you are my fall
my winter
my spring
my mid summers dream
you are my right as rain
my no better thing
my reason to sing
my wings
have you not noticed
the way that I shine
when your eyes meet mine
I wonder sometimes
if the world should start spinning
from end to beginning
would you be mine
and can you not find
that place in your heart
the most precious part
where I would reside
make my home and abide
you are my net
of safety and still
the tightrope I walk
is stretched from your will
to my hopes and my dreams
to much greater things
to the love in your eyes
to the little white lies
we tell with our lips
when we refuse to admit
that this is more
than friendship
Shadows of the Heart and Soul
Wednesday, August 13, 2014
Monday, May 26, 2014
Him
Oh to feel the cling of him,
the sting of him,
the sweet dark ring of him.
Oh to feel him breath
to watch him spin
in, out, around and away
to call the coming day.
the sting of him,
the sweet dark ring of him.
Oh to feel him breath
to watch him spin
in, out, around and away
to call the coming day.
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Fall
It's like dappled sunlight in shades of green
against a cloudy sky.
Like strong backs and sturdy dreams
against the winds of time.
A spiraling tumbling flight
through nothing but thin air
and Mother Earth pulls their blanket
over her shoulders fair.
By AMT
Saturday, July 2, 2011
In Store
I don't want you
to feel this sorrow the way that I do.
I don't want you,
to know this regret,
but I keep thinking what might have been
if you had answered when I asked you in.
I don't need you the way I used to
And I don't want you much anymore,
But I still worry about you Baby
And the heartache for you
that's still in store.
By AMT
to feel this sorrow the way that I do.
I don't want you,
to know this regret,
but I keep thinking what might have been
if you had answered when I asked you in.
I don't need you the way I used to
And I don't want you much anymore,
But I still worry about you Baby
And the heartache for you
that's still in store.
By AMT
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
My love for you.
The depth of love I have for you
The weight of it, the magnitude
Is more than your human mind can bear.
You could never carry it
If I revealed the whole of it
and laid it there upon your shouders fair.
The strength of my love is unmatched
but gentle when it touches you
The armor my love provides
no arrow of life gets through.
It is shelter and it's foundation
It's protection and transportation
It's the connection you feel to another
who has accepted my salvation.
My love is the touch of a friend.
My love is the kiss of a spouse.
My love is the sound of the wind,
and the laughter that bursts from your mouth.
My love is the hope in your heart,
a light in your darkest night.
It's the blanket I wrap you in
when you're cold and full of fright.
My love is beyond compare.
You can not fathom it.
But I've made a place inside you
where all of my love will fit.
What a contradiction!
How marvelous my love is!
Your frame could never hold it,
but your soul is where it lives.
The weight of it, the magnitude
Is more than your human mind can bear.
You could never carry it
If I revealed the whole of it
and laid it there upon your shouders fair.
The strength of my love is unmatched
but gentle when it touches you
The armor my love provides
no arrow of life gets through.
It is shelter and it's foundation
It's protection and transportation
It's the connection you feel to another
who has accepted my salvation.
My love is the touch of a friend.
My love is the kiss of a spouse.
My love is the sound of the wind,
and the laughter that bursts from your mouth.
My love is the hope in your heart,
a light in your darkest night.
It's the blanket I wrap you in
when you're cold and full of fright.
My love is beyond compare.
You can not fathom it.
But I've made a place inside you
where all of my love will fit.
What a contradiction!
How marvelous my love is!
Your frame could never hold it,
but your soul is where it lives.
Sunday, June 5, 2011
Bottled Up
You've kept my tears in your bottle.
You keep my heart in your hand.
You keep track of all my sorrow,
and You know just where I am.
You have offered me Your shelter,
all I have to do is come.
You have given me Your love,
and You give more than enough.
I don't have to cling to heartach.
I don't have to face dispair.
I can hold onto Your hand because
I know You're always there.
You keep my tears in your bottle.
You keep my heart in your hand.
You keep track of all my sorrow,
and You know just who I am.
By AMT
8 You keep track of all my sorrows.[a]
You have collected all my tears in your bottle.
You have recorded each one in your book.
You keep my heart in your hand.
You keep track of all my sorrow,
and You know just where I am.
You have offered me Your shelter,
all I have to do is come.
You have given me Your love,
and You give more than enough.
I don't have to cling to heartach.
I don't have to face dispair.
I can hold onto Your hand because
I know You're always there.
You keep my tears in your bottle.
You keep my heart in your hand.
You keep track of all my sorrow,
and You know just who I am.
By AMT
Psalm 56:8
New Living Translation (NLT)
8 You keep track of all my sorrows.[a]
You have collected all my tears in your bottle.
You have recorded each one in your book.
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Behind and Before
It seems impossible to live content in this moment
with the breath of yesterday on my neck,
and the breeze of tomorrow on my face.
The whispering sorrow of the past,
the raging winds of the future,
what has been and what may be,
spread out behind and before me.
I am restless and lonely,
torn between sorrow and hope.
Longing for nothing more fiercely,
than for love to throw me a rope.
with the breath of yesterday on my neck,
and the breeze of tomorrow on my face.
The whispering sorrow of the past,
the raging winds of the future,
what has been and what may be,
spread out behind and before me.
I am restless and lonely,
torn between sorrow and hope.
Longing for nothing more fiercely,
than for love to throw me a rope.
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