Poem: He Thinks

10 Nov

She Thinks…

Why did he have to care?
Couldn’t he see I wasn’t worth his prayers?
He’s way too good for me.
I’m not the girl he says he can see.
He’s getting too close to who I really am.
If I let myself feel, I’ll be damned.
For surely he will run far away
When he sees me by the light of day.
And then my heart will lay in pieces again,
Just as it did with all the other men.

The love in his eyes stabs at my heart;
The pain of it is tearing me apart
Why can’t he just leave me alone?
But instead he keeps bringing me back home.
If he saw how black my soul,
He would see that I cannot make him whole
I push and yet he’s still here.
His love will be the death of me I fear.
I just want to be left alone to cry;
To sink into myself and die.

Feeling causes too much pain.
It’s like standing in the pouring rain
And feeling cold to the bone.
Why can’t I just be left alone?
Yet something makes me stay.
It’s as if I can almost see the light of day.
He really is so good to me,
Yet how is it he cannot see
The truth of who I really am?
I am not a white, spotless lamb.

He Thinks…

Are you sure, Lord that she’s the one?
After all the things she has said and done?
How am I to show her love
When she is but a soiled dove?
But yet you said, “This one, beloved son”
So I will not be the one to shun.
And I’ll show her the Father above,
For there is nothing greater than Your love.
From here to eternity with me
She will ever be.

Lord, she pushes so hard.
She fights and claws and seems to regard
Our union as one of possession.
Why can’t she see this is no obsession
Of her mind or her beautiful body,
But that it is pure love, true and holy?
My heart aches at the depth of her pain,
Yet I feel as if I am speaking in vain
To ears that are too full of hate and fear
To hear what she needs to hear.

She’s desperate for her freedom.
She can’t see it is only through Your kingdom
That she will ever find herself truly free
And be able to let me love her completely.
She’s still that eight year old girl
Who found only pain in this cruel world.
She’s far too young to know such hate.
Let her see I don’t lie in wait
To take her soul to some dark place
But that I love her with grace.

God says…

Daughter who is filled with pain,
Come in from the pouring rain
And let me pour my love on you,
You deserve to be loved too.
You are far more beautiful
Than anything this world has told
You that you are or ever will be.
I simply want to set you free.
Won’t you let me come into your heart
And stay forever, never to part?

Son, you have served me well,
Even when on your knees you fell
And cried out against the sins
She has suffered at the hands of men
Who used her up repeatedly
And left her worn and bloody.
Your love for her is tearing down walls.
She is starting to hear my calls.
The freedom she seeks is taking root.
She no longer wants the forbidden fruit.

My child you are forgiven and loved,
You are no longer a soiled dove.
You are free to be the woman I created.
You are free to love the one you’ve mated.
My blood was shed for you to live.
I have so much more to give
To both your life and your marriage.
You don’t have to live in bondage
To fear and hate and bitterness
Because my love for you is endless.

This poem was inspired by the beautiful story in the book Redeeming Love by Francine Rivers.

Posted by on November 10, 2010 in Uncategorized


14 responses to “Poem: He Thinks

  1. Jason

    November 10, 2010 at 2:54 pm


  2. Marina DelVecchio

    November 10, 2010 at 3:10 pm

    Beautiful poem. I definitely can relate to the woman’s voice in this poem. Thanks for the introduction. I think yours has become my place for achieving solitude and sense of calm.

    • apesydaisy

      November 10, 2010 at 3:13 pm

      Marina, that is very sweet of you. I simply hope that God can use me in others lives while he teaches me about mine. I’m no saint, but I find writing to help me figure things out and it’s very therapeutic.

  3. floyd

    November 10, 2010 at 3:12 pm

    WOW!!! I have to say I am absolutely blown away! How you can express that clearly and have it read with the sound of music in my ears is beyond me. Well done Sister, I can’t imagine how long that must have taken. Again, Amazing job!
    Thanks for sharing the art that God placed inside you.

    • apesydaisy

      November 10, 2010 at 3:14 pm

      Thank you Floyd. I am grateful that you continue to follow my blog. I don’t normally write in rhyme, usually I write in prose, but I guess God had something else in mind.

  4. Melissa

    November 10, 2010 at 4:35 pm

    Beautifully written! 🙂

  5. L.L. Barkat

    November 11, 2010 at 8:35 am

    “feeling causes too much pain”

    I know that one. Then I wonder… but would I want to give up feeling?

    • apesydaisy

      November 11, 2010 at 8:45 am

      I know where you’re coming from L.L. I think that we have to learn to deal with our feelings the right way. I’m not there yet, but I hope that I can at least learn the tools to try to work it out in the future. Thanks for visiting.

  6. herbhalstead

    November 11, 2010 at 1:39 pm

    Wow. I clicked your blog from Jason’s. What a beautiful and moving poem. Not ashamed to say you had me tearing-up.

    • apesydaisy

      November 11, 2010 at 1:44 pm

      Thank you! It was inspired by Redeeming Love by Francine Rivers. I have read that book twice now and each time I am blown away by it. The raw emotions of the book and the love of God shown through the story inspired this a couple of days ago. I am so glad I got to share it with the world and hope it will touch others lives.

  7. Dena Dyer

    November 12, 2010 at 2:01 pm

    I love Redeeming Love, too. And I’m so glad you dared to write this poem.

    “His love will be the death of me…” Yes, it is. Isn’t it? And it’s the death that brings life, REAL life. 🙂 But it’s frightening!

    • apesydaisy

      November 12, 2010 at 2:07 pm

      Dena, couldn’t have said it better myself!


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