You Never Cease to Tell Me

"This world is passing me
faster than I know.
These moments I justify
through my little window.
I put on my rags
I pretend they are riches.
I let myself bend
when I know I need stitches.
With all my catastrophes,
weaknesses, and humilities
you never cease to tell me
you never cease to say
"Your beautiful my lovely,
your precious anyway."

Casualties of conformitys,
swallows what I fear to be.
Standing still I raise to thee
the candle I've been given.
As paralyzed as stuck can be
brightness shines past all of me
no bigger than before
but changed, renewed, restored.
My vision may not ever be
perfect when it comes to me.
With all my catastrophes,
weaknesses, and humilities
you never cease to tell me,
you never cease to say,
"Your beautiful my lovely
your precious anyway." "
by: Danielle Clugston
© Copyright, 2006

Today

"It's been one long day...today.
The things of this world
keep scratching away
on the tattered pieces
and worn out creases
of this person I put on.

I wish I was stronger,
for these battles of hunger
and comparisions
I fight against.

I find myself standing
like child demanding
more... unsatisfied.
My heart is thirsty,
this world has not served me
with anything that I need.

I need you
to be my hero agian
I need you
to mend all the pieces I'm in
I need you
to be my only love
I need you...
only you,
you're more than enough

You've gone out before me,
my nails adorning
your beautiful and holy body.
Yet still I hold fast
to the burdens of my past
unable, unwilling to see.
You've taken on everything
... all for me.

I need you...
to be my hero again
I need you
to mend all the pieces I'm in
I need you
to be my only love,
I need you...
only you,
I need you,
only you... Jesus "

By: Danielle Clugston
© Copyright, 2006