I am posting this poem again from a few years ago. A reminder that no matter how dark it is or how much faith I have or don’t have, light will break through and love will win.
All we have are words
And the grief that overwhelms us
Hope is gone
We saw with our own eyes
Our grief tells us
He is dead
Yet
We have words
We will wait
With our grief by the tomb
© Julie Clark
When I find myself
daydreaming
about another
place to live
quiet, peaceful
clean and uncluttered
wrapped in beauty
like a multicolored scarf
from India
and start searching
the island websites
for the latest
houses on the market
I know it’s time to
rest again
to
wait
for something to change
the wind to shift its course
strength to gather in my bones
a new burst of energy
to finish a task
long calling for my attention
for thoughts to string together
to make sense of this season
for gratefulness to replace
lethargy
I’ve been told
“Strength will come
for those who wait.”
© 2015 Julie Clark
This life is more than it seems,
we know.
More than these mortal bodies.
More than the eye can see,
the ear can hear,
we’ve been told.
Follow the path
ahead of you.
When all seems blocked
or obscured –
wait.
Revelation will come,
light will shine,
a voice will speak,
or cloud will surround
and open the way
for you to go.
Transformation
or Transfiguration
will expand
your heart and life
to carry more
love and glory.
© 2014 Julie Clark
These are the four poems I read at Nathan and Sarah’s wedding this last Saturday in Dubach, Louisiana. The first I wrote for Michael and Analia’s wedding in Tarija, Bolivia in 2009. The second I wrote for Suzie and Lich’s wedding on Whidbey Island in Washington State in 2010. The third I wrote when Nathan and Sarah were about to graduate from Tien Shan International School in Kazakhstan in 2009. The final poem was written in 2014 especially for Nathan and Sarah’s wedding.
Love is a choice I make today
Oh joyous day finally arrived
Long waited for dreams come true
Songs filling the air and our hearts
We choose love today.
The dance begun with timid steps
Continues on ever stronger
Each step uniting us closer together
Oneness and unity belong to us
We choose love today.
Each new day will come
Some with joy, some with pain
Love is patient
Love is kind
Remember the ancient words
They are life
Strong medicine when the heart feels sick
Love is a choice we make each day.
© 2009 Julie Clark
The story began
Long before you opened your eyes or breathed your first breath
Love has always been
In the Ancient Circle of Three
As the nature of love is to grow and be given away
It will never diminish, but multiply from generation to generation
As each new set of lovers take their place in the dance,
Unique in wonder and glory,
They replay the original heartbeat of the universe in their steps
It’s true
Our wildest and best dreams
Love is at the center
Not perfected in us yet
We see only dimly through a glass
But each choice to love brings closer the time
When love will rule the day
And there will be no more darkness
No more night
So take your place young lovers
Follow the wind of the Spirit
Who will lead you on
Choose love each and every day
For one another and for all those who enter your circle
As surely as the sun rises each day
The world will be brighter and lighter
Because you two have joined the dance
© 2010 Julie Clark
Love Has Time (Fridge Poetry)
Love has time
For summer music
Playing magically
Like moonlight
Bouncing upon the night
Love has time
To wait
For blossoms in their buds
To spread forth into the light
And say “I am here in all my glory”.
© 2009 Julie Clark
Who knew?
That waiting would take this long?
That your lives would weave together again
Who knew?
That your hopes and dreams had to die and be buried?
That a surprise resurrection was coming?
Who knew?
That there were tender eyes watching?
That there were strong hands guiding and weaving?
Who knew?
That you would be invited to join together in the great dance of love?
That you would hear the invitation and say yes?
Who knew? God knew and now we all know!
Let the source of all Love teach you now how to love one another.
© 2014 Julie Clark
Haunted
We are haunted by the brutal cost of our redemption
Images of the One
Broken for us
Flashing across our waking minds
The blood everywhere
Poured out for us
Communion is a haunting
Remember me
© Julie Clark
Waiting for Easter
All we have are words
And the grief that overwhelms us
Hope is gone
We saw with our own eyes
Our grief tells us
He is dead
Yet
We have words
We will wait
With our grief by the tomb
© Julie Clark
Abraham
Pleaded for mercy
For a city full of brokenness
I hear voices today
Calling for judgment
Jesus said:
Don’t pull up the weeds
Wait
Wait for the end
When everything is ready
Otherwise
You will pull up the wheat
With the weeds
Who is wheat?
Who is weed?
We don’t know
Time will tell
Things change
People change
There is always hope
Lets stop judging
Or we will be judged
Maybe
When we judge
We are pulling up wheat
After his resurrection
Jesus said:
You follow me
Don’t worry about anyone else
Perhaps
If we concerned ourselves
With ourselves
In this way
There would be
Less strife and judgment
More love
And peace on earth
© 2013 Julie Clark
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