Father

You’re a good father
And you are my father
A perfect father
Yet I find ways to forget
I run from you
Making mistakes
Because I want to
Because I know I’m not perfect
And I find ways to prove it

Why would anyone look up to me?
Finding reasons not to forgive myself
Even though you already have
Because you’re my good father
That’s simply who you are

Yet it’s even more complex
Than that
Isn’t it?
You gave it all
As my father
Died as my friend
Paying all my debts
And wrapping me in your loving arms

You give me all your mercies
None that I deserve
And take my hand
To walk with me
Through the destruction I cling to

I should be broken at your feet
Thrown from your sight
Left for dead
Yet you search for me

You find me so easily
Never tiring of this hide and seek
Teaching me a new game
I just never got the hang of it

I don’t want to search anymore
You tell me you were never hidden
As I bask in your power
Dwell in your presence
Prayers on my lips
My soul sings
As you dance with me

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When a Stranger Speaks Your Name

I’ll rest in this a while
Although I’m not sure what this is
A stranger passing spoke my name
Without ever saying a word

I find myself unable to move
Carrying a weight of a land that I never knew was home
My heartbeat is this rhythm
The beat of the rain on the roof over my head

There is a love here that took me away
A longing that aches for a return that is on its way
Could you ever know it?
Wake up and hear this song

These words slap you across the face
Yet gently tuck you into bed
Somewhere safe to lay your head
As you belong here

A welcoming with open arms
An unexpected arrival
A pasture to lay down in
Sectioned off fields of fairness

Floating through every step
As if a ghost lives inside of me
Maybe it’s time to start listening
When strangers call my name

Whispers of warmth tracing across the cracks in this cobblestone heart
Hearing angels pulling at the seams
Take off your coat and feel the mist
Be ready to experience a homecoming

You don’t have to know where you are
In order to know that this foreign land is your home
Your entire life you have been on holiday
Let the prodigal return

Ireland waited for you
Embraced you in her loving arms
Not ready to let you go
Hear her in the whispers of strangers