Grab my hand.

I won't let you drown.

I am the lifeguard

relieving you back to dry ground.



Don't be afraid.

These waves won't last for long.

They'll splash and crash

and soon be gone.



Hold on tight.

You can swim.

You will always be safe

when you are with Him.

W h y
did I let you g o?
W h y
does this hurt so b a d?

W h y
didn't I k n o w
W h a t
I really h a d?

W h y
was there nothing I could d o?
W h y
do I so terribly miss y o u?

W h y
won't these feelings e n d?
W h y
did I have to lose a best f r I e n d?

W h y
can't I let g o?
W h y
can't the healing b e g I n?

W h y
do l still k n o w
t h a t
I still love h I m...

can I hold on
just a little bit longer?
I feel I'm getting weaker
instead of stronger...

the branches of my heart break
without your support.
winds crashing and beating
back and forth...

I can't live this way anymore,
either have to let it go and break...
or wait for it to grow
no matter how long that may take..

Glimmered warmth
congealed on the wintry rice.
A sumptous surprise
melting apart the frosty ice.

Twilit timbers
radiated rays of sunny soils.
Rooftop thunders
swirling and softening snowy oils.

Phthalo pastures
engendered the energy of dawn.
Spring's riant arrival
among winter's mix forgone

d r i p p l e, d r I p p l e,
her toes echoing the ripples..

s o o t h I n g s o l I t u d e,
her tensions slowly spawns to elude...

w h I r l I n g w I n d s,
swift saplings of the crisp crimson...

l I m e l i l y p a d s,
citron circles luring the lags...

s w a y, s w a y,
her leafless legs basking the bay.

God is my lifesong, my lovesong,
every song I have sung.
He is the oppressive orchestra
strumming life through my lungs.

He broadened my voice
to praise Him across the biosphere
up to the uppermost obstacles,
but a whisper beckons Him near.

He'll elevate my voice
caroling to His sweet symphony.
I'll proceed,overcome, and overflow
in the puissant Psalms He put in me

every wandering day left in agony
searching for spots to go,
decifering how to feel
thoughts like powdered snow,
everything is too real.
oceans misting down my eyes
and psyche plundering ice
quickly melting down my skin,
nobody encounters the misty  lice
anchoring from the emptiness within...