Wednesday, 11 October 2017

What a God, who’d let the sky turn
On its own every day, mundanely
yet unearth its own brilliance 

Without fail, Daily.

Thursday, 21 September 2017


perhaps we'll stay this way
taking turns watching the sun 
set into the dusk
and i'll go my way
staying in the dark
not knowing when dawn will break

and no longer take it to heart

Monday, 18 September 2017


One life entered this world, and I was number two 
p3 took its toll, I couldn't see what I was getting into 
I ran amok four years then let my past finally be 
Five more steps it was, and I faced a deep blue sea 
i found a way out after six — and by nothing less than God's grace — walked into the big tree.

Sunday, 10 September 2017

the true cost of taking up 
the mantle of service
is when you count 
all things 
once held dear 

Friday, 9 June 2017

oh what would you rather
what would you rather
to steer or to sink
ships with this
tiny rudder

oh what do you think
what do you think
if we pulled the trigger
and pointed a finger

i've held my lips
i've bitten my tongue
any longer i'll bleed dry
emptied of fuel
that fires these bones
drying up
drying up

O Holy Spirit,
O Spirit of God
take my heart of flesh
pump it once more
to beat after Yours
cover these wounds
Your blood in me
till the day there's no more
cursing only plowing
and the only lying
is the lion
with the lamb

my lips will taste
its true freedom
and my tongue draws
only praise overflowing,
oh when will it be
when will it be