Summer Will Come

I wandered to a coffee shop during my lunch break today and thought I’d try my hand at poetry, which I rarely do. But something came of it, so I thought I would use it today instead of my stuffy prose.

This morning I spent some time in Psalm 18, and the theme of light has been reverberating through my brain since then.

 

I took my first gulp of air

in an atmosphere I’ve been living in since September.

I’ve been in a hole- dark damp and cold-  when I fell in I hardly remember.

My heart screams to say, since it’s Valentines day, that surely there’s love here for me,

not found in a kiss or a laugh or a gift but fleshed in my lover’s surrender.

Oh how I forget, my wandering heart, as days become months and the air seems to thin,

the sunlight feels foreign and I start to doubt if I really believe in Him.

I think of the childish tune to my soul long before I moved to the south- in my heart, in a car that died years ago, as I pray that the darkness won’t win.

But you are the spring, you are the summer, you are the one who lights my lamp. Like a foreign land in the dead of winter, you win in my heart as the sun goes down.

And summer will come. Summer will come.

I unwrap red paper in a café alone as strangers sip coffee around me.

It feels so strange to be writing here, a part of this big new city.

I’ve heard others speak of a lonely heart, their jargon foreign to, me but now I know, now I remember, I feel like I finally see.

“This too shall pass” he says to my tear stained face. I don’t doubt it’s truth.

But when, God? When, God?

Can I just please see you?

For you are the spring, you are the summer, you are the one who lights my lamp. Like a foreign land in the dead of winter, you win in my heart as the sun goes down.

And summer will come.

Summer will come.

 

One thought on “Summer Will Come

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s