Sometimes, there aren’t words left…
I believe in words
I live on words
I relish language
On nights like tonight, words are left to ruin, and I can’t summon them up.
So I wait, in the silence….
And tomorrow I’ll begin again.
When words leave, there is trust, and something bigger than me will fill in the gaps, just sayin’…
If you and I were “I and me” and the world were nothing but trees and bees, would any of it matter?
If I and you were, you and me, and there was nothing but us and song and “free”, would it be worth fighting for?
Deep thoughts in the midst of a thoughtless night. Heaven help us.
But there’s tomorrow!
I watch the still of waters running deep
Feel the motion of the world shaking beneath my feet as I walk
Onward toward the prize where few men dare to venture wanting more than day to day
All along you beckon, drawing me near, waiting for me to wait for you
There’s this great big world outside my cozy corner
A speck of dust I am, filled with treasure, unfolding in pieces
Redeemed in wonder with brokenness aside
Today fades to tomorrow and opportunity and I decide to embrace it