M. Aline

Time seems to stand still

When you’re standing amid chaos

Destruction is bound to occur

If there’s not one to halt it

We think we have all the time in the world

But truly

Time is of the essence

It is given not to be taken lightly

But to be measured out

Distributed equally

Among the many souls that cry out

Your cry is the loudest

Like a wail from a well

Bouncing off stone chambers

Pleading for refuge

Seeking shelter in the arms of a loved one

We are alike

You and I

For we seek to fill a void

A God-shaped void

But continuously accept love that pierces our flesh

We believe that to be loved and in love

We must also go through pain

But with the greatest love

There is refuge

For once you are safe

How have we not been in this love before?

Lord forgive us for doubting you

Time seems to stand still

If we’d only wait

Our patience runs thin

But the more worn we get

The less we care

Our patience grows thick

With every rock we’re struck down

We stand upon the mountain

Facing it all

The chaos stays active

But our present is the result

Of a sound mind amidst it all

To drown out the crowd

—M. Aline