Sometimes it is on nights like this
I lay awake
and think about this place
I find myself
floating in the tide
on a sea of lost hopes.
A melancholy sea
of things that will never be.
Of dreams that have not
nor ever shall come to pass.
Of hopes long discarded
and yet
each time of disappointment
I dare again
to let this wayward heart of mine
find its way back to shore
only to be pulled back into
the tide of reality
once more.
Friday, September 27, 2013
Friday, September 13, 2013
Grow Up With Me
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N3o0MFSv4dw
This is so beautiful. Just listen to it, I wish I could write like this.
This is so beautiful. Just listen to it, I wish I could write like this.
Friday, September 6, 2013
Reflections of Intimacy
Open Yourself to me Lord
let me into Your very heart
surround me with Your arms
let me lay down in You.
Let me melt into Your very being.
Let me leave this body here behind
So that I may exist only in You.
I want to sink into you,
and pulse with Your heart.
Let me run within all that You are;
look up and revel at Your vastness.
Lay down inside of You
and breathe for real
for the very first time.
Lord let me be washed
in Your bath of love
like a sea's waves
crashing rhythmically over me.
I want to be so overcome with You
so synced with You
so full and surrounded by You
that I'll wonder how
I could have ever existed apart from You.
How I could breathe air and live
instead of Your breath.
Wonder how I ever settled for a touch
when I could have an embrace.
Wonder how I could sleep
without resting in You.
let me into Your very heart
surround me with Your arms
let me lay down in You.
Let me melt into Your very being.
Let me leave this body here behind
So that I may exist only in You.
I want to sink into you,
and pulse with Your heart.
Let me run within all that You are;
look up and revel at Your vastness.
Lay down inside of You
and breathe for real
for the very first time.
Lord let me be washed
in Your bath of love
like a sea's waves
crashing rhythmically over me.
I want to be so overcome with You
so synced with You
so full and surrounded by You
that I'll wonder how
I could have ever existed apart from You.
How I could breathe air and live
instead of Your breath.
Wonder how I ever settled for a touch
when I could have an embrace.
Wonder how I could sleep
without resting in You.
Summer Hospice
Summer is breathing
its last warm breath
upon a nation
that is not yet ready to part
with its warm rays
and long hazy days
that meld into glorious sunsets
summer, it seems only yesterday
it was unpacking its things.
Now it's saying its goodbyes
lying on the door of death.
You can feel it in the air
the electricity that is so common place
in the muggy months
is gone already
like a love affair that was too short,
dying from lack of fuel.
And we wash up in this
new shore of a foreign land
no longer green trees
but ones ready to burst
into orange, yellow, and red fevers
without warm winds to sing us to sleep
but brisk zephyrs to chill our bones.
its last warm breath
upon a nation
that is not yet ready to part
with its warm rays
and long hazy days
that meld into glorious sunsets
summer, it seems only yesterday
it was unpacking its things.
Now it's saying its goodbyes
lying on the door of death.
You can feel it in the air
the electricity that is so common place
in the muggy months
is gone already
like a love affair that was too short,
dying from lack of fuel.
And we wash up in this
new shore of a foreign land
no longer green trees
but ones ready to burst
into orange, yellow, and red fevers
without warm winds to sing us to sleep
but brisk zephyrs to chill our bones.
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