Thursday, July 26, 2012

Holy Ground

This is where God is.
This is Holy ground.

It's hard.
Living between walls.
Taking neither door.
Loving the hard-words hearts.
Holding hands with both.
The connecting link.
Stretched.
Twisted.
Pulled apart.
What answer do I give?

This is Holy Ground.

Cherish even the moments that rip you apart?
Tears push at your throat, all you can cry is whispered,
"Please...."

This is Holy Ground.

Knees scarred. Hands cold. Heart shaking.
"Please...."

Eyes flooded. Feet still. Head aching.
"Please...."

Shoulders weary. Skin shivered. Stomach quaking.
"Please...."

This is Holy Ground.

Eyes blank.

Heart still.

No waking.

"Please.........."

THIS IS HOLY GROUND!
God is here.