A Word To My Reader
I am not a perfect voice calling out in the dark, but a broken voice calling out in the dark. I have not said anything perfectly, nor have I ever touched on perfection flawlessly. Every element I speak on found here will fall short on every degree because of the breadth and width of which the topic expands (both logically and emotionally). In fact the only thing I can come closest to in explaining perfectly would be my brokenness, because that, I know better than perfection. I can only try to speak about the glimpses of perfection I have seen in my life. Please bear that in mind as you read. I hope that these compositions can bring further light to the honest depths and heights that life teaches us about ourselves, the world around us, and the starter of this all, God.
As Phillip Lopate says, in reading this you will learn more about my “habits of thought” than the activities that actually make up my day to day. I do not assume that most will want to read any of this, but for the one who is feeling lost or confused, for the one who is trying to find reason to keep living, for the one who is fighting against himself, others, or his God, and desiring to better understand why, I hope these pieces of writing might be a friend to you. I hope they push you to press on, to appreciate living (and working), to appreciate the smallest of moments with a family member, close friend, or stranger. I hope they move you to explore and imagine, to find the “why” behind anything, and to trust that though we have a finite understanding, the One who is infinite has been made accessible to mankind. Mankind meaning you and me, and there is no small amount of peace to be found in that truth.
P.S. I attached a song to the bottom of each composition to accompany its reading. Enjoy!
You Said the Sky
(January 20, 2019)
Let’s sit in the silence and simply do nothing.
We’ll stare at the sunset and find that we’re smiling.
No words were spoken, but I knew what you were thinking,
Or I guess we weren’t thinking as much as just breathing.
Soaking it in till our hearts overflowed,
Light gleamed from our eyes and spilled out our souls.
I asked you what your favorite thing was in nature.
Mine was the light, the way it touched every creature.
You sat a bit, then answered with tender eyes.
You said the sky, but that too often, we miss out on its design.
If one would just go outside and look up a little more often,
You said they’d see all was okay;
“Our mess-ups can’t change the galaxies or make the stars soften.”
You went on for a while, and I just gathered and gleaned,
And the last of what you said also stuck out to me:
“Every hour, the Artist puts up a new display,
How can we know art if we don’t see it when it’s right in front of our face?”
A Moment With Mother
(December 31, 2018)
I could feel her presence over my figure as she reached to grab the blanket resting on the back of the couch. Her hands made little sound as she first draped the blanket on my feet and then slowly pulled it up to my chin.
I dared not open my eyes to reveal I had been awake, for that would steal from her the joy of looking after the one she had taken care of since infancy. And I dared not open my eyes, for that would rip from me the peace of being taken care of as though I was a child again. Pride is not an issue when you are receiving care while you sleep.
Wars In Our Heads
(November 2018)
Gave up the money
Spent all my youth
Fighting for something
Protecting our youth
They called us all noble
But we were soon forgotten
They think the war is over
But the real battle remains in our heads
At war at least I had my brothers
But now I've got to fight alone
They promised to heal us
But turned away when we walked through the door
We paid for their freedom
But got another war in return
Can somebody fix me
I want to live to see life for what it is
I'm tired of feeling broken
I've forgotten the feeling of innocence
Will you sit with me in the darkness
Will you take the images from my head
Can you hold me forever
Till I'm finally normal again
Can you hold me forever
Till I'm finally normal again
Will you stay with me forever
Even if I'm never normal again
Will you stay with me forever
I'm afraid I'll never feel normal again
Will you stay with me forever
I'm afraid I'll never feel normal again
The Sway
( September 2018)
There's a chill in the night and you're next to me
I think it's time to go but I can't seem to leave
And the world seems to fade and we're all alone
You bring your heart next to mine and we're swaying to this song
Ahhhh
Ahhhh
There's a whisper in the wind and a melody in the night
And we're dancing so swiftly with the stars in the sky
And all nature sways to the chorus it sings
The movement the swaying together you and me
Oh and is this all real or is this a dream
Cause I'm afraid that you might drift away in the breeze
Ahhhh
Ahhhh
Don't wanna go back
No I won't go back
I wanna stay here forever
Together under this moon
I don't wanna go back
No I won't go back
I wanna stay here forever
Together under this moon
I don't wanna go back
No I'm not going back
I wanna stay here forever
Together under this moon
Ahhhh
Ahhhh
Ahhhh
Ahhhh
The Third Time
(March 7, 2018)
It was the third time I answered, the same as before
Why must I repeat it twice and once more?
