• To Sarah Marie Dalheimer( I guess I found my gift after-all..) Phileo

    The Static Hum

    The Pulsing Drum

    Flowing through the air

    Washing over you

    Makes you feel

    Breathless.

    Weightless.

    The soundtrack of your life

    on private display

    The memories of your entire being

    From your first breath

    To your last.

    You watch every laugh, every smile

    every scream, every tear streaking down your face

    every prayer, and every sin

    After all the pain its brought you

    All the heart-ache, the never-ending search for answers

    You see that it was all leading up to this moment

    When all you've done is put before you

    The shame is overbearing

    You hang your head and weep

    You rage, you scream

    you collapse

    you breakdown

    A light shines down upon you

    It comforts you, you can no longer see your sin

    You see the good, The times you struggled and

    Worked so hard just to keep going

    And even harder to lift others up

    To give them a gentle push, a helping hand

    everything you've done for God

    Every time you've turned to him

    Trusted him completely

    And never been disappointed

    The times you've wept in agony

    And he was there

    Every apology made

    Knowing you've already been forgiven



    In spite of everything you smile

    More tears streak your face

    You weep again but in joy

    Because even after everything

    you know

    That you made your choice a long time ago

    You turn and walk into the light.