Don't Call Off the SearchAndrew Horton - 21 Feb 2007

Repellent he stands,
Behind force-field hiding,
Undeciding.

No determined way inside,
No grandeur plan
To be his guide.

He’s lost,
But, still he knows his way.
He’s deaf,
But, still he hears his name.

Dodging darts of probing “sin”;
A word not easy to let in,
Let alone discover within.

But, “Something” is moving.
The Spirit? Maybe;
Fear removing.
“Something” hooked,
On chance improving.

Renewing mind
And transformation.
Better than
All expectation.

Life providing.
Hope abiding.
Tragic circumstance confiding.

No longer dealing “desperate view”;
When nothing is left,
Everything is new.

Don’t call off the search.


(based on Matthew 18:12)

Andrew Horton © 2007