The Whirlwind

By: Woodrow Lucas

You are what you study,

You are what you see,

I see maelstroms of children on swings,

Just a push, and they’re off to the sky,

We never die, we just transition, listen.

There is a storm of such unyielding impact that it decimates all that it touches,

I have been in the center of that nightmare.

You are what you see,

I see maelstroms of children, living storms about to ignite into great men and women,

Just a little push is all they need and they’re off to the sky,

This generation questions, this generation tests edges, this generation will define a new torrent, living tornados with the ability to reconstruct a culture,

You are what you study,

You are what you see,

I see maelstroms of NFL football players taking a knee,

I see maelstroms of young African-Americans with black lives matter t-shirts on,

I see maelstroms of battered girlfriends hitting their boyfriends over the head with frying pans before they call the cops,

I see maelstroms of young gay couples saying I do at river weddings and becoming one flesh in the mystery of God’s monstrous love,

You are what you study,

You are what you see,

There is a storm of such unyielding impact that it decimates all that it touches,

I have been in the center of that nightmare and in that death, I sowed life with every bit of conviction that I could muster,

I have sown the wind, I shall reap the whirlwind,

You are what you study,

You are what you see,

I see a whirlwind once called the Paraclete in times past,

I see a whirlwind of epic proportion, redefining, rerouting, redistributing, regenerating,

Any object has infinite velocity and infinite relative velocity,

You are what you study,

You are what you see,

I see an infinite object moving in infinite directions at infinite speeds and as I worship it, it becomes me,

The whirlwind comes from thunder and rain and pain that we endure with resilience,

The whirlwind is the ability of a paraplegic to run a marathon simply through the power of prayer,

The whirlwind is groups of thirty somethings sitting in circles and imagining racism disappearing from the earth,

The whirlwind is Einstein imagining genius into reality,

The whirlwind is a psychic telling a dying man that he will another thousand years and his body instantaneously healing itself in that reckoning,

The whirlwind is Baptists and Episcopalians praying to Yogananda to give them all the good that God gave him when he was on the earth,

The whirlwind is air, fire, water, earth and infinite love moving in infinite directions at infinite velocity,

You are what you study,

You are what you see,

There is a storm of such unyielding impact that it decimates all that it touches,

I have been in the center of that nightmare and in that death, I sowed life with every bit of conviction that I could muster,

I have sown the wind, I shall read the whirlwind,

You are what you stuy,

You are what you see,

I see maelstroms of children on swings,

Just a push and they’re off to the sky,

Young tornadoes with the power to tear down strongholds and help the lost see beauty,

You are what you study,

You are what you see,

This generation will bring the whirlwind, and darkness will not survive its wake!!

Friendship the Great

By: Woodrow Lucas

I was a warrior of old, slinging light against darkness, and I got wounded so wounded,

And I could see my Savior nowhere,

But I caught hold of my brother and he led me to safety,

What you have done unto the least of these my brethren you have unto me,

Many a man’s prayers have saved my life a thousand times,

And many a woman’s words have saved my soul a hundred,

One can turn away a thousand, but two ten thousand,

I was a warrior of old slinging light against darkness and I got wounded so wounded,

And I could see my savior nowhere,

But I caught hold of my sister and she led me to safety,

God created friendship for it is not good for man to be alone,

Sometimes in our lives things get down right rough,

I mean tough and the love of Jesus just isn’t enough,

For we are of dust,

And sometimes we need to see, we need to feel, we need to speak, we need to heal,

Sometimes the dagger of bitterness has so wounded our imagination,

That only the soft sounds of a child’s voice are enough to reach us,

Romance is powerful true,

For one turns away one thousand, but two ten thousand,

But I was married for 16 years and then we divorced,

But we stayed friends because it is easier to kill romance than friendship,

Friendship proves Universalism, for an atheist and a believer can share great love,

And please God in the reckoning,

Friendship proves that God is too big for one religion, because a Jew and a Muslim can be great friends,

And please father Abraham in that reckoning,

And after Agape, abideth these two Philos and Eros,

But the greatest of these is true friendship,

I was a warrior of old, slinging light against darkness,

And I could see my savior nowhere,

But true friendship saved me,

For unconditional love is the greatest of loves and greater love has no man than to die for his brethren,

When Jesus was about to die in darkness, he prayed for his friends,

The love platonic is ever living,

For the shadow of age and withering cannot change it!!

The love platonic is ever living,

The love platonic between Guru and Disciple, sister and sister, brother and brother, is invincible!!

