For the Sparrows

For the Sparrows Jan 2013

Motionless
though wide awake,
alive,
& eyes wide open.
A song plays in my head
and never ceases.
A beautiful medley
of the mysteries
of imagination.
How fitting
that it is called Time
because I am frozen,
though still alive.
Wasting it all away
while it could be spent
with good intentions.
Is it a curse?
Can it be broken?
Is there a cure
for one who is frozen?
Has my heart
lost its fire?
Have my dreams
lost their desires?
Afraid to sleep,
I am fighting my dream infection
Awake and frozen,
I lack the desire for creation.
I have wings
but I cannot fly
very high.
I'm just a sparrow.
A selfish little sparrow.

For the Sparrows Jan 2013

Jumping Rooftops

Jumping rooftops & breaking down old doors
I am not a slave to time, what is it for?

With my brothers & sisters of the night
We live everywhere, together we fight.

They try to take us, away from our secret place
They can try, and they will fail the chase.

Join us if you are lost and alone
So you too can find this family home.

Randomly got inspired by "The Thief Lord" by Cornelia Funke. Amazing read.

For the Sparrows Jan 2013

Where the White Manor Lies

Follow the bird
follow it deep into the twisting trees
a forest so vast
like a sister to the seas

There a secret lies
Lost in the ages and memories of man
Follow the bird
You will understand

All the answers lost
and stories beyond imagination
A light will shine
On the uncharted nation

Piece of a story I am attempting to conjure.

For the Sparrows Jan 2013

Half the World

I have become obsessed
with living in this world of dreams
don't ever let me leave
and keep me awake
this is where I am suppose to be
Dreams will die
if I keep falling asleep.

Here my heart beats.
Here I am truly alive.
I never want to leave.

Come walk with me.
It's a gift, you see.
A gift only some receive.

Half the world is awake.
Half the world is asleep.

For the Sparrows Jan 2013

Created to Create

Something is always the influence
How do we know if...
we are
truly
original?

And my Father spoke to me.

No mind is fashioned alike
No palm is moulded the same
No fingerprint identifies with another

You are my Masterpiece.
You are my original.
You were created
so you too,
may create...

but never forget
the One who fashioned
your original mind.

Don't you know
it is always Me,
giving you
the influence you always seek?

For the Sparrows Jan 2013

Just Pretend.

I'm almost always uncomfortable.

I said.

She told me to just pretend.

Pretend you are comfortable,
with who you are
with what you see
It will take some time
but you will learn and love
who you are meant to be.

I love you to pieces.

She tells me constantly.
I love you too
even if it doesn't pass these lips.
In my heart, I know
you are my best friend
and I'd be nowhere
if you and I were alike.

I love you more then any other on this planet.
and I will pretend for you,
so that I may grow to love me too.

For mom. I love you to pieces.

For the Sparrows Jan 2013

Serenade of Winter

Let the cold winds greet you
with a gentle bite on your rosy face
The spirit of winter means no harm
Listen to the Serenade of Winter
To not only hear,
rather to see the beauty she hides
behind the blinding white veil
For when the sun shines these short hours
A frozen wonderland is brought forth
Bathe in the cool Winter light
This wonderful Serenade comes and goes
like the day and the night.
Every year a new song is composed.