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Dramatica

Cory Trout

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Written by Cory Trout in late 2019, the poem “Dramatica” speaks of how our memories, thoughts, and earthly desires sometimes take hold on us, causing gut-wrenching pain. Toward the poem’s end, the subject shifts to God’s beautiful creation, followed by how the LORD will someday create a new universe wherein wretched memories shall no longer come to mind (see, Isaiah 65:17). The poem finishes with how we ought to turn from our personal issues to worship the LORD because doing so can ease our problems.

Psalm 6:6, “I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears. … The LORD hath heard my supplication; the LORD will receive my prayer.”


POEM


LORD, creator of each part of my being, My forlornness is causing inner wreathing. God, fashioner of everything that’s within, The chambers of my heart are thickening.


Now, memories of the day, they visited me at night, Those chords I had experienced by sound and sight. Whelmed by recalls, distilling tears flowed by drops. With a broken heart, before my Maker, I dropped.


How can I function when I am incomplete? LORD God, bring to me the absent piece. How can I flourish when I am missing parts? Please, my Maker! O, my fragmented heart!


Strong is the sun gliding over the expanded sky, It shows its fiery glory, till the twilight draws nigh; Then comes the Mazzaroth in its wondrous time, And all the celestial host of heaven brightly shine.


The earth, it shall pass away, but the Highest is eternal. I may sway, but the Word of the LORD is settled forever. For now, choking thoughts have their chances to bind, But God will one day remove sad things from my mind.


The LORD of hosts, he is worthy to be praised, Even when watery eyes feel too heavy to raise. When teeth sink darkly into the soul at night, Worship the LORD and thereby crush the bite.

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