Raw Poem

Sometimes it is all that you can do to keep your heart in one piece. Through the noise, through the pain, through the joy, or through the rain. All you can do to stand there while the world spins around you and you go from the greatest to the least. My mind is spinning around and around in a whirlwind of dust, people speaking here and whispering there, I'll do what I must. The joy, the light they come rushing by my side, but all around me I see the shadows of things that cannot hide. Sometimes I leap, I sing and I laugh, I look to the good Shepherd who is there with his staff, and yet they go, they come, they walk by or they stare. They make their own decisions, they do what they want, they don't really seem to care. People, people all these people all around me with things to do and say and be, but what is the truth, what do they seek, what does it have to do with me. My heart is beating fast, but slows to a rythm that I know, what once was fast, now becomes slow. Do I sit in the dark and wait for the light, perhaps I know this will be a long winters night. I must lift my eyes I must look to see, I will find the one who created me. There is one who cares, one who knows, the one who sings, and the one who grows. I lift my eyes to the hills, where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord, creator of Heaven and Earth