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

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

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.

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

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.

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. 

Blame

I would gladly take the blame, 
if we could just move past this awkwardness 
and forget about the pain, 
but love doesn't work that way when a heart is torn in two
and friendship's been abused.
I could forgive you the past 
and make whatever this is last 
if only there weren't so many reminders 
of how selfish we both have been and perhaps still are.
I think I've learned my lesson, but maybe not. 
Maybe I ask too much of you, more than what you've got. 
I pour out until I'm empty, you give me a cup when you can
the measure seems uneven and I chalk it up to you being a man.
To be honest I don't feel worthy when really I know that I am.
And it's still not fair to blame you when I know you don't understand.
I didn't want this to be our fate, I thought we'd work it out somehow,
but I am still raw and broken and you can't un-slaughter me now.
So who is to blame for this wreckage, where shall the finger aim
At me for loving so selfishly, at you for turning away?
I don't think there's a place to lay it, so maybe I'll carry it still
It's true I'd be more than glad to, if only the wounds would heal.


By AMT

Truth Be Told

I'm giving you the emotional cold shoulder

because truth be told I'm out

 of hopes, and dreams, and wishes

and I'm living a little on doubt.

I'm not talking to you right now

 because the things that I want to say

would probably hurt your feelings

 and push you furthur away

I'm a little afraid to do that

 because somewhere on down the line

I'm thinking we'll fix this friendship

 and I won't have to leave you behind

But right now in this moment

 when I am so raw and undone

I'm asking you to have patience

 because I in fact have none.

By Anna Teale

He was my Daddy First

3/20/11

Before this world’s foundation

Before He spoke Creation

Before He breathed in Adam

Before His hands formed Eve

Before there was a moment

Before Time came to be

Before He breathed the breath of Life

I think He thought of me

He planned for my arrival

At such a time as this

He formed me in perfection

And gave me special gifts

He watched me and He waited

Guided, but never forced

Until I gave my life to Him

And let Him set my course

Each morning there is Mercy

And Grace at close of day

He is strength and healing

The Truth, the Life, the Way

I could name a million things

 That He has always been

Holy, God almighty

Faithfulness and Friend

But long before I knew His voice

Or what His love is worth

Before I even knew His Name

He was my Daddy first

For Michael Chandler

By Anna M Teale

Letting Go

I don’t think you realize

how you look through my eyes

I don’t think you really understand.

Despite my present heartache

my love of you is no mistake

you’ve no idea how much you’ve healed my soul

And though I’ve known the ending

since there was a beginning

I don’t regret the road I had to take

I don’t regret the laughter

the tear drops or disaster

the waves of them that carried me away

It would be easier to hate you

and in my mind mistake you

for a man who never cared at all

But I’m bold enough to realize

that if I look through His eyes

I’ll see a man who cares the best he can

I’m not saying that you’re perfect

but I hope you know you’re worth it

and I wouldn’t trade a day I’ve known your face

You are a treasure meant to keep

and that is why I weep

because I have to give you back and let you go

I wish you joy and sunlight

I wish you Hope and new Life

and all the love the heart of man can hold.

By

AMT

Arctic Seas

Arctic Seas

It feels like Arctic seas in here

with out you near

without the warmth

without the cheer

it seems your eyes can throw at me

like sunshine rays

 like summer heat on winter days

where are your flaming burning eyes

where is your sunshine smile

Oh can’t you hear my frozen pleas

without your love

 I’m Arctic seas

By AMT

Fight the Darkness

"Fight the darkness 
with all that is in you, 
until the Son comes out 
and His Will relieves you.
Fight the night 
with all that you have,
fight the sorrow 
with love and laugh.
Don't let pain win
or despair consume you,
it can not kill 
but only wound you.
Hold fast to Hope 
and good and rightness.
Keep a grip on your sword
and fight the darkness."
By AMT

Remembering Goodbye

I woke up this morning and the sky was all grey
I packed up my things and I drove away
The sky opened up and the rain began falling
and my heart started calling your name
The infinite sounds of goodbye
keep time with the heartbroken sky
and the rhythm of rain on my windshield
is the drum of pain in my mind
and I may follow the storm
but I long to be safe and warm
for chasing after a dream
is harder than it may seem
when the one that's left behind
is the dream you hope to find


By AMT 

Memory

A flash of bare skin
A splash of pale light
A spiraling tumbling folly
A memory brought on by the night
Can memory deserve such banter
such worship and love as this
like the tangle of flesh and challenge
or the sweetness brought on by a kiss
Can memory be a dream or a dancer
Can hope be forgotten and left
like the notes or the bars of a chorus
with no treble and no bass cleft
Must they always shine on in the darkness
as the years pass by and collect
like cumulus clouds and raindrops
falling so soft on my neck
or will they grow dull and passive
will they fade as the days grow old
will only the edges get fuzzy
but the truth of my memory hold   

From the Clouds

I love the deep gray of a rainy day
when the sun hides his face
and the trees lift their own
mouths open wide, arms spread out
knowing for sure without one doubt
that they will receive SOMETHING
from the clouds 


By AMT

Mosaic

I feel like I am broken glass scattered on the floor
and someone ought to sweep me up and throw me out the door.
For I can not be mended or made again brand new
and all these shattered pieces cannot belong to you.
But you tell me I am yours alone and that you love me still.
You wrap me in your Holiness and mold me to your will.
Till my brokenness becomes something beautiful and true.
A mosaic of your love, a vessel for your use.


By AMT