Poetry of Gary Bertnick - Page Two
Tears of loss
Groanings of a man in prayer
With loud cries and tears
For a nation broken
For the loss of a generation,
Death rising up to swallow alive.
The grief of one who grieved
Mourning for bread and drink
The loss of a family, a people, a nation...
But soon the One who wept for all
Who grieved for Eternity
Will soothe the memory,
Remove all sense of painful loss
As fullness of joy
Envelops another person bound for Heavenly bliss-
The Glory Presence sought faithfully for so long!
Gary Bertnick Silver Cord, 1998
Diamond in a golden setting
Beauty raised to the highest level
Light enthroned in a place once very dark
Plan of Perfection displayed in another,
As proven true with Israel
As clearly shown by Jerusalem,
Mystery knowledge revealed;
Messiah make known.
Joy now enthroned within splendor
Life more precious than gold, more priceless than any diamond;
Holy Spirit at rest within a human spirit.
New ring with a stone with a new name on it;
Marriage covenant sealed in eternity!
Gary Bertnick Silver Cord, 1998
Who else can we run to,
Where else to turn
For truth and life-Holy Breath and everything else?
You alone have eternal words
Purist eternal honey, sweet creative fragrance
Aromatic, majestic authority reigning over all.
We live as foreigners and strangers,
Aliens who do not love this world
Yet love Jerusalem
And celebrate the regathering of Israel-
Remnant Jacob destined to rule.
What was a hard road
Has become a very narrow path
"Through the fire and through the dark night",
A few short steps to go
And suddenly, a trumpet sounds...
In a flash of brilliance our Father speaks
And the "Word Made Flesh"
Reaches out his right hand
And rescues us at last!
Gary Bertnick Silver Cord May "98
Hands lovingly offered
As servants who delight
Who seek first to honor
Who seek first to exalt in the only Name
Love given, love received
Source of all life and truth
We bring honor to your holy Name.
In life and breath
At every chance, time and place
Both in jubilant dance
And in quiet song within
We bring honor as a gift to your Name.
Gary Bertnick Silver Cord '98
In simplicity and childlike trust
In purity and hushed reverence
We kneel and pray
We prostrate at the anointing
Glory in the holy Presence.
Timeless, Ancient One
Lord above all who calls each soul to his side.
Our love overflows
Even as you said,
The inner spring wells up!
Wonderful moments strung like costly pearls,
Adorn the neck of the bride
Dancing blissfully before you.
Freedom of freedoms
Passing easily through the outer sanctuary
To the speechless, intimate presence of unapproachable Light;
Thick Glory Cloud
Holiness permeating all, consuming all.
Gary Bertnick Silver Cord '98
Songs never before heard
Joy as colorful blossoms everywhere
Flowers of delight singing
Breathless beauty in this place of light
Where wonder enfolds wonder
The marvelous, cascading over and over
Spirit of Glory lifting up
Carries the flock of love,
Cradled in His garment.
Heaven's music engulfs
A flood of goodness
Praise thundering, praise remarkable
Intensely focused on the One who gave all;
Yeshua who stands supreme
Sovereign King of the Universe spoken
River of life, of praise returns to the Throne
The Glory Throne where earth and heaven are no more.
Gary Bertnick Silver Cord '98
"Return to me,"says your God
Lord of holiness and truth
Return in your hearts and minds
Come to your senses at last
False riches of the world
False wealth of America...
Return to your first love
The lover of your soul
Creator of Israel
Redeemer of Jacob
The only King who dwells in Zion
Who rules in Jerusalem,
Hope held up clearly before your eyes!
Lasting beauty that does not fade.
Gary Bertnick Silver Cord
DEEP CALLS TO DEEP
Deep calls out to deep
The depth of man's need crying out to the depths of God's love;
One person at a time in loneliness seeks out the companionship of love
True love, lasting love
The knowledge of a love that overcomes all the obstacles
The barriers, the veil fighting such peace...
To love the unloved, even more- to love the unlovely!
Birds soar to astonishing heights
Then plunge to earth for food and rest.
Canyons rival mountains in rugged beauty
Cliffs trail down out of sight.
Then the oceans;
Water worlds set apart
Mysteries waiting to be sought out
The heart sinks in fear at the overwhelming greatness
The dark, the cold, the unknowns hiding
The unending spirals to the bottom.
