A Heart's Cry
From Dissonance to Praise
Photo by Aaron Burden on Unsplash
As the blanket of the night falls in upon my soul
A voice cries out - it pierces me; a cry I can't control.
A melody of rhythms pulsate in my mind.
A harmony of triads, so dissonant and strong
Cry out in desperate longing for connection with the One
Whose music fills an empty heart and soothes the one undone
This melody it haunts me as I fight to find some peace.
A song enchained in denial's cage - the curtain held in place.
Fighting with my deep desires, fear's words win over me.
I arise and try to sing above this tragedy.
I tuck away the voice inside - deafening its cry.
The new song I sing is more pleasing to my outer man's facade.
No depth, no joy, no lasting message; I find no real release.
The song within breaks through my mind — I'm driven to my knees.
My voice now sings the melody each note now resonates.
At first alone, the chorus sounds as it rises up to meet
The anthem's song of praise to Him Who sits upon the throne.
Deliverance is its sweet refrain - my voice now unrestrained.
I am lifted to a higher place, drowning in this song of praise.
It's You O God, my King, my Love -
To You my heart does sing
A song of love and great desire
My soul is set on fire!
The intimacy I fought so long, now choosing to receive
I join with You in our love song
Fore'er with You I'll be.



This made me cry. Such longing, depth, and desire carried in these words. I found my soul singing along in praise and humble gratitude. You’re, a poet Laura! Truly! ❤️
The curtain held in place... I know that little outside-song too, the one arranged to look acceptable while the real cry is making a mess behind it...