dreams, soundlessly rise then turn and fall

like hope

longing for time to end it all

these broken hands - trembling towards a Shape

of promise

broken light passing before my eyes



now, motionless in its every move

my Faith dies with every living proof

my trembling hands - fighting to grasp the shape

of promise

holding on with Everything i am



against the slate-green cross Jil sent me

above the beating of my heart

beneath the Weight i cannot carry

unspeakable grace has whispered love



if, Fearlessly i should face it all

and if, shamelessly i should turn and fall

upon these Hands - weathered and stained with

Hope and promise

i will stand Healed before your eyes



..beneath the weight i Cannot carry

ineffable grace has spoken Life