what have I left
when all disappears
fading and melting
under the strength of suffering years
when all once valuable
and precious is lost
like ashes to the wind
like early sun against morning frost
what will remain
when words are few
and faces gone,
beauty a memory
strength a song
who will hear my pain and fear
and catch these lonely silent tears.
what have I when all is shed
when hope is a whisper
dreams in my bed
when the elements melt with burning fire
when the earth is gone
when the world is but a distant desire
only one thing I’ve found shall remain
only in me, when I shake this flesh
his Name, his spirit, His life be it blessed
He will be there in the furnace of time,
HIs breathe, his love, his vessel for mine
All that I posed worth something here
will none of it endure
when he walks with me there
so when it comes time to lose the me
I know remaineth all of He
1-22-09