It may not be true, but it must be said
Otherwise, I too would be covered in red
For if I spoke right and told the truth
There would be more than just one, there would be two
But at the third time, the clock struck, and the bird sounded
My eyes widened, my heart pounded
I shifted my vision to look away from my lies
Grabbing at anything that would help me survive
But I knew exactly what He knew
And I did exactly what He said I would do
So like a baby, my eyes stumbled to His
(The very God-man Judas had deceitfully kissed)
And just as an archer, I would not miss
And so they wobbled to the only One who could comfort
The very same One I betrayed; the very One I hurt
And in that moment when our eyes touched, I lost my vision though I was not trying
For my eyes were filled with liquid, and I found that I was crying
A Shared Name
(March 7, 2018)
Youngest of five, older than four
First there were boys, she, the first girl
Played with their Legos, dressed in their shorts
She was a tomboy, loved all the same sports
Mama said there had been one before
Baby would have been her number four
Cleaning the windows till pain in her side
Red filled the water, water filled her eyes
If she was a girl her name would be mine
Brother sang about her, his own little rhyme
He said that all was good and all was okay
Because "Leah was found in heaven that day"
But my name is Leah and I’m still alive
Too soon to tell what the baby was inside
My brain keeps repeating again and again
“I wonder who I would be, and who you would have been”
My life would have changed, my name would be different
An older sister can change things, I guess quite a bit
If you were a girl, I now carry your name
We'll share it together; I won't bring it to shame.
New Start
(March 2018)
We're growing up, and we're growing old
And my friends are moving on
Going places with people I've never met
And I'm packing up, and I'm moving out
And I'm walking across a stage
Into a world that I've never seen
And they ask me where I'm going
And they ask me what I see ahead
But if I'm being completely honest
I can't see a thing
Now I am walking across a plank
With a blindfold over my eyes
And I can't see the steps right in front of me
I could back out, and I could flee
Or stay strong and stay free
And dive in, 'cause fear, it won't hold me down
And I can't see Him, but I'll read His voice
And He's guiding me through all the noise
When I can't trace His hand, I'll trust His heart
Even in this new start
And I used to think that when I was grown up
I'd have my life figured out
I'd know exactly who I was
I'd be set in my ways, not needing to change
But now that I'm here, I feel more like a child
Still learning my lessons and needing direction
Still needing direction
And I used to think that when I was grown up
I'd have my life figured out
I'd know exactly who I was
I'd be set in my ways, not needing to change
But now that I'm here, I feel more like a child
Still learning my lessons and needing direction
Still needing direction, needing direction
So when I can't trace His hand, I'll trust His heart
To lead me in, to lead me in this new start
So when I can't trace His hand, I'll trust His heart
To lead me in, to lead me in this new start
Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala
Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala
La la a
My Shepherd
(December 2017)
And I dare not say
What I really mean
'Cause it don't make sense
And it's breaking me
So I'll close my mouth
And I'll listen up
'Cause there's good in listening
To the things I don't want
And I can't hear You
If I only hear me
And I know You have things
That I need to see
So listen up my soul
To the words He speaks
And You tell me I'm new
And You say I'm clean
But I don't understand
Everything I read
And my feelings tell me
Lies about You
I will fight the devil
With what I know to be true
'Cause Your word is a lamp
For my feet
And You say You only want
What's best for me
So You'll break my legs
And You will break me
And You'll be my shepherd
And I'll be Your sheep
And You'll pick me up
And You'll carry me
'Cause You are my shepherd
I am, I am Your sheep
Rain Cloud
(September 2017)
Storm's a-brewin' and it's cold outside
Window's open, letting in the winter light
Sipping my cocoa while I'm stuck inside
Sun is hidden, darkness fills the sky
A cloud full of liquid seems to catch my eye
My poor, poor cloud, why don't you just let it go and cry
And cry
You keep holding together, and it's killing me
There's a battle inside your soul
A constant fight to be
An angry burst of light and a crack breaks forth
Just let one drop fall, the rest will follow short
A tear spills out, and the ground drinks in relief
A drizzle starts, and you begin to weep
And you see you're free
You're free
The hope of sunlight shimmers through again
War had been settled and a smile was sent
Silhouette Tree
(June 2017)
Mr. Tree how do you keep from falling down
Branches raised like you had just been found
I guess your roots, they grow so deep
