am I sure this is You?Bring me back to You, Lord
Bring me back to YouI dream of us together
I plan out our lives
We haven’t even spoke it
My thoughts I fight to hideCould this be You, Lord?
Bring me back to You– Sarah ><>
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Poem: For Dr. Terrell
This poem is in honor of a professor (actually the former president) of my college. I got to the college in 2003, and Dr. Gail Terrell had already been sick for some time. After about a month, he passed away from complications in the hospital. I went to his funeral knowing nothing of him but the reputation that he had with the others there. I had never met him, but I was moved by the funeral, so I wrote this poem about it.
October 14th, 2003
Hi
I never met you
I don’t really know why I’m here
I’ve heard so much about you
This is so uncomfortableEveryone here is in tears
Some have smiles
Some can’t show their faceLook at her up there
She’s heart-broken
Trying to be strong in all this
She says fine, but we know, she’s torn inside
I can’t imagineHalf of her is missing
Half of her heart, half of her body
The unity is gone
She’s been broken
Tears fall and water the earthWhere are you living now?
In a castle of sunflowers
Glowing with the brilliance of
The One who stole your heart so long ago?
Are clouds surrounding you now?
Or are you living in the very hand of God?Wow, I can’t believe I’m starting to cry
I never even met you
The ones close to me are grieving
I don’t know why
They doYou fed their minds
You touched their hearts
You encouraged their souls
Their tears fall and water the earthThe children are here too
I never knew them either
They hold their hearts in their hands now
Tears fall and water the earthGoodbye
I never met you
But your hand has touched my heart
Just like everything else– Sarah ><>
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Poem: My Place
June 24, 1999
Through many dangers, toils, and snares,
I have already come,
To find my place in your awesome plan,
Has been hard but awfuly fun.Your prophets come and then they go,
So far and few between,
That I wonder if I could be a prophetess,
What a wonderful life I’d lead.But whatever you plan for my kingdom’s place,
I will gladly take to my heart,
For know it will work, to the very end,
I can feel each and every part.Sarah ><>
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Poem: Are You Alone?
September, 1995
What makes you think you’re all alone,
When GOD protects you all along?
When HE is by your side,
And helps you all the time,
What makes you think you’re all alone?
Are you alone?Sarah ><>
Xapa to the World 