picture

colors made of words, phrases, sentences, lines.
With these feeble mediums I paint you.

Your hair gentle waves
each crest created by the pebble thrown into a pond
concentric troughs
slowly fading to an indistinct ripple

Each strand the elegant roan
sun glistening over manicured coat
beauty of the stallion standing tall and proud
captured by each hair flowing in the wind

The sun crests a distant hill
revealing rays of brilliance
the half crested moon
brilliantly white
this is your smile

Here my palette runs dry
my colors all used
maybe someday I will fill the rest
I will see you through all senses
Then and only then
words will be forgotten

Superman

I want to tell you
That I would die for you
Show the world
How I care

Let them all see
Living only just to be
Part of who you are

There is a hero inside
Longing to escape
Free the world
Soar forevermore

Caged inside my heart
longing to be free
hoping to taste the air
unbound by all that hinders me

I am not this man
I wish I could be
please take me as I am
normal nothing grand

Here now I stand
torn between two worlds
normal versus longed for
dreaming for abnormalty

Illuminate

You are the moon
Soft, luminescent, beautiful
Replacing the light of the stars
Just by your arrival

You are the satellite
Whose face brings light
To even the darkest night

Can I be the sun
Just to know
I am the one
To make you glow.

Pendulum

Back and forth
Side to side
continuous
this pendulum swings

I feel the rhythm
I feel it in my soul
I feel it's continuity
I feel this pendulum continuous

Attracting, Repelling
Both forces at the same time
nothing can withstand

Smoke

I feel you
Ripping up my head
Tearing in my skull
This smoke so hollow
Binding oxygen in my lungs

I breathe you
Hoping to catch your scent
Feeling you burn the inside of me

I love you
And this vapor so intense
swirling sliding flowing
outward onward upward
The feeling flees

Normalcy returns
And in the end I know
I will once again chase you
feed you to my lungs
For in that moment
You are mine
Only to vanish again

The Final Goodbye

Watching the sun reminds me of you
It reminds me that you are just as fleeting
just as elusive
here for a day then gone

watching the sun set
the glory of its last red rays
playing against clouds
creating beauty and fire untold

Images that remind me of our time
The beauty of the moment enthralling
The burning red of our passion
Lighting more than mere clouds

Like every sunset our time fades
slowly what was bright turns orange
From orange darkness falls
so we are turning to shadow

I pray as with the new dawn
the coming of the new day
Once again we will shine
brightening the world around

To this end I whisper gently
Just as the dragon cannot be grasped
and only the flame felt
This is my final goodbye

The last time I turn to you
The last time our lights will create glory
The last time to be the same
In hopes of a bright dawn

crash

you are like a one way street traveling the wrong direction.
I can see whats coming but have no time to react.
Lights flashing signals all telling me turn.
Yet the excitement of tasting you compels me forward.

You are like the sinking of the Titanic
Every one said it couldn't happen
One lonely block of ice was all it took
down she goes, the unsinkable sunk

every great disaster has a beginning
every catastrophe its own story
Wont you be mine?
Send your storms to wreck mine.

I am that car careening
I am that ship unsinkable
You could be my disaster
You could be the one to send me down

Wont you be mine?
The hurricane against my shores
The Tornado twisting me up
Global warming

The earth could die today
but you will be my death
nothing else
be mine.

falling

He looked at her with a sad smile. Could he ever tell her how he really feels? He longed for nothing more to look at her and tell her the truth. That he thought he might love her. That he was pretty sure she was the one for him. That they would make a good team. That she should join him for this long walk called life. He wanted to and the words were on the tip of his tongue. They just would not come out.
He was terrified. What would she think? Would she believe him and feel the same way? Would she laugh and take it as a joke?
Sometimes he didn't even understand it himself. What was it about her that drove him so crazy? It defied logic. He should have walked away or at least told her to screw off so many times. He hadn't, partly because they were such close friends. Another part was because no matter what she was still there in his mind and heart. "Why", he cried so many times.
"I want to run and escape forget about you."
He couldn't she was there with him in his thoughts.
He wanted to tell her that she was scary. Scary because she affected him this much. "You could destroy me" he thought.
What if this was all just a messed up illusion in his own head? How could he ever know for sure she was the one? Could he believe that someone who had shown him so many times that she was fickle but not interested? Was it even real?
Even with all the doubts she still persisted in his mind and heart. It was not the first time a female had this affect, but was it different? Could she be trusted?
Even with all these questions he still wanted to tell her the truth, how he felt. That he deeply liked her. He wanted to tell her the truth. Maybe that would be the breaking point. The point at which she would turn her back and give him a definite answer.

There was only one thing to do. The unimaginable, terrifying, and ultimately decisive step. He had to open his mouth and let the truth be known.

looking back on the Mountain

looking at the star light
man it is such a beautiful night
praising my God
Looking at the star light
Awed by your insight
Praising my God

I stand looking at the end of my ability. There is no road from here. I have no way to overcome the obstacle in front. Stressing kingdoms, kings, rule, and authority that the truth may be heard. Begging that God will change and renew the hearts and minds of the charges he has given us.

Oh my God,
Save them
From themselves
From their ruler

Oh My God
Save them
I beg you
Set them free

Oh My God
Save them
mold their hearts
break what is not of you

Oh My God
Save them

Their is such a chasam and I stand on the edge praying that God will create the path. It is so hard being completely incapable. Especially when the desire of my heart drains the emotion from my body. There are times when I want to quit to give up and let some other struggle with it. God fill me so that I may be emptied. God create in me the heart of a follower of Christ. Tell me how to complete the task. Fill my inadaquacy with your grace. God I am not perfect. Even more I am not worthy of this task. Create in my the desire to let my life go for you. God I am an imperfect vessel, but you have given the desire to be poured out. Let it be a drink offering to you.

God
Let the seeds that were planted bear fruit. Let the tears that were spilled be the water that creates growth. God let your Spirit change the lifes of my charges. God I can only plead with you because I can do nothing. God please.