There are no Hosannas. This is no joy or dancing or laughter in the house of fear. There is no freedom, no flying, no creativity … there is nothing but quiet, panic soaked walls. We are afraid that someone will notice we are broken. We are terrified that someone will see we are not good. We know that someday, someone will tell us that and that will be the end. There will be no more
So we dig our own bunkers. We hide as much as we can and we wait for that terrible day – of judgment. We wait for oblivion.
And then we hear you. It’s a whisper, as if you have joined us to hide too It’s as if you have known our fear. It’s as if you have been told that you are not loved, not wanted, too. And you have. And quietly, gently, you are saying our name. And in the hearing of that one simple word we breathe for the first time and we sleep soundly preparing for the new life to come, dreaming in hosannas.
Psalm - Dreaming In Hosanna's by Larry P Morris
ReplyDeleteThere are no Hosannas.
This is no joy or dancing or laughter
in the house of fear.
There is no freedom, no flying,
no creativity …
there is nothing but quiet, panic soaked walls.
We are afraid that someone will notice we are broken.
We are terrified that someone will see we are not good.
We know that someday, someone
will tell us that and that will be the end.
There will be no more
So we dig our own bunkers.
We hide as much as we can
and we wait for that terrible day – of judgment.
We wait for oblivion.
And then we hear you.
It’s a whisper,
as if you have joined us to hide too
It’s as if you have known our fear.
It’s as if you have been told that you are not loved, not wanted, too.
And you have.
And quietly, gently, you are saying our name.
And in the hearing of that one simple word
we breathe for the first time
and we sleep soundly
preparing for the new life to come,
dreaming in hosannas.
Second line should be "There is no joy..." LPM
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