Ruby red lips
Took me there
Behind the barn door
Young and scared
In the hay bails
Flirting and such
I tried to stop him
When it got too much
With my puppy love
Up in the loft
Entered the pit bull
To my pink toy poodle, shy and soft
And the barn trespasser
Certainly didn’t like
That sweet little thang
Having a sharp bite
So he shoved her, kicked her
Threw her to the floor
Her emotions echoed in the rafters
But only silence, outside the barn door
So no one believed
That sweet little thang
Got pouty lips that day
Lips that sting
And I lived my whole life
Covering up my dog days of summer
With color to make luscious
The lips that were simply numb-er
And my one last chance to make things right
Was to lather on the Revive
Over ruby red lips
Just maybe, maybe I would survive
Ruby red lips--Pouty ones too
Stammering, flattering, speaking deceit over again
The hounds only got louder
The voices of finite men
But oh that God would speak
And open His lips for me
And show me secrets of Wisdom
That I might truly be free
And fill my mouth with laughing
That my lips might rejoice
Heaven’s Healer has spoken
Given me inner Peace, Joy
Something really did happen
On the inside of me
In that sacred space
Where no one can see
Healing
Healing, real and whole
I’ve been back to the loft
With my revived soul
And I no longer fear
The pit bulls that creep near
The Lord is my Shepherd
Healing is here.
My lips shall praise Thee
Where once there was only pout
Thus will I bless Thee
Praises, I shout
30 June 2017
Early Morning Hours
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