Always Protects, Always Trusts, Always Hopes, Always Perseveres

Ariel Fifty-One

Yea, I did it again,
Yea, I stepped over the line,
Poison dripped from my battered pen,
I ignored every warning and sign,

I’m such a fathead,
And was proved in the wrong,
I wish I hadn’t said all the things I’ve said,
My faith is none too strong,

Yet I’m reminded every time I fall,
Of the reasons I was put on this green earth,
Still rolling on the Road to Damascus like Paul,
Scrabbling in the sludge of slipping self worth,

Though I’ve finally carved a way,
I’ve finally found those I can trust,
No longer alone beyond the fray,
Though of the Life Bread I’ve barely licked the crust,

Yahweh provides,
Sending what I need,
Brothers and Sisters at my sides,
Cleansing my twisted creed,

Even when I try to turn my back,
And ignore my Fathers’ wisdom,
He has faith that I’ll get the knack,
Forgiving me in his holy princedom,

I asked, he gave,
I wept, he was there,
I was lost, he whispered in my troubled cave,
I was blind, he sent me a friend with a prayer,

How could I doubt?
How could I stumble?
For so long all I could do was curl up into a ball and pout,
Now I’m part of that prophetic rumble,

He is the God of Love,
He forgives all foolish notions,
Even if I’m confused by things above,
Filling me with the only true emotions,


Though the flesh is unwilling,
When the spirit descends,
I realize all my senseless time killing,
He gives me the grace to make amends,

For I must always be changing,
He will not let go until he rocks my complacency,
Always churning; always re-arranging,
Challenging all the laws of “decency”,

I know I’m never alone,
For my God is all around,
My songs will have a sweet tone,
And my joy will never cease to abound...