What mind can fathom the depths,
The playground of whales.
Canyons deeper than any on land
Mountains that dwarf the giants of Nepal sleep beneath the waves.
The deepest need in an ocean of want
Calls out one last time
Beyond desperation, without hope
Hoping one last time
The weakest voice offered up in the end,
Is heard and answered in kindness
By the Seven Thunders!
Gary Bertnick Silver Cord
Life from the dead
Mercy, when all around there was none.
Kindness and gentleness from above
A pure sweet smile
Approval and assurance from our dearest friend.
Encouragement to go on
A vision of Heaven has sealed the heart
Delight of delights -
A friend who truly cares
His measure of Love cups each day
Simplicity and humility
Holy fire, a pure seed within
Our hearts now warmed
As we look one to another
And See His Life within.
Gary Bertnick Silver Cord
She came to Him in brokenness
Beyond the end of hope
Given to things of open shame.
Then, with the crowd on a hillside-
Some said He'd come for His people Israel-
She watched and listened as He spoke and touched
And marveled as He loved and healed.
Stream of every human need drawn near
As He loved and touched and smiled
And created wonderful healing before all eyes.
She fell before Him dead
And was raised up before Him alive!
Spirit of power radiated
Spirit of authority enveloped
Spirit of love lifted up from the grass and rocks...
Now, months later, seated at His feet
Eyes meet eyes, basking in closeness
Purest and holiest place at His feet
Rapture of heart and being
Rivers into oceans, oceans into eternity
Flow of His life into one more soul.
As we drink from His cup
And daily taste death
Follow the Master, receive life, experience the cross,
We look upon the world
We see the earth
And wonder at the incredible waste and noise!
People of grief, loss, painful comfort
Cold body of a friend, an enemy
The seeming cruel finality
Constant fear and denial of so very many
Even more sheltered in the squalid grip of religion,
Dark spirit realm swirling invisibly;
All the daily struggles that overwhelm
And #### the joy out of being alive...
Then, earthly beauty passes by on the street-
Unknown, without even a moment of honesty
Without a hint of heart caring and fellowship
Blind beauty easily gone
Many more such flowers vary in beauty from flower to flower;
Different beauty of each star in heaven,
The majesty seen in human creation!
Yet, we love
The heart gives and longs to give more
To offer clean touches, prayers
To offer quiet reflections
Of a personal glimpse of His beauty
And the Throne of all power and mercy
Intimate revelation of Yeshua
In one who chooses life over death
Eternal life through the cross by the Father's Spirit!
Now an eternity of bliss is spread as that Banquet spoken,
An exquisite blue-gold table set reaches out
Beyond the stars,
Jeweled embroidery, an abundance unimagined
Our daily choice- to live!
Narrow gate through the cross
Narrow road by the Holy Spirit
Carried by gentle goodness;
No one looks back.
One warrior takes his sword
Ready at the command
Alert with eyes piercing the darkness
As hot coals from the holy fire
Eyes dart about seeing, discerning.
Apostasy around seducing like wildfire
Clumsy, arrogant nations paw the apple of God's eye.
But a new light shines
Even a new day spoken of
Purifying, cleansing and strengthening.
A thunderous cry is heard
Its legions roar the echoes-
"Mercy is great! But justice is true!"
Eternal beings all face the cross
And choose eternal life or eternal death
A death of continual anguish
Or a life of endless joy;
The rapture of His presence
Or the fire that never completely burns.
Gary Bertnick Silver Cord
Naked before the Lord
The eyes that see through body and soul
Penetrate the spirit he made,
The eyes of love and warmth and mercy.
Oh! To love as few have loved
To drink living waters from the holy spring of my God
My life as a flame engulfed by the fires of truth beneath the only throne
Hot coals pressed upon the lips,
For a mouth that speaks praise
Worship from a mind kept clean
A heart made pure
Hands continually washed, bathed in heavenly light;
The One who redeems always at your side
A warrior's sword to flash brilliance
The power of truth that cuts free
Sharp edge of judgment, blade of freedom,
A vast gathering of like hearts
Who always behold the beauty
Who know their King,
The land of the Great Shepherd of Israel before them.
To walk with courage in these terrible times
Last days spread clearly before us,
Spirit of peace and rest always about
Even as the shadow of martyrdom pierces through just as that spear.
