Storm Winds Blow

Storm winds blow,
Within and without.
Threatening.
Violent.
Overwhelming.

Why are we here?
Where is our help?
Hidden?
Unbidden?
Yes, I am here.

Peace,
The Master says,
Be still.
Peace,
The Master says,
Come out.

Chains abound,
Within and without.
Helplessness.
Hopelessness.
Out of control.

Why are we here?
Where is our help?
Hidden?
Unbidden?
Yes, I am here.

Come, where I go.
Come, where I am.
Beyond what’s safe.
Beyond what’s known.
Come,
To the other side.

Peace,
The Master says,
Be still.
Peace,
The Master says,
Come out.

Come, where I go.
Come, where I am.
Beyond what’s safe.
Beyond what’s known.
Come,
To the other side.

Patricia Burlison
©2016

Our Hope Is In ___?

Our Hope Is In ___?

Why do we hope in armies?
Why do we hope in guns?
In the weapons of this world?

Why do we hope in power?
Why do we hope in our way?
In the systems of this world?

Why do we hope in comfort?
Why do we hope in safety?
In the reflexes of this world?

Why do we hope in churches?
Why do we hope in doctrine?
In the patterns of this world?

When Love, never failing,
When Love, ever waiting,
Is here, within our call.

 

Patricia Burlison
©2016

What About Me?

You argue over words.
You argue over creeds.
You argue over faith,
But, what about Me?

You argue over life.
You argue over death.
You argue over hope.
What about My Breath?

You argue over sin.
You argue over grace.
You argue over love.
Won’t you seek My Face?

You argue over right.
You argue over wrong.
You argue over anything.
Can’t you hear My Song?

You argue over war.
You argue over peace.
You argue over worship.
Why aren’t you on your knees?

You argue over Me,
Dividing part from part,
Forgetting that you all
Belong within My Heart.

 

Patricia Burlison
©2014

In His Love, Courage

In love secure
I challenge fears
Trusting beyond
All that appears
To stop me
To crush me
To cause me to yield
To comfort
To safety
To what is known
And instead
I will walk
In the way of my Lord

 

Patricia Burlison
©2013

Rahab – A Woman of Faith

One in a city
One in a crowd
Saw through the lies
Saw through the cloud
Of panic and pride
That sealed the gates tight
Saw with a true faith
Saw with a true light
Knew that her ways
And her people were lost
Made her decision
And counted the cost

Patricia Burlison
©2010

Where Is Your Faith?

(Part of my E100 series of poems)

Matthew 14:22-36

Stop being afraid.
I have come.
I am here.
The wind and the waves
Answer me;
Know my name.
I’ll reach out and save
When you call;
When you fall.
Where is your faith?
Trust in me;
All your days.
Look to Me, always.

Patricia Burlison
©2009