Poetry

2001
Shane Hayes, Age unknown
Kentucky, USA
Now I Understand
O silent heaven
O silent man,
Where can I find water,
In this dry and barren land?
That ends this pang of hunger,
And quenches this unsatiable thirst,
For long I have wearily wondered,
But still I struggle on to search.
O whispering heaven
O whispering man,
What are you trying to tell me,
I still don’t understand.
Please speak a little louder,
The world is full of noise,
I’ve been searching long for answers,
But still I can’t hear your voice.
O shouting heaven
O shouting man,
I can’t do the work,
Of a skilled master’s hand.
No one sees my efforts,
Only you know that I try,
How can I serve you any better,
But by giving away my life.
O consoling heaven
O consoling man,
I know the life you gave,
Was part of a bigger plan.
I see the desert as a forest,
Abundant with life and wander,
The answers have been right before me,
Even as I’ve pondered.
I see the mountains for the valleys,
Because of the depth and height,
They have all been directly proportional,
To my mountain joys and valley fights.
O gracious high heaven
O gracious redeeming Lord,
You’ve saved me from myself and others,
For you have greater things in store.
You’ve known all my troubles,
And blessed the work of my hands,
With peace of mind I turn to you,
Because now I understand.
© 2001 Shane Hayes - Contributed in May 2001 - May 2001 'Poem of the Month'

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