A reminder that beauty does not depend on the world’s words:
The paint is peeling on the walls,
What once was pale and blue
Each scar a faded story,
Once loved, once found, once true
Tiles that never come quite clean,
Beneath chipped wooden legs
Surface scratched and marred from use,
Life down to the dregs
We often are so blind
We do not see beyond ourselves,
Little things of value
So elude our reach
For we do not reach at all,
We sit and hold our hands,
Fancy things we’ve learned as set,
Staunch, unchanging things
The one who’s never noticed,
The one who’s on the side
The one who’s always waiting
The one who says she’s fine
The one who keeps on wishing,
But dreams they turn to smoke
The one who thinks he sees her
When her heart’s all that’s broke
Life hands out my chances,
I cannot but comply
Follow them in trances,
And either smile or sigh
For I live within them,
A slave of what they say
Joy is a fragile gem
And peace a flick’ring ray
They fade when darkness falls,
And shatter under stress
In worldly triumph call,
Dependent on success
I’m looking for a place,
A place where I belong
For one familiar face
Who’ll listen to my song
The melody’s inside,
I treasure it within,
How long can it abide
With clips upon its wings?
I struggle to be heard,
My soul tries to take flight
Quite like a fragile bird,
Kept captive from the light
I want to walk the wire,
To wander through the clouds
Removed from mud and mire,
No slave of jostling crowds
To keep my footing sure,
And walk this narrow road,
Strong, balanced and secure,
Relieved of earthly loads
I graze the leafy tops,
Trees strewn across the sky
This strung path never stops,
It stretches past the eye
Love knocks
I answer
I rush
To comply
To fill
All these holes
With blue
Seamless sky
Out there
Beyond reach
So bright
Beauty drawn
My grasp
Is fragile
I just
Can’t hold on
When I feel my fear rise up,
Nearly choke me as it comes,
You ask me to remember,
To be mindful of Your love
My flick’ring heart is fickle
And it turns the wrong direction.
Remind me please, O Lord,
You only are perfection.
I want not to feed the evil
But to focus on the light.
I want to give You all control
And not to try and fight.
Place before my eyes
A quick glimpse of salvation,
For from such everlasting love
There can be no separation.
Words fly across the page,
Ink sputters to compete,
With thoughts that race for recognition
The soul pours into scribbled lines,
Of honesty that startles.
Dreams are such a fragile treasure,
Sealed so close to home,
Values beyond any measure,
Lest these hopes may roam.
Dazzling visions of a future,
Brighter than the sun
Illusions that appear so sure,
Then come fast undone.
How does the ling’ring heart move on,
Shadowed with this doubt?
No strength remains to sing the song
Life was once about.