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I Am That Iamb
In the Beginning was the Word
Just a sound really
A somber echo into the abyss
that kickstarted the whole universe
(was the noise beautiful? was it ugly?
who's to say for sure...
...it was the First)
But it did its job
It filled the eternal silence
Before the wonder and the chaos
(before the peace and the violence)
And the Word was with God
But who was He? (or was it She?)
When did IT step up to the plate
to flip on the Switch
and kiss monotony goodbye?
And pronouns aside...
(we got bigger fish to fry,
believe you me)
...stick all the Hows and Whatifs
where the sun don't shine
I wanna know WHY
WHY it's all here instead of not
WHY instead of infinite space
I see nothing but Your Face:
a world full of splendor,
a world full of ugly
(you have a schedule to keep,
but before you leave,
I just wanna know)
WHY you created me
to long for what I couldn't
to do the things I shouldn't
Odds are equally as good
I could have been anyone else
(that's just not the way
the cookie crumbled)
But I guess I could be grateful
(instead of full of pride ... humbled)
(after all) I'm the only Me
that'll ever be around
(and WHY am I writing this now?)
I should be getting into bed,
instead I let unaswerables fill my head
I should have dreams to chase,
roses to smell,
instead I willingly get tangled in the weeds:
forget about the present,
dabble in the past,
fuss about what hasn't happened yet
I can't see the forest for the trees
(don't know the purpose of You
nor the purpose of Me)
Yet I tear open the Bible
with words to read,
and somehow comfortingly
they come back to Thee
The Word became Flesh
And the Flesh started to speak
syllables
... then seeds
Hims, Hers, Wes
And You and Me
sentences
... then sinew
And quick as a wink, wouldn't you know?
A whole human grew...
..cutting the world in two
No longer just Dark and Light, Day and Night
Now we have what's False
Now we have what's True
...and dwelt among us
giving His Blood
He took your broken-pitiful-self
and said,
"It is Enough."
Copyright ©
Timothy Hicks
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