Gazing at my empty hands.
Come Holy spirit and fill.
Heart and soul screams with demand.
Erase the sense of betrayal.
My Spirit twists in agony.
Gasping, chocking as tears gush.
Heart beats in broken melody.
Heavy weight, hear the crush.
I run in frantic fright.
Leaving my heart of mush.
No safe shelter in sight.
No warm company, hear the hush.
Holy Spirit, I need your companionship.
As others receive so freely.
Like two beings meant for kinship.
Don't let this gift pass by me.
By: Clark Judovsky
Lord, set sail.
Gentle and strong, hands.
Pushing me out to sail.
Leaving the sands.
Lord, come in the boat.
"Go on ahead, He said."
Lump forms in my throat.
As I look ahead.
Being puzzled, I turn around.
Seeing my Lord smile.
He says, "I will see you around."
My emotions go wild.
In the middle of no where.
As the sun shines.
Out of reach of human care.
My body whines.
Cool rushing breeze.
Ushering dark forming clouds.
I go to my knees.
As fear and worry, hounds.
The sound of thunder.
I smother my face.
Where's my Lord, I wonder?
I miss His calming voice.
Looking up, on my right.
Blinded by the raining sky.
Filled with fright.
Don't let me die.
Still looking out
at the stormy sea.
A familiar voice shouts,
"Come out to Me!"
Light, radiating figure.
"It Is I the Lord!"
"Come hither!"
Lord, come here on board!
His arms opened wide.
Unresisting urge.
They have never lied.
Into the deep I surge.
Sudden crushing wave.
Swallowing my security boat.
Into watery grave.
Never again, float.
Distracted by this funeral.
My eyes off the Lord.
See wind, rain and waves funnel.
Sinking in this water world.
Lord, save me!
Loving arms of gentle, strong hands,
free me!
Instantly back on sands.
Looking up to my Lord.
Seeing and absorbing His smile.
He cuddles me with sweet rewards.
Lasting more than a while.
By: Clark Judovsky
Hallway of closed doors.
Hear a heartbeat
pounding the walls and floors.
Sweeping me off my feet.
End of the hallway
room with no door.
I am carried to its call.
For what's in store.
Room with no windows
where no flower can bloom.
No looking out to lush meadows.
Hear the walls gloom.
A door behind me closes
quickly turning around.
Replaced by prayer closets.
Lies and doubts keep me bound.
My soul cries and whales.
Heart and mind scream and shout.
Tears fill the rooms pails.
Not enough to quench inner drought.
The room begins to fill
heart swims for its life.
The room now has a chill.
Cutting the soul like a knife.
Remembering the prayer closets
Lord Jesus come and deliver.
Lies and doubts no longer exists.
Open window, out goes a river.
Out the window
the room has a drain.
Draining me out to lush meadows.
Beauty, only Jesus can contain.
Wind from His high Mountains
drying off my holy garments.
Within me appears anointed fountains.
Forever more in His presence.
By: Clark Judovsky
Suspended in the air,
is someone there?
For I desire warmth,
from the earth.
Beneath my feet,
will they finally meet?
Come and rescue,
my strengths are few.
A cloud surrounds me,
the warmth consumes me.
It erases everything around me.
The light overpowers,
no existence of hours.
Lost in its presence.
Body and soul are one in His excellence.
Unknown to mankind,
blot nor blemish come to mind.
Truly no fairy tail,
beyond the veil.
I see His face,
in this secret place.
Never will I be alone,
this is my home.
A Savior forever,
He cannot say never.
Come to me my beloved,
you will never be abandoned.
I will make all things clear,
so child do not fear.
For I am hear.
By: Clark Judovsky
The eyes close,
as tears begin to flow.
Like a rushing stream.
Finding dry places to redeem.
The taste of salty tears.
What I have to calm the fears.
Suddenly arms of love,
from my father up above.
Wrap them selves around me.
All fear, now has to flee.
Safe, warm and calm.
No harm by open palm.
Tears, He allows the flood to flow.
So worries, fears and hurts,
only to disperse.
Making room for His eternal joy.
That invades parched vessels.
In every man, women, girl, and boy.
