I see you and know you.
The things your eyes say before you turn away.
I see you and know you
almost as clear as a mirror.
I reach my hand out to grasp yours
as you do mine.
Only time and space stand thinly in-between.
I see you and know you.
I can only compare your eyes to the stars in the night sky
I can only compare your smile to the sun
your laugh to the splash made by a jay in the first puddle of spring.
None of it does you justice
I see you and know you.
©ChristopherF. Brown 2010
Confusion
The blight of a conscious mind.
A pox upon a faithful spirit.
able to comprehend
and reason
like nothing else in creation
Yet
some say to reason about creation
to ask questions of the creator
is the same
just as kin
as to question the creator.
And that is said to be most horrific of a sins.
Confusion
We lean not on OUR OWN understanding.
We walk by FAITH and NOT BY SIGHT.
How could we ever get to true understanding if we did not question
the flaws of
and in
OUR OWN
and seek higher than it?
Higher than those around us that claim to know.
If told to move
one has to ask
“Where?”
otherwise we remain still.
By faith we ask
By faith we receive
By faith we walk.
Confusion
not question
is the enemy of faith
Confusion
not question
opens the door for ignorance and doubt.
Confusion is the dark
Question is the door leading the way
Faith is the answer that brings understanding and revelation.
The light is not blissful ignorance but a faithful knowing
to any question
we receive
a faithful answer
All will be made clear
seek and you will find
knock and the door will be opened
Ask and it will be given to you.
© Christopher F. Brown 2010
I know this might sound silly
Coming from us what really doesn’t.
The other day an ant crawled across my finger tip
I lifted it up to a place where I could better see it.
As its little antenna’s moved back and forth I wondered
Could its microscopic mind comprehend me?
For all of its social skills
For all of its building talents
A mere ant and all of anthood is nothing
in comparison
To man and all of manhood
I watched it move
From fingertip to fingertip
In comparison
it would be like me
Moving from mountain top
to mountain top
I wonder
With all we think we know
Can we
Could we
Would we
Ever be able to fully
Comprehend you?
©Christopher F. Brown 2010
