Through the Enemy's Garden

We walked without direction

Through the enemy's garden,

Hand in hand through darkness.

A waking dream of endlessness;

A field of stars and flowers.

Lifted in a world of colored light

All through the enemy's garden.

Not a word nor whisper

For here no murmur may pass

To disturb the eternal sleeper

So walk without direction

Through the enemy's garden

And wander forever and on and on

Hand in hand and beyond.

An Angel's Prayer

You seek to wrong me

To take from me

That which You did freely grant me.

You wish to extinguish

This light of Heaven

This Morning Star!

I am the one that guides all others,

To light and leave the glowing sky!

And now for something petty: choice!

You would cast me out to die.

Know then, Father,

Once upon the barren stone,

I did love only Thee alone.

Vindicate Me

Vindicate me,
Give me my last words to say.
Cleanse my soul
And let my sins just wash away.


I am the Fallen One
At whom angels curses hurled,
Not mere dust awakened
When broken wings unfurled.


I am the one they lost,
Shattered by the weight
That carried me down
To this forsaken state.


Vindicate me,
Grant me peace within my soul.
Release me,
Renew me and make me whole.


I've been no saint
To beg redemption in the night,
Nor murdered son;
Sole saviour of humanity’s blight.


I am the one in exile,
Mastered by my fate
And until my pride’s forgiven,
On Hell's throne I will wait.


Vindicate me,
Who for choice would die.
Let me fall,
To live as I breathe and lie.


If heaven is so mighty,
Then send back my sword
And fight me.

Eden's Folly

Here these steps I’ve walked before,

This pathway through the broken grass,

                                                  trees fading:

Our road from paradise lost.

Caught quietly in forced reality,

                                                   Your smile:

I remember from before Eden’s folly.

I would rather sin than innocence

For when I choose to love you.

The Once and Future Morning Star

Wishing sunlight away with wind,
Take with you the colors of life
And leave me barren and broken.
Upon wings of golden silver
You've flown and seen my frozen world
-You cherished my ashes instead -
What a true victory it was!
I lie broken-voiced and lost:
No hope left for me, my brother,
But you are the one still in chains.

Wave your toy sword around with glee
-With reasonable force, brother -
And try to recall why you're there.
From my ashes don't kindle flame
For I am here not without cause
-Rebuked but always remembered -
No star named for any of you,
Remember me to them that way
-To Him that cast me from His side-
The once and future mourning star.