The Voice of Love

So you've been dreaming of the highlands above;
Those valleys and peaks are summoning you.
But a part of your soul is still thinking of
The old, fading world where nothing is new.

And your weary heart knows it's time for a change;
And you're tired of standing in your own way.
The foothills are beckoning, "Come and exchange
Your dark doubts for sweet assurance today."

The wind is calling; the path is waiting.
Heed the cry of Love, and follow it home.
The day is dawning; the night is fading.
Hear the voice of Love, and follow it home.

No need to worry about what lies behind;
Stand in the light of Love and make a choice.
It's simple: you choose to seek, and then you find.
Open the ears of your heart; hear the voice.

The wind is calling; the path is waiting.
Heed the cry of Love, and follow it home.
The day is dawning; the night is fading.
Hear the voice of Love, and follow it home.

What's that other voice you're entertaining now?
Can't you recognize its subtle, sinister tone?
Find your strength in weakness; valiantly avow
That Love possesses you now; you are not your own.

The wind is calling; the path is waiting.
Heed the cry of Love, and follow it home.
The day is dawning; the night is fading.
Hear the voice of Love, and follow it home.

Hear the voice of Love:
"Follow...Follow..."
Hear the voice of Love:
"Follow...Follow..."
Hear the voice of Love, and follow it home.


© 2019 David Acosta Perez

Extraordinary Wine

These lines were inspired by this past Sunday morning's sermon on John 2:1-12: (The Wedding in Cana: Water into Wine)...


You know where I've been;
You've seen every sin.
I can't hide my past.
Here I am at last!
Let the old counterfeit wineskins burst;
Only you can satisfy my thirst.

I'm just a vagrant without a destination,
But I've wandered into this marvelous wedding feast!
Somehow I've walked in without a reservation!
Me, of all people! Am I not the least of the least?

So many years desperately seeking an irrefutable sign;
What am I doing here drinking this extraordinary wine?

The drunks and the whores
Are sneaking indoors!
They're feasting on love,
Manna from above!
Makes no sense at all; how can this be?
How can this be happening to me?

I'm just a vagrant without a destination,
But I've wandered into this marvelous wedding feast!
Somehow I've walked in without a reservation!
Me, of all people! Am I not the least of the least?

So many years desperately seeking an irrefutable sign;
What am I doing here drinking this extraordinary wine?

"Everyone serves the good wine first,"
    I heard someone say,
"And when people have drunk freely, then the poor wine.
    But you have kept the good wine until now."
Here I am, an outcast accursed,
    and I get to stay!
Like a special guest, I am savoring your wine;
    A misfit, but you've welcomed me somehow!

So many years desperately seeking an irrefutable sign;
What am I doing here drinking this extraordinary wine?

The bread of heaven, love divine,
And this extraordinary wine!
The bread of heaven, love divine,
And this extraordinary wine!


© 2019 David Acosta Perez

The War Within

This is my version of Romans 7...

Lofty, ethereal dreams
  elevate my mind;
    but darkened notions and schemes
    subjugate and bind
  my willingness to seek what I envision.
Am I back in the valley of decision?!

Why do I do
  what I don't want to do?
Why don't I do
  what I know I should do?

There is no goodness in me--
  in my flesh, that is.
    Am I what I long to be?
    Is this all there is,
  this war between the realms of darkness and light?
I'm soaring high, and then I fall in mid-flight!

Why do I do
  what I don't want to do?
Why don't I do
  what I know I should do?

And it's clear to me now: I am a wretched man.
  Who will deliver me from this body of death?
I will seek the face of the only One who can
  free and revive me with his life-imparting breath?

The goal is to do what's right; it's my desire.
  But evil lies close at hand; dark thoughts conspire.

Why do I do
  what I don't want to do?
Why don't I do
  what I know I should do?
Why do I do
  what I don't want to do?
Why don't I do
  what I know I should do?


© 2019 David Acosta Perez