Crying out to the Lord
sincerly Dan


Standing outside the doors of Heaven

Chapter 1

Me and my soul

I am standing now by heavens door
and thinking about my past,
I have mostly managed it well
But I always took the blame

In sorrow and when the hard times blowing
The time when I was out in war to save
All those scared threaten people

I couldn't do anything to rescue the children
But I always cry when I think about it
So Lord what shall I do to still my pain

- I am crying out to you my Lord
I am begging you to ease my pain
wash me with that heavenly rain
so I don't go insane

Don't let me go thru this war again
for these deeds I feel so ashamed
I am looking for a resting place
a hiding nest to dwell my pain

Chapter 2

The answer from GOD

My child rise up and come to me
You haven't done any wrong
When you was out in war my child
It was because of love, and all the flowers
Over the tombs I do have planted them there

But you have do something wrong
You stopped to live your life my son
All things that pushed you down
Was nearly crushed you to the ground

It was in that time when I lifted you up
If you remember me my friend
My very blessed child
It was the time when you cried out

– God where are you now, help me up
From that bloody ground of fear
Help me up so I can disappear?

The time when you said that my child
Was the time I was holding you
So tight in my arms, and if I hadn't buried you
You had been lost forever that's for true

So rise up your head and step in
I have been waiting for you my child
In your heart there is now only peace
And your soul is shining so Heavenly





Poetry by Dan Cederholm
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Written on 2006-06-30 at 09:39

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Teala
Beautiful and heartfelt.......
2006-07-01


wee2souls
how I love the quote
"wash me with that heavenly rain"
beautiful way to write about God.
how he answers!.
heartfelt for sure
cindy
2006-06-30


Kathy Lockhart
This is a inspiring conversation with God! He answers our prayers and pleadings. He hears our every whimper. He knows our pain and understands our sorrows. Without Him how can we live in all of our tomorrows? Praise Him for His loving tender mercies and all emcompassing forgiveness. Kathy
2006-06-30



"Don't let me go thru this war again
for these deeds I feel so ashamed
I am looking for a resting place
a hiding nest to dwell my pain"

....I love this lined... very good piece!!!! kissess
2006-06-30


tony
this piece comes across very particularly, i would have to say. the construction of the phrases, the lines, the sentences, the thoughts, is painfully jumbled, and i only say painful, because there is so much potential, in what you've written. though, regardless, still particular. you've incorporated sincere thought and experience, even sponsored the best sort of descriptions...however...in putting everything together, the passion is lost, the rythym, the flow, the desire, all misplaced...i would suggest you rereading your piece, outloud, slowly, to yourself, and then you might see where i am coming from. as the reader, mind you, the reader...the author and the reader come from two different worlds...its the poetry's responsibility to find common ground...

best of luck...and again...so much potential...
2006-06-30