In Front of Me

(In Front of Me, from Fearless Moral Inventory, by Juliet A. Wright, copyright 2009, all rights reserved.)   In Front of Me

The sign says reduced speed ahead

But all I see are empty spaces

That remind me of the empty faces

Staring back at me day after day

Any brilliance night time follies erases

They forget me

Empty spaces

But in front of me

Are the children of Saint Mary

Our dreams will they carry on.

With love I can see

Their souls search for truth

Eager to leave youth behind.

But can I see?

The sign says “Have a nice day.”

But all I see is white

Green hides beneath white crystal coats

Of ice and snow

This wind chills me to the bone.

Making minutes go by like hours

Frozen spaces.

But in front of me

The earth is asleep.

Why do I weep and moan?

This rest she needs

To bring spring to life the time when she takes her throne.

But Can I see.

Down the road I know he’s there.

The one who’s true and calls me fair.

It’s hard to tell what the future holds

But I’ll be alright.

For my Lord, I know he’s there.

The sign says “prepare to stop.”

But all I want to do is run.

Run from the gray trees and sky

Gray on the road ahead

And the gray in my reflection.

The gray in  your dying face.

But in front of me.

Is a man who’s done his time.

He’s learned his lessons fine for now.

He’ll be taken back.

To try and try again.

Our lessons they send us back.

But can I see?

Can I see?

Can I see?

Nothing but the beating of my heart.

Nothing but the beating of my heart.

The sign says ICU

But all I see are white walls

Tired to my bed unable to move

What’s happening to me

Concerned faces stare down at me.

Lord I’m frightened.

Desperate spaces.

But in front of me

Is the paradise I’ve searched for.

Fear it has lurked for so long.

Now I can leave

This troubled world behind.

Be with the One who’s true and kind.

But can I see?

Can I see?

Can I see?

Can I see?

There’s nothing but he beating of my heart.

Nothing but the beating of my heart.