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There was a time when time was not, you say,
And before time existed, there was God
But “before time” brings sequence into play
And it must be so – though it does seem odd.

The Cosmos burst from thought, intent, and Word
blazing light where only darkness reigned
And for the first time, God in Heaven heard
the chickadee and warbler’s refrain.

If there was time when things began to be
there must have been a time when things were not.
Design created, necessarily
would have a Mind from which they first were wrought.

And where creative thought exists there is
a sequence dwelling in the Father’s mind.
The nature and existence that are His,
Creation directs wanderers to find.

For His eternal nature, and His ways
are clearly seen and known by those who look.
He who formed the earth and nights and days
Brings evidence to light in nature’s book.

The stars were lit one day, but will burn out.
What once was spun in orbit, fade away.
But God who was before, without a doubt.
Will never cease, though Earth sees its last day.

And in the plan, revealed by Living Word
New Heavens and New Earth are yet to be
And eye has not yet seen nor hearing ear
the wonders He designed for you and me.

He who set the Heavens in their place
And calls the stars and planets each by name,
Calls to us, though still a fallen race
to seek and find Him – that is why He came.

For Father, Spirit Son – as One agree
that all who come repentant will be blessed.
And sealed in Heaven is this firm decree
Those, weary, heavy-laden will find rest.

And there will be a time, with no more sun
or moon or stars as we would see them now.
The Light that lights the world will be the One.
Before Whom Heaven and Earth will someday bow.

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Paradoxes of Living Faith

To be content
while striving for more
To guard my children
with an open door,

To love as God does
in a world full of sin
without letting worldly
temptations in,

With the faith of a child,
but not easily swayed,
To live in freedom,
with God’s will obeyed,

To seek holiness,
and struggle to learn
the right from the wrong,
without judgment, discern –

Not trusting in self,
yet to rightly divide,
to find self approved,
and to live as I’ve died,

Armed, ready for battle,
with peaceful trust,
and do all for love,
because I *must*…

To fear God is wisdom.
Yet true love, casts out fear.
Somehow I need both
while I dwell on this sphere.

So, Lord my prayer is,
as the New Year begins,
where my efforts fall short,
please cover my sins.

And if my mind fails
to make sense of Your will,
Let your grace lift the veil,
so I’ll follow You, still.

by Jane E Clark, Dec. 17, 2012

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Penumbra

You gaze at me, assured, composed,
as if your answer, unopposed
would stand against all scrutiny.

But what is clear in your own mind,
as one who sees and yet is blind,
is merely practiced litany.

You cannot see half hidden by
the shadow of the if and why
a nuanced answer signified.

And speaking yet into the air
enchanted by your doctrinaire
opinions that have not been tried –

You will not countenance a doubt
that anyone may have searched out
a truth you have not realized.

But I can see you, I can hear.
Your point of view is very clear.
And nodding silently, I go.

There is no point continuing
when only one is listening.
He will not learn, who only knows.

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Sad Spring

It used to be the sunlight shining through the trees
the warming breeze
would bring a smile to my face.

It used to be the song birds flying over me
in harmony
would fill my heart with such grace!

But what was once a springtime of a brand new start
now breaks my heart
I didn’t want you to leave…

I etch your face from memory on this day and then
you’re gone again
and all that’s left, is to grieve.

Oh sad spring
it doesn’t seem fitting that you come around
all light and sound
to a heavy heart.

Anything
diminishing my pain would seem a mockery
As all love for me
is torn apart.

When the light within is darkness, how great the loss
pick up the cross
as one who’s already dead

Let the songbird sing a dirge it is more fitting now
Would you allow
new dreams to be fed?

I etch your face from memory on this day and then
you’re gone again
and all that’s left, is to grieve.

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Familiar Friend

A business call,
a meeting planned,
a note half-written,
pen in hand.

Caught up in urgencies
I find
the worthier
has slipped my mind.

Days flee away!
Tasks without end,
have distanced my
familiar friend.

Now sitting here
and missing you,
I wonder what
I need to do,

to return
comaraderie.
Familiar friend,
remember me?

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Ode To Derrida

Discarding the loaf, he gnaws on the crust
Declaring all food but tasteless dust.
“Because you have always eaten bread
That doesn’t mean you’ve been well-fed.
You’ve missed the whole point,” he said with a grin,
“Since you have no stomach for original sin.”

For logic has fallen and can’t arise.
The meaning of meaning? Delusional lies.
What seems food to you is not food at all
What seems true to you – a siren’s call.
And you will live happily there in your dream
not caring if things are not as they seem.

The stylus bleeds when fixed in his grip,
conforming the straight to a Möbius strip.
Denying philosophy, playing the sage;
No words in the center, the margin, his page.
He signifies. Indicates. Yet you might miss –
The words have no meaning. Not even his.

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All I Can Do

I know
I don’t
I think
I can’t
You say
You are
All I can do
Is hope

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Illuminate Me

Spinning in circles.
Which way should I choose?
Will the things of real value
be things that I lose?

The duplicitous mind,
while desiring the prize,
fears the door I unlock
will be death in disguise.

My heart is misleading
and fickle tonight.
I need patience to finish
and follow the light!

Each step holds a consequence,
I know that well –
Please don’t let my steps
lead another to hell.

A great call before me.
Your Book in my hand.
The light from it’s pages,
Your guiding command.

My mind is no guide Lord,
my heart – not the key.
Only light from your Word
illuminates me.

– Jane Clark

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I Remain

You say hello to evening
as welcoming a friend.
The light has had it’s turn
the day has found it’s end.

It’s time to close your eyes,
to rest in dreamless sleep.
I know love never dies
but unashamed, I weep.

You smile in sweet repose,
adorned in silk and lace,
as one who really knows
you’ll see your bridegroom’s face.

In shadows I remain
and watch you as you fly,
yet choked with lonely pain,
to watch my Mother die.

(c) 2010 Jane Clark

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The mirror of Dorian Gray, deceiving –
his portrait lies buried that tells the truth.
The wandering heart, self-excusing, believing
it never will face the end of its youth.

But darkness will fill the heart of the canvas
And bloodstains seep through to mar beauty’s face
The countenance hardens, the mirror won’t show this
Until retribution has found her place.

Then sheets torn away to the horror of all
reveal the true nature of Dorian’s sin
No veil can now hide his consummate fall,
Nor repentance be found to begin again.

Only flames and torment, for this one must die.
His sins have dragged many, unwitting to hell.
Yet there, but for God’s grace, go I
Uncloaking my portrait, I know this well.

By Jane Clark 5/3/2010

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