4.26.2008

blue on bird

trusting

so then God says

"ok now it's going to rain
and billow and ruff and the sun I will snuff
the darkness will timber and fall like flakes
the roar of no sunshine will fall on your face

so hush child just hush child
there is no hand but mine to take"

for a season this persisted
for heavy a heart it did make

my salvation my trusting nature
my fathers hand I must take

and he said
"so trust child just trust child
this won't last forever
this will appreciate the laughter
smiles will reign down on your face
for I made the dark as well as happy bright laughter
embrace me
embrace me
my joy is a shattering earth that quakes"

"so hush now and hear all promise luster
my joy is an earth that quakes"

4.18.2008

looking glass

in the name of love

this is

too wonderful
too wonderful

and only the few see

what grace in time has given to me

for an infinite love
has set me free

4.16.2008

A Cloudy Brooklyn Street

Now Playing: Enya - Now we are free



lovely,awful, and pretty

I contest that for far too many
spring is no longer spring

I contest that for far to many
a flower does not sing

that air no longer nourishes
that laughter is not angelic

and children a bothersome thing

I contest for far to many the day holds no occasion
for the discovery of new things

no bright thankfulness of sunshine
no promise
no viewing of the sun complimenting perfectly
the air touching ever so lightly
the color of the birds wings

no redemption of former misery
no talk or song or lovely word can make love win

rain is a constant bother
not a miracle without which
beauty would not spring

you see dark must turn to morning
and to know pity is to be aware
there is another side of even the darkest sin

two sides to every quarrel
four seasons
fahrenheit to every celsius
and a loss for a win

pain for a cross in victory
hope it seems
is not what we've thought to have seen...

4.12.2008

silver lining


silver lining

Hope I said in the eternal book revealed to me.
So much more so much more.
I know because i shook the hand of my rescuer.
His love has fondled me.



Author's Note: Isaiah 40:31