Darian’s Poem’s & Songs

 

Summers With Willie by Darian G. Burns (1993)

Summers with Willie 

    were the best I ever had.

picking blackberries,

     stten on the porch,

and wishing for what I already had.

     She would be telling me storiesof day’s past glories

and all the riches they had, 

     FAITH in GOD above, 

working hard, giving thanks 

     and being glad.

As she knelt at the foot of her bedthere were stars in the sky

     and tears in her eyes

as I listened to the prayers that she said.

     With rocking chair peace of mind,she would be humming those hymns of time, 

and she taught me so well 

     of the peace that could dwell 

when her Savior became mine.

Love Walked Among UsBy Darian G. Burns (August 2006)

Love walked among us

In dusty sandaled feet

To fulfill an unfailing promise

Love would die to keep

          And it was a widow

          Who had lost her son

          That through a crowd He would see

          And it was a sister

          Who had lost her brother

          That in her mourning He would weep

Love walked among us

In dusty sandaled feet

To fulfill an unfailing promise

He would die to keep

          And it was a solitary man

          Who lived in darkened tombs

          That Love would free from the darkest night

          And it was a woman

          Who faced judgmental eyes

          But found grace in His sight

And the promise He died to give

Is true still today

To heal our pain

Dry our tears

Return the runaway

          And the grace He died to give

          Is offered still today

          To those who receive

          And choose to believe

          That Love still walks among us today

This was written for a dear sister in the Lord who has faced more sorrow than most can imagine yet stayed not only true in her faith but strong.

She Believes

By Darian G. Burns (Fall 2006)

 

There was a girl,

Fresh as a flower

Gentle as a dove

She spoke of her Savior

And she spoke of His love

And she believed

In her sweet Lord she believed

          And the days passed

          And the rivers rolled

          And the winds blew

          The winds blew hard

          The winds blew cold

          But she believed

          In her gracious Jesus she believed.

And the sadness she would carry;

Most would fall under the load

And the wounds which were so deeply buried

Whispered lies into her soul

But she believed

In her sustaining Savior she still believed

          And He saw her faith

          He heard her song

          He wiped her tears

          He was there all along

          He whispered love to a heart in despair

          “Child you are mine, rest in my care.”

 There is a woman

Humble in heart

Offers praise to her King

As she did at the start

And she sings of her Savior

She sings of His love

And she believes

In her loving Savior she believes.

 

John’s Mountain

by Darian G. Burns

Spring 2000

Let’s take a ride out to John’s Mountain

We’ll pass beside it down the valley road,

All the barns say “See Rock City!”

The grass is lush, green and alive,

We can see the wildflowers rock gently and say hello.

          On the left …

          There!

          My grandparents lived there!

          They had a farm in that hollow below,

         As a boy I found arrow heads on that creek bank,

         And learned to shoot, work, and ride.

Once I climbed to the top of that hill there,

I lied on my back,

Looked up,

And I cried.

I knew I was loved here

And I’d never felt more alive.

          The farmhouse is gone now,

          The barns have all fallen down,

          All that’s left is that locked gate on the drive,

          My grandparents both passed on years ago.

          But the gifts they gave me here survive.

Let’s take a ride out to John’s Mountain,

Get out,

Jump the fence and take a stroll,

Thank God for this piece of His creation

And for the souls my life passed on this valley road.

On the left….

There!

My grandparents lived there.

They had a farm in the hollow bellow.