Fragile

How fragile I am
In this crevice again
In the heat of the light
I barely seem to see,
how broken it can become
to stay numb at the dawn of
New things
Now I am still lost in these
church seats
Capitol hill stands still
Who can rule?
Who can reign?
Who can take away this
Pain–
Love like this, that kind that
takes over your mind,
That rules that which no one
else can take over–
I have space for someone,
For anyone who can return
And rerun the memories of
what it would never be like
without it–
Worthy is the man that
never did sin,
That never did give in,
That still said it would be
hard,
That felt it for us,
That took it upon Himself,
How fragile He was,
How broken He became,
How insane love is
That even fragile people
like us can carry Him in us–
Fire, flame, burn, burning,
Earning that love can never
Be given but wasting all my time
to get it, well, that is a cost I want
to be willing to–
Fragile is a gift
Poor is more
And that seems to be the
Most important thing right now

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