In God we are healed...

I End the Time
Karen Hallenbeck-Sikorsky-George BS,RN
October 5th, 2006


Petals brush my hand, and the lime line in the sky beyond blue turns
Pale pink, the horizon spreads like soft butter, painted in foreign
Brush strokes, scattered in such majesty, my eyes open this time
Seeing YOU, asking YOU to take me, my acceptance has taken a
Lifetime, do they recognize the massive change the tidal wave the
Ending of before and after thoughts of a woman (me) who is gone
This hand cannot lift without pain, and yet it waves

A broad hello, a sincere good bye for the entrance of
YOU has weakened, broken, and ended me, and the
Gratitude is filling me totally, the memories folded
Put away like clean and bleached sheets, tomorrow I might change

The bed and find they are gone, and no more will the enemy camps
Plant their stakes in my innocent graveyard, burying the human
Victims of time and place, edging me further from the belief that
Sustains me even now, that yes your son Jesus Christ died for my
Sins, and the worry of others is gone, for they face their own land
The meadow spreads wide before us our pasture is green, lucid, lush

A home emptied and raped of love and warmth
A child lost and found only to be lost again
A woman grown not knowing where to begin
How to be an adult in a world gone mad (bad)

YOU took me in, and guided me far away from that desert plain
Where a full gas can and a match awaited my sin and ending of life
Explosion to rock the desert and hurt the hearts of those who could
Not through blinded eyes SEE the TRUTH, or feel the loss only a
Mother knows of all that bore fruit from her womb, without a crime
A sin it was taken away, and yet today I pray "accept all of YOU in me"...

Guns are firing distant, and somewhere in New Mexico a simple man
Walks the dusty road, not wanting or anticipating more than the pleasant
Landscape, the dry warm fall air burrowing, standing, then sitting on his
Forearm as he walks, he works and eats simply, his dog stands at his
Side, perhaps his wife died, and his children left but he (like me) knows
The fruit on the tree remains unpicked, and we are given just a day

To plant, harvest, and reap the love of YOU in our hearts
One word spoken carries monumental love to so many
One raised hand in friendship empties years of hate and
Sadness is just a state of pity, a hamper of dirty clothes

Forget the hurt the pain the attacks, if you can relieve yourself as I
Must, walk a few steps to a narrow path, sweep the dust away and
Read the message written in stone before you, the sky has become
A softer blue, and the white pillow clouds multiply holding hands
In the circle of life, the lone dove flies to your heart and lets you
Know today that HE loves all of you, and we are lifted higher than

The wandering kite without a string, far beyond the ocean
To a destiny uncharted, and the islands of time await us
If we only let go, stop working against the truth, and on
Bended knee pray for HE to save us, don't fight again, its

Too late to start again, I end the time for the clock has stopped and
Only the rising sun tells me of a new day, the church bell tolls and
The sound enters me for the first time, a barn filled with hay is so
Fragrant, and that single horse grazing so beautiful, the rejection
Is gone, the guilt buried, swallowed whole, we live through one who
Promised us everlasting life, we are here again, beyond the gate..


The shame of wasted years is ending
God your love is all of me, and today I think
Will anyone recognize me, and yet does it matter
Not at all, you are holding me, BEING me, letting me
Live as you intended, the CREATOR has been the
Artist of lost time, the star is singly held, I am
Only YOUR reflection, God rest this pain...