Flogging

He says to me to follow Him

And i do what i’m told.

He leads me to a solemn place

Where i’m naked and it’s cold.

He binds my hands, He binds my feet,

But first He covers my eyes.

He chains me gently to the cross

So i can sail the skies.

The music plays, the playing starts,

And i breathe deep and slow.

His touch, the joy, the agony –

“Let go, boy, let go.”

The cycle starts to build and build

A bitter-sweet refrain,

As energy engulfs the room

With mystery and pain.

It grows and grows, the rhythm strong,

A rushing, pounding tide.

i swim with psalms and saints

And martyrs who have died.

i feel the sadness and the sick,

i feel the lonely and the low.

i hear Him breathe, i feel Him strike,

“Let go, boy, let go.”

i struggle as i start to drown,

i cry and gulp for air.

Then comes His tender touch –

Again the pain and i don’t care.

i start to rise and leave behind

The hurt this planet brings.

i hug the clouds and kiss the sky

And fly on angels’ wings.

But sudden screaming pain returns

And i’m crashing back to earth.

More like God than Master He

Who gives me this rebirth.

He frees me from the dark and chains

That held me through the storm.

He ties me tightly in His arms

Where i’m naked and it’s warm.

i cry, i laugh, i cry, i laugh,

i long to kiss His feet.

This noble Lord i serve

Creates me happy and complete.

                         Dedicated to Master Taino

                        By His slave rene

                        October 22, 2003  

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