No storm can disorient, no current can sweep,
When love is the harbor light, guiding us deep.
Waves may crash and thunder, doubts may arise,
But love's steady beacon pierces veiled skies.

A refuge from the storm, a solace so bright,
Guiding weary vessels through the darkest night.
Warmth in the distance, a promise untold,
Love's beacon forever, brave, steady, and bold.

In its shimmering welcome, a haven we find,
A love that endures, forever entwined.
When love is the harbor Light

I think
the world
needs
more
of us
than we
can offer

You gave me your grandfather’s old cufflinks
For all my plaid shirts
When I still had my hair short
Do you see the same person now?
I never bought my own clippers
Always borrowed from the guys
Maybe because I knew it didn’t last

I was made in your image
So how could I not worship you the most
With your abandonment, you made me king
Over the kingdom of lost souls
For which I will protect and cherish
As I wished you would
Warming them under my wing
For which they can never be expelled
Destined to burn

My biggest sin was loving you

Dancing on the tightrope of a breakdown
I wonder just how good my balance is,
I teeter on the wire one careful footstep at a time.
I don’t look down; the solid concrete waits for me below
I can’t look left or right for fear I’ll lean and tip.
I focus on the other side but it’s not clearly seen-
Is it my eyes or has a fog rolled in to trick me-
To leave me stranded and precarious.
I’m developing a cramp and one toe has gone numb
But still I slide the other foot along
And grip with every particle of strength I own.
I have to make it all the way across
There is no net below to save me.
But the other platform seems so far away
And my umbrella feels as though it’s made of lead.
Why is there no cheering from the crowd-
I guess they’re fascinated by the clowns down there
And never ever bothered to look up.
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