one
two
three
twelve
fourteen
nineteen
twenty
c'mon
simple math
tells the tale.
signs and shapes
figures and diagrams
charts and statistics.
let's add this up
as not to divide trust
multiply you and I.
all logic,
sense of reason
surveyed says yes.
miscount
count once more
the sum of love.
see the stars
weaving across skies
wishing for me and you.
down to the end
frayed edges
scar your palms.
throw out the graph paper
a number two pencil won't do
only you.
Monday, May 10, 2010
Allure
My soul longs
for you
Cries from the
depths
reach for Yours
Be near
Parakletos
Searching
for Spirit and truth
Hallelujah
so faithful
a beautiful rescue
My heart is
thrown a line
Reel me back
into You
Yet you will come
back for me
For my heart
shall falter
into the world's conditions
How gracious
what a gentleman
He is.
for you
Cries from the
depths
reach for Yours
Be near
Parakletos
Searching
for Spirit and truth
Hallelujah
so faithful
a beautiful rescue
My heart is
thrown a line
Reel me back
into You
Yet you will come
back for me
For my heart
shall falter
into the world's conditions
How gracious
what a gentleman
He is.
Monday, April 19, 2010
I Dare You
why do we love?
all I want is to
stare into your soul
just another day
nowhere to go
except away with you
I soar when you smile
yet my feet are stationary
dream away oh hearts
never enough time
too close to the fire
cautiously in pursuit of danger
feeling like glass
this could break
hold gentle but firm
on the edge
of losing my breath
1, 2, 3 and we're off
do if you dare
all I want is to
stare into your soul
just another day
nowhere to go
except away with you
I soar when you smile
yet my feet are stationary
dream away oh hearts
never enough time
too close to the fire
cautiously in pursuit of danger
feeling like glass
this could break
hold gentle but firm
on the edge
of losing my breath
1, 2, 3 and we're off
do if you dare
I am Hosea's Wife
Back to where
you've kept me,
Somewhere behind mystery
is a smile beckoning
Wait for it.
Promises to break apart
are not worth the time.
After all, I crumble
by your very touch.
Pieces, pieces, pieces.
No length of life
could straighten this mess up
Grace:
the ultimate favor.
One so self less
and pure
Unworthy for
something so unmerited.
See ths bed
I have made for myself?
Dirty sheets.
Bed bugs.
Decay.
Yet you find me
and say,
"From now on
you're living with me.
No more whoring,
no more sleeping around.
You're living with me
and I'm living
with you." (Hosea 3:3 MSG)
Worth it doesn't cut it.
To cultivate
and handle with the
utmost tenderness
is restoration complete.
And so I am Beloved.
you've kept me,
Somewhere behind mystery
is a smile beckoning
Wait for it.
Promises to break apart
are not worth the time.
After all, I crumble
by your very touch.
Pieces, pieces, pieces.
No length of life
could straighten this mess up
Grace:
the ultimate favor.
One so self less
and pure
Unworthy for
something so unmerited.
See ths bed
I have made for myself?
Dirty sheets.
Bed bugs.
Decay.
Yet you find me
and say,
"From now on
you're living with me.
No more whoring,
no more sleeping around.
You're living with me
and I'm living
with you." (Hosea 3:3 MSG)
Worth it doesn't cut it.
To cultivate
and handle with the
utmost tenderness
is restoration complete.
And so I am Beloved.
Thursday, April 15, 2010
A Fool's Card Exposed
"And when that world slows down, dear.
And when those stars burn out, here.
Oh she'll be here, yes she'll be here, "
But will she? After months maybe she will and maybe she won't. After wooing over the powerful senses of the mind and body can she give in? Will this continue to consume her innermost, secret thoughts? Can a love so mysterious and true feel so wrong? Is it even possible to wait? Wait until there's growth, maturity and time to see what is actually truth.
If its like just say so. If its love then shout it loud. Let's not be so youthful and impulsive about this yet that's the irony isn't it? All the signs and signals are obvious. To ignore this would be devastating but to act on it is fatal.
