If the world were made of tears, I'm sure I would have cried enough to hold us all. If the tears I cried became substance, then no one would ever fall. If light were there by chance, we'd all be doomed. If light is life and God is light, then baby it's high noon! Never … Continue reading Light and Gravity…and Tears…
poetry
One foot…keep walking
The wind spins circles around my head I see the life before me and I wonder if I'm supposed to be who I am What is life but the continuing of one foot before another? Every breath, a choice Every moment, an opportunity for a voice Yet, I am so often silent. This is humanity... … Continue reading One foot…keep walking
Good night world
Dream a little dream for me As tomorrow nears And the night closes its eyes Or maybe it keeps them open waiting for morning Or maybe tomorrow is a continuance of today Or maybe we can sweep it away in solitude for brighter things to come Whatever the case.... Goodnight today Welcome hope New mercies … Continue reading Good night world
On Six and Legacy
I remember six. What it was to go down to my grandfather's basement and sing at the top of my lungs while he played guitar. I remember chords and burning and the life and longing that only comes with a great song. I remember faces beaming and proud looks screaming "legacy". I remember the look … Continue reading On Six and Legacy
Who are you?
Do you ever think about who's out there listening I write this blog, throw these ideas into the air But I'll never know who hears them. Who sees beyond the void... I think of the words that have changed my life The moments I stumbled across something that shook me to my soul. There are … Continue reading Who are you?
This is my story
So there's this thing about life... We all have a story and that story defines us, empowers us, or derails us. What will your story be? Will you tell it openly or live in fear of what repercussions it may bring? I, too long, lived in fear of my story. My story, even the worst … Continue reading This is my story
Listening
The dark can be so daunting The light can seem so dim Still, from heaven, you are calling. Can I hear your voice again? No fear in death or life, though all of hell presses in Your voice, the roaring lion, shatters mountains and hangs on the wind. Still small voice, speak to me. I'm … Continue reading Listening
Missing
Tomorrow is a glass half full. Tonight is a memory. I exhale with baited breath to find myself on my knees. And I know it's "worth it" if I die another day. And I know there's purpose in the things I choose not to say. But it was you and me against the world until … Continue reading Missing
At the end of “us”
See me in "forever". Don't let the clock run out on us. Find me in this moment when the trust dissolves into dust. If I am breathing let me feel. If I'm lost, find a light. But you and I and forever may be gone without a fight. Because you've given up and I am … Continue reading At the end of “us”
I’m not Complaining
The truth is... There are too many thoughts rolling around in my head to make anything fully coherent The truth is... I'm watching the things I've worked so hard to build crumble around me Knowing still, it will all be okay and we will rebuild We will be better than before I live in hope … Continue reading I’m not Complaining
