Weighed In The Balance &....
 
Dreams collide in confusion; reverberations echo, broken is the heart.
Trials parlayed into hope; secret wishes vanish on lives torn apart.
Journeys arise anew, yet dreams, oh the night dreams still confuse.
 
Voices ring loud from within silent halls.
Tribulation comes; unto the innocent befall.
Weighed now in the balances; measured unto life.
Found wanting is the cry which falls upon the silent night.
 
So whereunto should this penance solemnly bring?
If not here, then to least where my risen angel sings.
For of this heart which lies torn in the ashes and dust.
Come to this upon the midnight, a new resurrection in Holy trust.

J. Allen Wilson © 10/22/08