For confidence in the new day, Morning Star who rises,
New Jerusalem, heaven's jewel descends
Names in Hebrew, twelve tribes above
Names in Hebrew, twelve apostles below
The foreknown destiny of all too few.
Radiant splendor of the invisible kingdom
From earth's four corners
May Spirit winds blow,
Anointed Breath finish the work
Already finished in our God's eternity.
Gary Bertnick Silver Cord
The blazing fire eyes of the dawn
New day in the sun's light
The Morning Star rises
Dew as priceless jewels upon the greenest grass,
As spoken, as written in the Spirit Book
Even the Book of Life;
Men and women the same
Clothed in humility
Revelation of eternity in their eyes and hearts
Minds made one with Messiah
His army of faithful
Truly created in his image.
Quiet waves consume the breathless place before the throne,
Countless eyes watch
Many times many ears listen;
Then, rumbling power of knowledge
Penetrates each soul with flashes
Heavenly lightning in thunder with trembling
Earth and its heaven gone
All sense of time, of self and purpose fled away
Final judgment hangs as heavy fruit
Forgiveness a withered, dry leaf in an unforgiving storm,
The end was always known from the beginning,
The life on earth, in the body
Cast down before all
Nothing in thoughts, in words or deeds, hidden from memory
Shameful nakedness exposed within and without
The emerald light of holiness radiates truth all about
Consumes with a greater fire
Than the awful, putrid lake that awaits each final command.
Another kneels before the splendor
Speechless as all others
Yet, a peaceful hush,
Reverence a thick coat;
More words thunder forth
Books within books lay open before all
A sea of angelic kindness flows about
This one chosen in mercy before all time
Purified in earthly fires
Tried and tested through and through
Carried to purest golden completion from infancy
Precious child of God, creation before the Creator
Yeshua Judge and King over all;
A gentle wind comes to his side
Another son, another disciple
Each transparent detail, each step followed.
Now, translucent, shared beauty before all eyes
A final, lasting glow of righteousness
Lifts and draws near,
Carries into the atmosphere of the new heaven's joy
Along a clear, crystal stream
That flows from beneath the Throne.
Gary Bertnick July 2011 www.silvercordspirit.com
Wide awake in a sleepy house
Long before dawn these eyes have looked above
Beyond the clouds and moon, and through the stars
A soul in deepest yearning at the doorstep of the Third Heaven, bowed low;
The heart churns
Those numberless in far off lands
Oppressed and persecuted and crushed
Yet, perseverance and endurance reign,
But, many so close at hand
Unable to truly see and hear;
The trumpet voice of God commands
As sun and moon, as countless stars shout out,
Eternity in likeness,
Earth winds, ocean currents and waves move in power
Springs, wells, streams, rivers and lakes are filled to overflowing
Many things openly displayed border on infinity,
Marvel of the human body, hunger of the soul
Eternal thirsts of the spirit.
The clear call has now gone out-
No time, no excuses left,
The door suddenly to be shut.
Gary Bertnick www.silvercordspirit.com 2012
In a place, in a temple, in a spirit
In your heart and mind
Body created as a temple.
Often in the face of doubt and scorn
Lies and deceitful scheeming
Persecution planted as bad seed
Grows from gossip to clenched fists
Mad cries of revenge and religious justice,
One whispers to another in the shadows
A wild mob rapes an innocent woman.
Power and authority transcend
Forgiveness clears the narrow path
A divine love often misunderstood
Heavenly peace seen as a lack,
A lazy mind drifting off, not engaged;
The Shepherd watches over his flock
A relentless enemy constantly circles with hungry wolves in hand.
The Spirit lifts above this dust
Raises the soul beyond man's reach
Encloses with hands past human understanding
Laughs at the Luciferians, at Satan's "dark secrets".
Divine wisdom revealed in the Cross
Knowledge, taste of death becomes our life,
Radiant City off at a distance
The light of Messiah's New Jerusalem already shines brightly
Seen through our eyes.
Gary Bertnick 2012
A peaceful wind blowing this day
Songs of rest and trust
Most simple, most pure
Strength to lift a heart
Courage to carry along a difficult path
Tears met with comfort
Stress melted away by a caring touch
Divine, holy love in the most secret place
Secret temple within the unseen spirit
Place of timelessness within a soul
Domain of creation by the Creator,
Mystery that only true revelation unfolds.
