Xapa to the World

Tag: poetry

  • 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 ><>

  • Poem: Bring Me Back to You

    January 15, 2004

    My eyes wander
    My heart wanders
    My thoughts wander

    Bring 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 pray

    Bring me back to You, Lord
    Bring me back to You

    Could 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 You

    I dream of us together
    I plan out our lives
    We haven’t even spoke it
    My thoughts I fight to hide

    Could this be You, Lord?
    Bring me back to You

     – Sarah ><>

  • 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 uncomfortable

    Everyone here is in tears
    Some have smiles
    Some can’t show their face

    Look 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 imagine

    Half 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 earth

    Where 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 do

    You fed their minds
    You touched their hearts
    You encouraged their souls
    Their tears fall and water the earth

    The children are here too
    I never knew them either
    They hold their hearts in their hands now
    Tears fall and water the earth

    Goodbye
    I never met you
    But your hand has touched my heart
    Just like everything else

     – Sarah ><>