It is...yet it isn't. An act after all.

Impressive. To say the least.

The most humbling darkness is there. In the autumn sea, at night.

For the truth he shows, I praise his name. And beg his grace for my arrogance.

Also this - My publish poems option is erroring - So I'm working out of my drafts - Tell Elliot please. (:

Distant original concept taken from a Neil Gaiman interview.

The Blonding Hair of Trees

I'm his timing. Not mine. But that doesn't make it any less difficult. To stop trying. At least the trying therein becomes demoralizing.

An observation with a flicker. Like a candle shedding light. I'm a big JBP fan. But this also seems true to me personally. That we don't just aim at things, but that we adjust our aim based on many things over time.

Indeed strong...as they once grew strong

#depends

https://youtu.be/eMJJHoqKxDM

Yup... How?

That moment when you realize no one will care if you could even describe it. The moment when you decide to stay calm.

https://soundcloud.com/user-433755196/the-deepest-realization

In my mind it's this. To realize that love... Is not about you. It's not about your fleeting feelings (which may wither and fade). But it's all about the choice, and the realization of what you can do for them. But there are always more questions even after this...

Sometimes you need to stop before you can keep going. *nod nod*

I'm trying. I'm always trying. Hopefully my future counterpart is doing the same.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AD98bUyjdxQ

From a single man to a married man. Trust me on this, as I trust you in regards to other things. Any day here I could, but never again can you. *nods*

Nervous by Gavin James. Calm me down and make sense of me. Because who you are puts me out of sorts in the best possible way.

I'm glad that you exist. Really.

No One Knows the Day or Hour
36 “But of that day and hour no one knows, not even the angels of [a]heaven, but My Father only."

The world is the world, this story is round, stop trying to convince me that we've changed so much.

I never really tell the backstory behind verses. And there is a reason for that. Sometimes I don't really want to own to it or take the time to explain the situation in its fullness (so as to do it justice). But I'll oblige here.

This one is about the end of an era. That moment when you realize something is over. High school, college, a sports venue, a relationship, a job, or whatever it may be. It's that awkward intersection which can either appear promising or terrifying. The future unknown and all of your old comfortable memories stretched out behind you.

I wrote this verse with a particular location in mind. A particular time. Back when I wasn't aware that all good things must come to an end.

#learning

More non-fiction

I've decided to rant less. To cut the cancerous complaining out of my life completely. So this verse is for me, and for my own subconscious mind to stew on.

Don't waste your words on the ether you idiot... FLY and be free from such people as these. *nods*

Guide the conversation to begin with and you won't end up here.

*slow head shake at self*

Deter Me Not Set (4)

Its time.

It's true...and this is why time matters to me.

In your ears.