Wednesday, 12 April 2006

In the Land of Not Knowing...

In the land of not knowing
There’s a place with no name
The only way to get there
Is down the road of pain
The signposts to direct you
Are the ones you haven’t seen
Through the land of why and maybe
What if and what might have been

You didn’t choose to go there
You wished it hadn’t come
And torn all of your yesterdays
To leave the future feeling numb
A place of questions without answers
And endless guessing games
Filled by the impenetrable emptiness
That does not go away

Down the street called loneliness
The avenue of fears
There walks a Man in silence
He holds a bottle filled with tears
He waits among the shadows
Until you call His name
Then He comes and sits with you
And holds you in the pain

The road from that place is winding
The direction still unclear
But He promises to stay with you
He tells you not to fear
For He holds all your tomorrows
And He was in your yesterday
And silently He’s waiting here
In the uncertainty today

In the land of not knowing
There’s a place with no name
In that place you found Him there
And He held you in the pain
The questions are unanswered
The journey still remains
But somehow nothing matters now
Because you know His name

C.S.Burroughs
Written 13-04-2006

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Wow...wow.

That's beautiful, Chrisbeee, I'm not kidding. I'm silenced by it. Nice one. Thankyou :)

Anonymous said...

deep

smoke and mirrors