Date Archives May 2021


Last week, my passion for poetry awoke, almost unexpectedly. I had parked poetry writing because I thought I lost a collection of them I had stored away. The truth is any piece of work that flows from your soul remains with you in a sense.I was grieving them. I resigned myself to simply starting over when I heard an internal whisper. “Check your old hard drive again.” I had searched before and came up empty. In obedience, I searched again and as you can predict where this was going I found a folder labelled “poetry” buried 4 levels down in the archive. As I re read the pieces with gratitude I was amazed at how concerned God is with the little things. I remain in awe of how he lovingly restores what was lost. I rejoiced. I cried. I made another copy of the folder and put it within reach. 

There was one piece that stood out as shareable for this season. It is a poem I wrote in 2005; 15 years and a whole lot of life experience ago.


Tears streaming down my face

as volcanic emotions rupture the seams of this frail earthen vessel

and as molten fears roll down hardened cheeks

they remind me of broken cisterns

trying to carry the burden of 

precious water to thirsty souls

Tears streaming down my face

flow from a place dark and cold 

beyond the surface smiles 

and feminine guiles

lay a pain waiting to explode

it’s been brewing for years

and the threads of this patched soul

can’t conceal these putrefying sores anymore

And so they flow with the passion

of rivers on a quest to find the shore

seeking answers mystic as ancient folklores

corroding tightly concealed dungeon doors

waking painful dreams untold

Yes these tears stream down my face

and this time I’ll let them go

let them flow upon diseased waters 

bringing purity and wholeness 

like HIS Blood that has saturated dirty sheets

I’ll let them caress this pain

rain washing this soul clean

I’ll let them remind me of where I’ve been

my tendency to sin

the hope I can only have in HIM

I’ll lay myself upon HIS brazen altar 

pour these tears upon HIS throne

Allow this cistern to be remade whole

sweeping away the dust and the cold 

I’ll come home

to that place of rest in YOU

KLD 30-Oct-05

 My friends, take it from someone who has lost much; God can and will restore what you’ve lost and often I’m more magnificent ways than you can imagine. I leave this encouragement from scripture with you:

“Are you weary, carrying a heavy burden? Then come to me. I will refresh your life, for I am your oasis.  Simply join your life with mine. Learn my ways and you’ll discover that I’m gentle, humble, easy to please. You will find refreshment and rest in me.  For all that I require of you will be pleasant and easy to bear.” Matthew 11:28‭-‬30 TPT

Write Fully Yours,

Lady Kavan

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