Sunday, May 25, 2008

Where?

O, my soul,
my stubborn soul
and heart with heavy grief.
Wherein my sin
hides it's face;
void comfort and void peace.

One waking hour
like thousands more.
From dawn 'til dusk 'til morn.
Within the center
of unruly lust
crown it doth adorn.

Let it be
that flames descend
burn passion at it's core.
And strip away
my guilty stains.
Be peace forever more.