I know crazy

It aches Insanity – it is rich with light, Ever lusher with shadows, Dimly faded feelings, whispers Welcoming the wars that come To those who listen… it’s voice… I know crazy Crazy – it is like the wind, Forever moving, never giving in To sleep or silence, Always flooded with sound, Sound for those who listen… It paints the heart in black memories, Erasing the colors, the hues Vibrant and rhythmic like a melody, Sumptuous promises, poured out over, The rising sun, as dewdrops tremble On laughing petals, as the night fades Into dawn… I know crazy It comes in many forms! Crazy is the way a child loves a mother, Who is always leaving, never loving, only going, Never looking back… Crazy is the way a silence forms inside the heart Who knows the meaning of a panic, That quietly floods the distance between faith and fear. Crazy is the way the stars keep dancing, Never silent despite the ghostlike darkness, Who startles every dream… Crazy is the way the ache inside never quiets, The desperate yearning for a lover, Who refuses love… Crazy is the way a heart will break, Even though its pulse is strong… its love is not wrong, But the feeling has gone…. I know crazy, but I tone it down with the other thing I know. And, I know it better than I know crazy… God is great and God is steady. He never allows my crazy to win over the hope, Hope for everlasting peace, Hope for eternal grace, Hope for always – love that finds a way, Even though crazy tries to wash the joy away, Even though crazy tries to silence the amazement of this ordinary faith! I know crazy… but I know even better, The answer, the grace, the prayers for His embrace!