Whatever
Calls Inside You
1/15/14
Take the
pain and make it music,
Take the
tears and make it song;
Write the
colors of the rainbow
Into
worlds where we belong.
Take your
fears and fill the canvas,
Take your
doubts and fill the page;
Write your
worries down upon it
As it
ripples from each stage.
Take the
ache and make it stories,
Take the
hurt and make it light;
Write the
things you can't remember,
Though
they haunt you every night.
Take your
cries and fill the darkness,
Take your
dread and fill the miles;
Write the
words beneath the surface
Of our
weariness and trials.
Take the
dark and make it shudder,
Take the
black and make it real;
Write the
hope that keeps you going
Through
the terrors that you feel.
Take your
past and fill the future,
Take your
steps and fill the road;
Write to
show the path you're walking -
Where
you've been to lift that load.
Take the
noise and make it silence,
Take the
bound and make it free;
Write the
heart behind your smiles
Where
you're hiding broken pleas.
Take your
loss and fill the empty,
Take your
grief and fill the void;
Write in
sorrow steeped with truthful
Not as
something to avoid.
Take the
year and make it moments,
Take the
day and make it flow;
Write
whatever calls inside you
With a
story most don't know.
Take your
dreams and fill the oceans,
Take your
hopes and fill the skies;
Write to
tell the world of morrows
Where they
need not feed the lies.
Take the
joy and make it color,
Take the
hope and make it sing;
Write the
life that finds belonging
In the
words that others bring.
Take your
life and fill the weary,
Take your
faith and fill the weak;
Write the
grace that God has given
And the
truth we long to seek.
~ZA
~ZA
Copyright © 2014 Ophelia M. Flowers
