soundofmanywaters

Hidden   Set your mind on things above… For you died, and your life is hidden with Christ in God. Colossians 3   My life is hidden in God with Christ my Lord My death an echo of his sundered grave My song is tuning to a distant chord   My soul, dawn stirring in a twilit wood In longing for his light is all my love My life is hidden in God with Christ my Lord   Hear now the chirrup of a waking bird While light is yet to creep through clouds above My song is tuning to a distant chord   Waste shall fall from me and become the food That cycles through the earth and makes it move My life is hidden in God with Christ my Lord   World swirls around me with unwearying word Selling the trash that glitters in its trove My song is tuning to a distant chord   Here in the heavens with you is all my hoard Here is the soul you spent yourself to save My life is hidden in God with Christ my Lord My song is tuning to ...

SoundofManyWaters Collection 9: Relating Furies and Gorgons, Bone of my Bone, Semaphore     Furies and Gorgons   Blusterless Agamemnon The wind gone from your sails Buy a fair breeze With your daughter’s blood And get a hurricane With talons in it.   Medusa rises from the abyss With serpents rising from her hair Each slithering shape gazing With the face of the oppressed: Despised daughters, belittled Sisters, grieving mothers, Abandoned widows and Rejected lovers.   Quick, Perseus! Raise your mirror before their stares Strike home into your stony heart.     Semaphore   Somewhere we lost the knowing of each other We made an image, stuck it on a shelf. Now you are left so many lies to smother And I must labour on to lose myself.   Now mountains rise between us, gaunt and high And no-one knows what we are waiting for. Who will be first to scale them, you or I, And si...