Years down this winding, unpredictable road of life maybe a chance is at love could be probable, but for now forgo intuition and wait. Sorry Dearest, the sorrow of love is in the age of its captor.
Unless this is off-base, in that case the fool's card has been dealt and played.
Enjoy friendship, take delight in laughter, smile exchanges and the secret hope of what could be.
And when those stars burn out, here.
Oh she'll be here, yes she'll be here, "
But will she? After months maybe she will and maybe she won't. After wooing over the powerful senses of the mind and body can she give in? Will this continue to consume her innermost, secret thoughts? Can a love so mysterious and true feel so wrong? Is it even possible to wait? Wait until there's growth, maturity and time to see what is actually truth.
If its like just say so. If its love then shout it loud. Let's not be so youthful and impulsive about this yet that's the irony isn't it? All the signs and signals are obvious. To ignore this would be devastating but to act on it is fatal.
Years down this winding, unpredictable road of life maybe a chance is at love could be probable, but for now forgo intuition and wait. Sorry Dearest, the sorrow of love is in the age of its captor.
Unless this is off-base, in that case the fool's card has been dealt and played.
Enjoy friendship, take delight in laughter, smile exchanges and the secret hope of what could be.
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
I Shall Swing
we used to have swings
too much freedom they say
dangerous, precarious, too liberating
they took them away
no. no. no.
what does it teach them? they say
to be undisciplined, unruly and carefree
the purity of the swing remains untainted
the sanctity of a hiccup in time
for a split second you are weightless
quick breath
locks breezing across your face
unfaltering sun rays
the world spins madly on
they took away last hopes
childhood dreams are illogical
they say we must persist without wonder
facts are facts
your spirit is dead they say
leave it, mature yourself, march on
i shall swing
spirit soar
refuse dead theories
the swing will live on
alive.
too much freedom they say
dangerous, precarious, too liberating
they took them away
no. no. no.
what does it teach them? they say
to be undisciplined, unruly and carefree
the purity of the swing remains untainted
the sanctity of a hiccup in time
for a split second you are weightless
quick breath
locks breezing across your face
unfaltering sun rays
the world spins madly on
they took away last hopes
childhood dreams are illogical
they say we must persist without wonder
facts are facts
your spirit is dead they say
leave it, mature yourself, march on
i shall swing
spirit soar
refuse dead theories
the swing will live on
alive.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Unseen
spirit of the age
break inside of me
Lord lose the spirit
world on me
give me a revelation
of the unseen
i want to see the
holiness of this moment
what battle rages
what war is there
for my soul
spill out.
break out.
over me.
around me.
the unseen i want to see.
encounters
with angels
confrontations
with demons
take me in the spirit Lord
may i see
Your exceeding power
and greatness
i've got to get close
i must taste the spirit
my eyes burning,
ears pierced by the sounds
to hold glory in my hands
the holy
make me holy like You
purify the insides of me
i can hear drums of Zion
marching towards me
i can feel in my chest
o consume this human heart
rumbling
on the inside of me
Your cloud of glory falls
revelation
revelation
revelation of You
How much did it cost
for Jesus on that cross
i want to feel it
i want to know it
break inside of me
Lord lose the spirit
world on me
give me a revelation
of the unseen
i want to see the
holiness of this moment
what battle rages
what war is there
for my soul
spill out.
break out.
over me.
around me.
the unseen i want to see.
encounters
with angels
confrontations
with demons
take me in the spirit Lord
may i see
Your exceeding power
and greatness
i've got to get close
i must taste the spirit
my eyes burning,
ears pierced by the sounds
to hold glory in my hands
the holy
make me holy like You
purify the insides of me
i can hear drums of Zion
marching towards me
i can feel in my chest
o consume this human heart
rumbling
on the inside of me
Your cloud of glory falls
revelation
revelation
revelation of You
How much did it cost
for Jesus on that cross
i want to feel it
i want to know it
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