When a parent has raised a child and that child is of age,

If they are wise then friendship rules the day,

Sometimes in our lives things get down right rough,

I mean tough, and the love of Jesus just isn’t enough,

Sometimes in our lives that still small voice,

Does not solve the riddle and most difficult choice,

But God has given us the mercy of friendship,

For we are of the dust,

And sometimes dust needs solid form to become a living soul,

Sometimes God breathes into us through the eyes of kindness and the ears of compassion,

For it is not good for man to be alone,

Sometimes she needs a sister with whom to shed a tear,

The Holy Ghost is living water, but sometimes we need a water that can satisfy our physical thirst,

We need to hear,

We need to see,

We need to touch,

We need to hug,

We need to love,

Sometimes friendship is God’s mercy for the child whose imagination is not yet strong enough to see angels,

I was a warrior of old, slinging light against the darkness,

And I got wounded, so wounded,

And I could see my Savior nowhere,

But friendship saved me,

Sometimes in our lives, things get down right rough,

I mean tough,

And the love of Jesus just isn’t enough,

For we are dust after all,

God is the greatest gift that I have ever been given,

But too she gave me friendship,

To remember her kindness when my soul is too weary to hear her directly,

There is none greater than the Lord,

But too he gave us friendship,

Through which we can see him in the kindness of our brother and the love of our sister,

Friendship proves Universalism,

For an atheist and a believer can share great love and please God in that reckoning,

Friendship proves that God is too big for one religion, because a Jew and a Muslim can be great friends and please Father Abraham in that reckoning!!!

The greatest of gifts is Agape but after that Philos and Eros,

And the greatest of these is true friendship.

I am a great man, but I am no island,

And even Gurus have disciples and vice versa,

It is not good for man to be alone,

So God gave us friendship to celebrate the good times and weep and mourn the hard,

Eros love is beautiful, but even romance if it is true is built on friendship,

For beauty fades and wrinkles form and bodies wither but true friendship lasts forever,

Jesus is my Lord, but he’s my best friend too,

I am a warrior of light and sometimes I get wounded,

But friendship heals me every time,

In all you do, seek the Love of God, but also seek true friendship,

For when you are wounded and forget how much God loves you,

It will see you through to the other side,

Worldly riches are wonderful, but true friendship is priceless,

Sometimes in our lives, things get down right rough,

I mean tough and so Jesus shows his love for us,

By giving us true friends that get us through the darkness!!

The Agony of Christmas Eve

By: Woodrow Lucas

On Christmas Eve, children lay in bed,

In titillating agony as they await what lays ahead,

They are in blissful torture pondering on chocolate cookies and hot chocolate,

Their eyes are wide open with anxious hope of gifts to come,

But Christmas Eve can be a hellish place for some,

For some waiting feels like someone is pulling your toes off one by one,

For some waiting feeling like you are wasting in a hot sun,

“But they that wait on the Lord shall renew their strength,

They shall mount up with wings as Eagles, they shall walk and not be weary, they shall run and not faint!!”

But Isaiah!! Dear Isaiah!! This waiting is an agony I cannot describe,

As pain indwells my insides and blood infests my eyes,

I do not wait for Christmas Trees and Stockings,

I wait for something that many view as impossible,

I wait for God to be the deity that I know her to be,

Full of might and power and wonders to behold and see,

Dear Isaiah, I know I must wait,

But every day that passes is another day that I must endure this affliction,

“But they that wait on the Lord shall renew their strength,

They shall mount up with wings as Eagles, they shall run and not faint, they shall walk and not be weary”

But dear Isaiah, my eyes are teary with the torment of a scorching sun!!

Oh God above,

Oh God of love,

Oh God of bliss,

Please don’t dismiss,

These cries I wail,

For this waiting, it is no titillating agony,

It is an endless Christmas Eve,

With no sign of the coming Son,

Oh God, I know you’re faithful,

Set me free from this agony,

Fulfill your promise and bring the Whirlwind!!

When I Think of Shadows

By: Woodrow Lucas

When I think of shadows,

I think of dark spaces I hope my daughters never see,

I think of women getting battered and losing memory,

Of all the beauty of their hearts and minds to be,

What their desires’ fancy and whatever dreams they hope,

When I think of shadows, I think of my ancestors hanging on ropes of despair,

Feeling ever so forsaken cursed by the very air,

When I think of shadows, fear grips me and I want to run and hide,

For I feel a despair unknowable and I feel a pain malignant,

When I think of shadows, towards God I am almost indignant,

But the my Lord reminds me, that shadows are cast by light,

And without the shining torch of love, there would be no room for fright,

When I think of shadows, I often doubt the things I believe,

For I can’t imagine a loving God allowing some to suffer without reprieve,

But then the Lord reminds me that shadows are cast by light,

And no form of darkness can over power his loving might,

When I think of shadows, I am aghast yes that is true,

But inspite of all these shadows, I still say God loves you,

And that light is a far greater substance than any shadow that it casts,

And that light shall eventually reign in love, always and everlast!!

