Sunday, January 11, 2009

The Castle


The Castle's Foundations have proven brittle
The water of the tide has moved in ebb and flow
The Walls, eroded like Jericho, have tumbled down

The Castle stands naked
Like the Lamb led to the slaughter
All things old will begin again new

Whether it is pleasing to us- it has no matter
Only God knows
And we are left guessing and in hopeful tension