Past the Point of no Return

November 26, 2008

A whisper pierces through darkest night – a call for light, to warm the cold

I freeze in fear till a hand in mine holds firm and patient, with an urgency

a teardrop hits my cheek – the icy encasing around my life feels its blow

hot tears of desperate brokenness, the voice pleading with its simple sound:

”awake, awake! Come with Me now”.

I scan the room, no one else stirs - they sleep as if they’re dead and then

the eyes, so clear before my face: the source of all the burning tears, the voice that kills my deepest fears -

they beckon now, if sights could speak, they’ve reached my ears.

I stir within and squeeze the hand, it pulls me up and leads me on

the wake of brokenhearted love coming from One I thought I knew is what I’m drenched in now

as I go in and out of unseen mysteries untold by saints of old beyond what words or cries could ever speak.

My heart shatters and yet ignites, spurred on by He who speaks ahead

His very breath surrounds me like a ribbon – purified, liquid love.

And I inhale the passion that destroys the walls I built around the dreams too big He placed in me

and suddenly I find I’ve lost myself. I’ve moved into a different realm

where all I hear inside my head is a voice of endless love and life

and to my left and to my right angels echoing His dreams

and down below the painful and disturbing screams of long forsaken souls and I know that now I hold the keys – equipped with wings to set them free.

He embraces me and with the sweetest kiss that forces me deeper than I can go…

I’m now released in drunken bliss to pull Him down into the deepest despair

and He will wreck our plans from there, that every heart and mind might know that He’s all we’ve been longing for - our air, and freedom’s open door; our one true love, our only hope; healer of wounds, joy of our souls!

Inside me now the fire has begun to burn so we can join Him

in His sweet melodic dance and follow through the broken darkness –

past the point of no return.