KAIN The Poet

I will be performing live at Chatem Café this evening. I hope to see you there.

Of Starts and Ends... (A Meditation of Victory)

Grace, like a crayon in the hands of a child...
Colors beyond the edges.
My life, a mess - indecently exposed before the eyes of God...
Arousing his Mercy.
In these checkered streets,
His hands hold me along the line..
I will not be boxed...

If Faith is spelled RISK,
I will recklessly believe in divine rescue.
When days are darkest; when I start to falter, may my flickering lights remind me..
That greater is he, Christ the God who lives in me!

There's a noise that beckons deep within,
When life makes little sense... I will not lose.
When I'm fallen - when I'm failing still..
And the devil's schemes aggrandize...
The noise repeats...
He's God of the Ends, Just as he is of the Starts!

-KAIN-