There are Stars in your eyes,
Piercing the frozen skies,
As we walk this hard winter’s night.
We find ourselves trudging through snow
In woods, stiff and cold.
With other eyes glaring,
Starless eyes glaring,
Wicked eyes staring,
As we walk this hard winter’s night.
In heavy boots we must press on,
Pushing, paining on sharp porcelain roads,
Frozen in this January kiln.
I can see that you are cold.
Though wind freezes numb your tear ridd’n cheeks
I know you are cold,
But not how to warm you;
And the wind’s cutting and burning at what it seeks.
You don’t shiver at the wind.
It scares me.
Is it that bad within?
You are cold
And I don’t know how to warm you.
You are cold.
I don’t know how to warm you.
Oh to build a fairy land
Where all my friends could go.
Floating ‘long a silver stream
Singing songs that we know.
The children splash and wave to us
As they swim and scream,
While we sing of merriment
‘Long the silver stream.
So far away from the woods
Where snow is cold and deep.
Where demons go to hide themselves.
Where their soulless eyes creep,
Cackling laughter from the deep,
The devil’s breath of the deep.
Oh to build a fairy land
Where demons cannot walk.
Their feet begin to boil,
Their hands begin to rot.
They screech and scream, seized with pain,
As soon as they touch the air.
They’re far away from the stream.
We cannot hear them there.
Oh to build a fairy land
Where fruit is crisp and sweet,
And you can snuggle with animals
On the soft green grass
When you’re full and want to sleep.
The warm breeze whispers across your face.
It’s more a blanket then a wind,
And your dreams are a fantasy of beauty and wonder
Beyond the fairy world you’re in…
I’m sorry…
I can’t build this land.
In truth I can barely stand.
The best I can do is hold your hand
And pray,
And watch the stars in your eyes.
Battling fiercely you begin to cry,
Making the stars rain snowflakes from a cloudless sky,
But Daddy said to just keep walking.
Heavy snow flakes are falling down
I feel each one touch the ground,
But trudging through I hear the sound
Of Daddy saying, just keep walking.
He loves us, and He’s walked this path before.
He’s saying, trust Me and just keep walking.
We’re doing ok. Let’s just keep walking.
Your doing ok. Just keep walking.
There are stars in your eyes,
Warring with the frozen skies,
And the Morning Star will bring the warmth of spring.
This night the sun rises again,
And this night we fall in love with the Sun again.
And as we feel the Sun rise,
I look into your eyes
And see the stars brighter then before,
And the moons and celestial forms of more.
Transfixed on this light the world then dies.
I feel Love’s elation from the Stars in my stomach.
My heart breaks with joy pierced by Stars in your eyes.
The mind embraces the paradox of Stars dust.
And my body is burned bright in winter’s frozen skies.
Consumed by the Fire,
Turned one with the Stars,
We are warriors looking down,
Made greater then mars.
When the devil breathes, yeah, it’s cold and harsh.
But when he breathes the stars grow brighter.
When the devil breathes, yeah, it’s cold and it’s harsh.
But when he breathes the Son’s embrace grows tighter.
I am with you.
I tell you by taking your hand.
The fight is so loud, hear me through my hand.
I am with you.
I AM with you.
I walk toward home
And wait for the Sun to come down…
And I watch them,
The Stars in your eyes.
I take you by the shoulder and look.
There are Stars in your eyes,
Resting on the cheeks of Sunrise,
And the Morning Star will bring the warmth of spring.
The Morning Star will bring the warmth of spring.
I love You. I love you.
Amen.
I’ve been reminded of this poem a couple times in the last couple weeks. I think it’s pretty decent even though I wrote it many years ago… many years… It came back to mind when I read Keep Walking on Micah’s blog. Then it came back to mind talking with a friend just now at work. I feel like when I wrote the poem I felt so much stronger.
