I held my breath and balled up my fist
ready for a fight I can’t resist
Anger, frustration, who can I blame?
My fist fell limp as I failed the game.
Some days are longer than those before
Forever waiting for what’s in store.
Tired of patience and this long life
Words and manners meant only for strife.
So I took a long walk at midnight
to try and make this fallen world right.
Escape from drama into relief
The quiet calm of my own belief.
Refreshing tingle of midnight air
Sparkling hope across the sky bare
Heavens declare the glory of God
Here I could lose the built-up façade.
The floor welcomed me the traveler
As I paused to hear the night’s whisper
There is no fear in love—perfect love
Who can serve two masters, fear or love?
Battering rams they violently tore
Messages, curses, and more and more,
Chipping away at innocent youth;
I saw them dissolve ‘neath springs of truth
For of the abundance of His heart,
The heavens speak love and fears depart
The night’s whisper yelled in the silence
Shifting my focus to future-tense.
I left my bed of other-world grace
Blessing that time and this awe-filled place
Escaped from drama into relief,
The quiet calm of my own belief