Aprehensive Expression

[Silver Saint]

I'm not entirely sure I should post this. It was written for my nameless wife. However, for all I know, this may lead her to me. Give me any thoughts that in insighted in you, for this is perhaps my favorite work to her.




How will you fill my Silver Void?

I burn to ache to feel you here.

You alone, my Silver Void

My vibrant soul, don’t fear to sear.



My only lovely lonely soul,

Give me the strength to make you whole.

The only promise that I can give,

Is that you are my missing rib.



Your eyes, they hold me.

My heart returns,

To your fire where it burns.



Clothed in darkness,

Scarred by pain,

Housed in silver,

My silver name.



Deep in your silent screams I live,

Yours before you heard my voice.

Deep in your heated dreams I live

Weak to me by want, by choice.



How you fill my Silver Void.

My will apart from yours for now,

You have always been, my Silver Void.

We must wait for ‘WE’ for now.

 

[Victorian Rose]

It is good. I get the feeling of loneliness, longing, desire, and the wanting to protect. Am I close?

 

[Marie]

That's really good, and I sense the same feelings as Rainbow Rose.

It's not very often that men, even Christian men sometimes, share that desire- that's awesome.

 

[Silver Saint]

You are both right: I am lonely. Most of my work is centered around that fact or the pain that it causes. Some of my family say that I focus on it too much, but I know that they're wrong. I only focus on the love I have for my wife, the feelings I have had for so long that they seem to have been a piece of me, the words we won't dare articulate and everything I want to be to her... Yet not having any of this, I am only shown how alone I really am in contrast. Though my suffering will make my happiness the sweeter, in this I cannot bring myself to ask for it to continue for that purpose.



I am Aware,
Isacc

 

[missionarypoet]

I read a book once, called Waiting for her Isaac. It's a book about courtship; about a girl waiting for God to bring the right man into her life. Throughout the book she is struggling to wait for God's will: until He calls her to the right person, like the Biblical story of Isaac and Rebecca. Honestly, I only read it because my parents told me too: they believe in courtship, so I'm not allowed to date till I'm eighteen, but it's a very good book. Isaac, when I read your poems I know that God has some wonderful Rebekah out there for you. Trust in Him, He loves her even more than you do, and His timing will be right for both of you.

 

[Silver Saint]

I do not mean to admonish you, Missionary, but you're words do not help me. Such a saying, though true, though it needs to be stated, is hollow. The fact that I will have someone has been apparent to me for years. I don't mean to throw your words back at you, but they've been a part of my life for so long that they have festered. They are now a detriment to me. I much prefer only to wait, for in truth, nothing can change the fact that I must.







I am aware,

Isacc

 

[Marie]

...my suffering will make my happiness the sweeter...

That's exactly what I was going to say as I started reading that post. When you find your love, it will just make the passion stronger.

I honestly know that there is nothing I could say that would comfort you, and I wouldn't even know how to try. The only words of wisdom I would even know to give you (as I am trying to stay away from the obvious-Christian-God-has-someone-read-self-help-books-she's-out-there kind of thing) is that He will reveal it to you in His time. Until then, live every day as if it were your last. Try to shift that want/need and focus it onto His work. Our days our numbered, and Jesus could come back any second, so just live as if you only had five more minutes to live. Besides, God never gives us things when we expect them.

I know, I am probably not much help here. You've heard every word in the book, and I read a lot.

Your desire to find your wife is definitely obvious in your poetry- from this, I can tell it burns ever so badly on your heart. And, no words can console heartburn.