They are your knees, they are your feet
Weather's been a devil, but you've stood tall
Making sure roots hold so you don't fall
And I swear if you had a face, it would be one of first place
And if I could call you by a name, it would be one of such grace
Black silhouette against the sky
First to see sunset, first to see sunrise
Hands held up, head held high
Knowing your freedom, knowing your pride
Your body blows in the wind
How I long to feel that on my skin
Even when night comes, there you are
Bold silhouette standing still in the dark
Your body blows in the wind
How I long to feel that on my skin
Even when night comes, there you are
Bold silhouette standing still in the dark
Aahhhhhhh
Watching over, making sure
All is calm and the world's tucked in
Eyes wide open, body turned
Ready to meet the sunrise again
Your body blows in the wind
How I long to feel that on my skin
Even when night comes, there you are
Bold silhouette standing still in the dark
Your body blows in the wind
How I long to feel that on my skin
Even when night comes, there you are
Bold silhouette standing still in the dark
Aahhhhhhh
Bold silhouette standing still in the dark
Bold silhouette standing still in the dark
Bold silhouette standing still in the dark
Bold silhouette standing still in the dark
My Body
(December 23, 2016)
It's funny, I do think I know my body... this garment that covers my soul. Though, I have found that I know it only in part. I understand it solely because of the countless times I’ve looked over it, seeking to find imperfections in order to fix them. It wasn't till tonight that I had realized that never before had I studied my body, simply to know the perfections. Never had I looked in the mirror to study and observe my eyes, my brows, my nose, lips, cheeks, or chin.
God could have given me any arrangement of these structures, and yet He specifically gave me these ones, those that build what seems to be a face, my face. Would I know a picture of my hand, my hair, my shoulders, feet, nails, or silhouette because it was a familiar form I had looked over for 20 years, eyes trained to notice the usual imperfections? Or would I notice that it was mine because only I owned that trait? This was not a body I happened upon, but a body that was uniquely designed and chosen for my soul. I should learn it; I should know it. There is beauty held within this body. In every line, scar, and detail. This beauty to be acknowledged is not one of vanity, as if it was an accomplishment I attained. No, it was handcrafted by the one above and given to me, and it is just as much a part of this breathtaking creation as any other part. Should I not also study it in complete amazement as I would any other part of creation? My body, too, is a stunning miracle.
Honesty
(2015)
Life is hard I can't deny
Don't pull away and don't be shy
Don't wipe those tears from your eyes
It's perfectly normal to cry
When it's raining in your life
Money won't show to provide
Someone close is about to die
It's never sunny, it's always night
I can't do this anymore
The walls are closing in
And I can't find the door
I can't do this anymore
The walls are closing in
And I can't find the door
Can't find the door
When you can't speak a word
Without a fight
And you wanna give up,
Don't wanna try
'Cause they're leaving again
And you gotta say bye, bye, bye
But you can't get a breath in
'Cause you're so tired
You're so tired
I found a hope more faithful than the morning
He's full of kindness and completely full of glory
When life's filled with evil and doesn't go as it should, should, should
He's the light in the darkness and He's always good, He's always good
I found a hope more faithful than the morning
He's full of kindness and completely full of glory
When life's filled with evil and doesn't go as it should, should, should
He's the light in the darkness and He's always good, He's always good
He's always good, good, good
Good, good, good
Good, good, good
He's always good, good, good, good
Little Sister
(2014/2015)
You are the flower that grows in the night
You grew ten feet when I closed my eyes
And now it seems I'm looking up to you
It's a surprise to me, though I think you knew
And you grew older
Just in the blink of an eye
Just as time flew by
And now I'm saying goodbye
And you grew stronger
Just over the night
Within a brand-new sky
A beautiful sunrise
I still remember the day you were born
You needed grace 'cause your heart was torn
But when I saw your love and truth
God showed my eyes that he changed you
And you grew older
Just in the blink of an eye
Just as time flew by
And now I'm saying goodbye
And you grew stronger
Just over the night
Within a brand-new sky
A beautiful sunrise
I miss the old days when you were young and reckless
And you threw flowers in your hair
I miss the old days when we were full of dreamin'
And we made up stories just for fun
I miss the old days, but I wouldn't exchange the present for the past
Because of the bond, the bond we now have
Because of the bond, the bond we now have