He stands at the shoreline of time
Prayers as sweet incense, light wind across the waters,
Gentle waves lap the clean white sand
Rhythm of a moment of ecstatic beauty
Deepest and most beautiful drink of eternal calm
Quiet and rest even as clouds boil in the distance;
Destructive race of mankind,
Whirlwind soon upon us all.
Sheltering Spirit of Messiah
The covering peace we know
The living peace we trust
The confident peace that carries
As strong arms full of small children
Safe on a dark stormy night.
Gary Bertnick www.silvercordspirit.com
Shelter, refuge from the selfish day
The heat, the cold of this world,
Greedy America, arrogant and idolatrous
Gone the way of all worldly empires
But dust and ash blown about by heavenly winds.
The Spirit of Messiah has lifted us up
Seated in eternal sabbath rest at his side
We have been discipled, lost sheep taught to keep in step
Led by the Living Word flowing from within
Death to self, life through the Cross the triumph
Cup of Spirit truth always at our lips
Prayerful revelation, daily bread of His Word
Zeal and spiritual fervor the flame that now burns,
Separation from the world
Set apart from all those who love it
Two-edged sword flashes Heaven's brilliance
Cut of God's Spirit
Fine and sharp and pure
Hidden path through this mystery world revealed
Earth rises up as well in celebration for freedom;
True life only in the Spirit moment by moment
Day by day strung out as precious stones
Jewels pulse with new light from a new source
At home within
At rest with Him,
Our eyes see out of darkness with purest light.
I cry at times for my generation
Tears for so many lost
So many lost forever
Like those familiar songs sung at great gatherings
Voices and music of artists go out
Crowds are stirred
Hearts and emotions thrill,
Then it is gone
Nothing left but a fading memory
And the soul yearns for more of what truly lasts,
Elusive desires, always dance on the shores of reality
As peace stands calmly waiting with his arms open wide;
Hunger and thirst rises up, cries out in need,
A pure face of need to be clearly revealed
Purpose wound rightly about eternal truth
More than man can offer
More than any earthly treasures
Or science fiction fantasies,
Abstract spiritual imaginations of stubborn seekers
Rebellious affairs of the spirit driven by lustful human effort,
Lying dark spirits at the core,
The "Father of lies" pretending divine authority,
Wild tigers and lions, predators on the constant prowl
Savage hunt for human flesh relentless.
I've prayed often for my generation
Good seeds planted, timely seeds watered
Yet, hope for the many in harvest makes the heart grow sick
But longing come true for the chosen few "is a tree of life".
Gary Bertnick silvercordspirit.com
Divine truth before your eyes
Eternal peace now stands right before you
The dark mystery of human nature now exposed
The light of life burns through
All that once stood tall in pride consumed,
Solidly on the earth, in the selfish world
Pride of life, of this world
Possessions, abilities, strengths
Treasured thoughts of the mind, its imaginations
Self exultation of the will of man
Ego of woman a present celebration.
When death takes over
Wraps about all that you are
Or thought you would be
Numbing the will, controlling thoughts,
A metal throne from a base, common place dominates and suffocates,
Stubborn rebellion a mantra,
Belief in bizzare spirituality
Abstract and vulgar science fiction of the soul.
A small cloud rises off in the distance
In a drought plagued land
A hardened sky, a hardened desert place,
Ancient Elijah looks and understands;
New hunger and thirst revealed to another
A cloud like a hand penetrates the Universe
An enlightened perception of new reality
And true hunger is birthed
True thirst is drawn out finely
The finger of our Sovereign God touches one more with favor
And the heart begins to truly understand
And believes in Him, cleaves to Him
Parched lips begin to speak from that heart
A small stream wells up
Then a fountain of life flows out,
Flows as beautiful sounds come out-
"Jesus, Messiah, Yeshua my Lord!
As a new creation of God is birthed into an eternity of grace.
Holy Spirit revelation of God our Creator
From the lover of our soul,
Lover of our spirit being He made
Who delights in us beyond understanding
Freely seen in the purest expression of His love
Messiah radiant in the pearl of honor,
The heavenly kingdom treasure of faithfulness to his Father
Glory reflection brighter than the sun in obedience
Words of love always spoken
Gentle heavenly wind, truth in life, the way of humility laid bare.
