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"

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

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...

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

family tree

today I said goodbye to thee

a leaf gone for now off the family tree

so long farewell
no more
c'est la vie

another leaf gone for now
off the family tree

brief was the fall
and close was the breeze
on one swift morning
awakening me

another leaf gone but one day
there will be a new tree

so long
fare well
carved in love on the trunk
in due time
we will all see


Authors Note: R.I.P uncle Ronnie I'll see you one day soon...

for grace I live

how blessed are are you
to not sense what i sense
not feel as I feel
that this darkness for you is not real

how blessed you be
to stand where you stand
for God to uphold you
with perseverance's stance

how legendary it is
to have the eyes of a hawk
giving no unsound thing a fair trial
and with humility squawk

for this I'm often undone
so for heroes I sing
and one day I wait for a lone chariot
that one day low
very low it might swing

Jesus

how beautiful my lord i said to thee
that sacrifice all done at calvary
when all my self was long last made free
my chains fell off
my heart forever free
heaven it seems
in a bloody palm embracing me

kingdom near
Jesus
taking up residence
in me

Currently Playing
Bjork
Album
Telegram

Track:
Hyperballad (BRODSKI QUARTET VERSION)

smiling

I'm smiling at you
I'm smiling at you
3 hours and the day be gone
yet I'm still smiling at you




Author's Note: For Marissa my girl:)

Intent before content

the truth for you
my hope for you

the truth for you
is my hope for you


no more servitude to a waterloo
giving yourself to what's untrue

my better years I would give to you
to give pause to the growth in you
the monstrous child you cling to

it's taking you
it's taking you
draining the better mind
using your eye with seeing and not through


look my friend
outside of you
fear not fear not the dirt
truth will indeed bury you

cast side the lies
let freedom ring true

outside my dove
out not in will carry you through


Author's Note: what is truth?

true blue sky

In an hour of eruption
I asked God why
why I said master

why can some not see the sky
the adornment
the beauty

the division of the hours
when some men toil
some play
all composing twenty four
all things under which time fly

do they not perceive the body
the motion of the heavenly body
upon which the sun imprints it's thigh?

the complexity of the ray and all it empties
the nourishment it provides to the eye

do they not see
do they not perceive this plenty?
do they truly never want the why?

my father calmed my inquiry
with a sentence he unraveled
all like a calm sigh
he said to me
the reason they know not is because the ask not
the reason my son is: they never look up at true blue sky


Author's Note: The reason the unbelieving man has never found the smallest molecule is this: The smallest molecule is composed of faith. Jesus Christ is the meaning of life itself. He. Lives. (John 14:19)

simply heaven

arising to meet the new sun

a look at my own heart

to my shock and awe

the Lord God did light more than a spark

to my certainty

directly in my ear he sought

to impart a new begining

and give me a new start

"you see my son hell is a reality

but it's not what I want

to avoid the travail and go to heaven

all you must do.

is simply not listen to your own heart"


Authors Note - C.S. Lewis once said " ultimately there are only two types of people in the world. One will look to the Lord and say, "Thy will be done" and the other the Lord will look to and say "Thy will be done."

In Love


can't you see
his love for you
moving fast
closer to

though the eye
masks what might be gleened

come to the cross
all
will
be
seen

Cross


I won't let "this" distort your love

or what you mean to me

all I know is two words then one capture it:

I'm forgiven

I'm forgiven

I'm forgiven



free

One Way


I sing for the deaf and lowly

dancing lively into traffic down a one way street

my beauty is the art of disaster
beware all who live following these feet

Now Playing - Mewithoutyou - Track - "I never said that I was brave"


pitter pat

I'm a trapped pitter pat
waiting for my boom boom crash
thunderous pow

I'm a trapped pitter pat
waiting for my enthrall

I'm just a wee pitter pat
in a world

sounding it's useless whirl


Authors Note: "Intense is the agony--
When the ear begins to hear, and the eye begins to see;
When the pulse begins to throb, the brain to think again;
The soul to feels it's flesh, and the flesh feels it's chains."

lovers made of mud

the heart of me
the heart of me

the devil did sigh
for he thought my end nigh

this heart in me
this heart in me

poison did wait
to watch this world part from me
but wait was for naught
for still two legs I stand heartily

new heart given me
new heart given me

for an ancient king
fought insurmountable odds to set me free
bigger than pride
rushing towards the plee

you pardoned me
you pardoned me

what my new king
doth I owe thee
for debt to pay
these chains of me now broken free

no longer to set foot in mud
no war of prisoner I be

for set in blood
this conquest of love
all for lovers made of mud

Ecclesiastes

He reached for the top
but there was nothing there

no pandora's box
no rocky peak

no gasping for air
no mountainous view
no pot of gold
nor silver lake to view

no rush of might
no warn of defeat

just empty grey dust
just him
looking down at his tired feet

what instigated this fool
what sparked his feat

why try to be the measure of all things
why leap a tall building
what would posses him
what illed him like unsalted meat


for all his toil
at journey's end
he stood with waking eye
searching for loss of sleep

no marching bands
nor trumpeteers

no quiet young girls to calm his jeers
no cash prize could dry his tears
no one here but him all ears

wondering what had let him steer

for all his quest led him here
vanity he exclaimed
as he stood
no chair

Now playing: Lord of the Rings:TTT - Helm's Deep



Warm it felt


bereft of reason
he woke the dark
his belly quaking
all is lost

maddened by iniquity
squeezed with dispair
he said
"is there no one to save me?"
"does a soul even care?"

but then a light parted darkness
a hand bit the cold air
he felt the warmth of a stranger
indeed quite nicely
a one did care

Bathroom

waiting for.
the bathroom.

hope my pants.
resist my fears.



Noino

onion.
whole.
eat it.
in tears.

Goodnight Tunnel

Goodnight my love
good night and good flight

it seems this tunnel I've always noticed
has taken no height

the crevices and longitude

are not the same not quite

the shadows seem more elegant
the stench of refuse left here
all are a delight

I recall a memory
but none seem to fit quite right

so it would appear reality
dimly lit
is now a beacon of light

and this old tunnel

doth now see good light


so I say this now gladly

good night tired memory
good night
good night
and
good night