 

Sometimes

By: Woodrow Lucas

Sometimes I feel lost,

But sometimes I can see life glowing from the trees,

As they sway to and fro, blowing with the breeze,

Sometimes I am faint hearted and dreading the coming day,

But sometimes I am fearless, on fire come what may,

Sometimes I have felt torment making me wish I had never been born,

But sometimes I think about my daughters in beauty adorned,

And know that hard times come true they do, it’s true,

But things get better, yes things get better too!!

Sometimes I am tired and wish for endless sleep,

But sometimes I have hope in joy and harvests reaped,

Sometimes I doubt and wonder if God is really real,

But sometimes my faith is so strong that I have seen my hands heal,

Life is bittersweet it’s true there is no question about that,

But life is ever so beautiful and that’s a fact,

And sometimes we see the vision that God has for our lives,

And it comforts us from times of bitterness and strife,

And in the end, we look back from on high in heaven’s perch,

And we say to God, Lord thank you for my blessed time on earth,

And we ask to give a helping hand to those still in the fight,

And in that moment we become angels taking flight,

And in that moment we realize that it all works toward love,

And love is our answer, our blessed gift from above,

Sometimes I feel lost,

But sometimes I can see life glowing from the trees,

As they sway to and fro blowing in the breeze,

And sometimes I am so full of love that I feel God in every soul I see,

And I really think it’s these times that I’m the true me,

For I am beautifully and wonderfully made in God’s sight,

I am an angel of light about to take flight,

And I say to you dear brother, look inside and see what’s true,

And I’m sure you’ll know beyond any shadow that you’re an angel too!!

Dance, Dance, Dance

By :Woodrow Lucas

Right now there is a woman in Ecuador,

Flying high on Iowaska,

Dancing to the rhythm of the creation,

She dances the dance of the flamingo,

She dances Salsa,

She dances the Merengue,

She dances the electric slide,

She flows in an and out of joyful reckoning,

She feels the flow of Floridians sitting out on the beach drinking Maitais,

She dances the groove of babies being born to couples deeply in love,

She dances like doves flying in approval in triplicate,

She dances encouragement and affirmation flowing from mouths to ears to hearts,

She dances like Pentacostals in revival,

 

Have you ever met that someone that makes you smile no matter what?

Have you ever transcended in your heart to a place where every day’s a good day, come what may?

Then Dance!!

Dance to the doors singing “Peace Frog,”

Dance to kids playing kickball and everyone getting picked for teams,

Dance like you scored the winning goal in a World Cup soccer game.

Dance like fame means nothing and riches even less,

But you’re not stressed ’cause you know God’s got every test in hand and every day’s another band playing your favorite Stevie Wonder Song,

Dance like music matters cause it does,

Dance like you are loved, because you are,

Dance like near or far, you’re a star,

Shining for all the creation to praise,

Dance like it’s Friday and you just got paid,

Dance like you just won the Lottery and gave it all away,

Dance like your future is bright, cause it is,

Dane like you’re a kid, cause you are,

Dance like near or far, come what may,

Every day is a gift from the sun and stars to you,

Dance like there is no tomorrow, just one endless day of joy,

Dance like you’re a kid on Christmas and the tree is filled with toys,

Dance like you got skills like MC Hammer,

Get on the floor and spin around like you’re a kid from the Bronx,

Dance like everyone’s a friend, cause they are,

Dance like every loss is a win in somebody’s mind,

Dance like you’ve got endless time to celebrate, cause you do!

Dance like you’re gonna live forever, cause you will,

Dance like war is no more and everybody’s chill,

Dance like you are one with the ocean in its strength,

Dance like you are precious, cause you are,

Dance like you’re a star!!

Man Dance!! Cause life’s a gift but it’s too short to stay cooped up in a malaise,

Dance, dance, dance like it’s an all life party,

Cause at the end of the day, in a 1000 years all you’ll remember is the joy God gave you while you were here,

Dance like you have no fear,

Dance, Dance, Dance and when you’re done look back on those Michael Jackson moves that you just busted, and rejoice!!