Most tender, kind touch upon the little children
Upon the lepers, the poor, the blind the same
Healing love beyond human grasp
Poured out as a crystal river of peace
Rapids that thunder
A flood that has left nothing untouched!
The weight of sinful eternity on his head
Destiny of the Universe crushing down
Arms that stretched out the heavens, galaxies flung out by the billions,
And laid the foundations of the earth,
Redeemer stretched out on the cross in surrender.
We who are called
Predestined through infinite foreknowledge
No other gate, no other door
No other way to feed the inner hunger
Or satisfy the heart thirst
No other trusted word for purpose to cleave to
For meaning in life to wrap about
No other Rock in the midst of earth's sifting sand;
Fickle, bitter world, full of tears,
This present earth vowed to be made new!
Neither Satan nor his endless slaves
Not abuse, persecution or even martyrdom
Nor emotional pull of anyone or anything
Not the growing harsh North American police state
Financial tyrants or politicians on high,
Nothing can move our eyes or thoughts
Fixed on the Holy One of Israel, our Redeemer and King.
As Miriam bowed in open reverence
We are of him, through him, in him
Our only choice now settled before the kingdom throne ablaze
At rest in eternity
Faces set like flint in any stress storm,
Through every desert death trial
This world and its kind can offer.
I wandered in my foolish youth
In a slow downward spiral; youth so easily decieved.
Now, as a truth warrior I search,
With new zeal a firghter for the lost sheep
Prayers of a righteous man powerful
My prayers powerful
Forty years and more
Walking the narrow road, a disciple breathes holy fire,
All worldly treasures spent long ago in nothingness.
The fruitless world and its many knots,
soulish circumstances looped over and over again within confusion
Lies as dried up springs, dead wells bitter, acrid
Dreams and well meant desires come to a sudden end.
Along my own unique path one day a young sheep seen
Wounded within, curled in dry brush on a steep hillside
Hardened countenance, tears long ago run dry,
Outward beauty wasting away; all joy and gladness seemingly drained,
A snare about the mind and heart.
Before my eyes caught first sight
My heart was gripped, a spirit sense took hold
The pain of compassiom clenched
My spirit sharpened, mind hushed and inner ears heightened,
Then, around the next curve I saw
And fresh zeal rose up in Spirit strength.
Another one trapped in this life, lost
Unable to see, blinded from true light
Left to struggle through this impossible life alone
Stranger at a distance, another stranger up close
Family member in rebellion
An old friend locked in stubborness.
A cry goes out to the God of heaven
Sometimes a word spoken, a hand touches or a quiet prayer
And a golden arrow flies from the blazing Throne,
As love compels a heart is pierced, a life somehow penetrated.
Good will triumph
In this lost sheep too, I know good will triumph.
In a troubling dream was seen-
Corporate churches, money makers
Built on shrewd business models
Images that rise high above
Government, nonprofit snare tight about the lofty neck
Truth often a woven story for convenience, for crafty entertainment,
Emotional comfort as abundant food
Social embrace as sweet drinks;
The sheep stagger with loads of needs into the newest, shiniest sanctuary,
The sheep stagger out, burdens the same.
Then the Catholic Pope kisses a Koran...
Yet, the walk of faith remains an illusive walk of divine truth,
A hidden treasure in a hidden field
Sought by the Queen of Sheba
Found in Solomon's enlightened wisdom
A walk of power, peace and strength
Place of separation, place of spirit rest;
With all the world in turmoil
Relentless waves crash on shorelines near and far
As a shelter, a shadow of comfort, secure place of lasting rest
Church meant to radiate such light
Fellowship of divine truth with songs of purest communion
Sparkling heavenly jewels that dance within heart and soul
Beautiful reflections from above in these eyes
All sing together as children in covenant freedom before their Father
Playful innocence in joyful expressions
Lifted from constraints of body, of the world into the clouds.
Now, a fruitless search from door to door
So many in hunger. so many in thirst
Dying for a house of true worship
Where the Holy God is present
Healing power, joyful celebration of His love.
Yet, need is met with marketing skills
With sales talents spun into conditioning
Where simple psychology grips and control is won
And hearts are not touched;
Shifting sand all about
A rock foundation so difficult to find
Houses topple in the constant storms
To the right, to the left
Desperate souls cry out-
"Is the door already shut!"
And this dream goes on