there's nothing quite as beautiful as waking up to see
a day that beckons everything you thought could never be
for what does life inside the skin afford us but our death
a chance before we leave it to inhale another breath
but what if we were given able bodies somewhere else
a home made out of grace we used to carry in our cells
eternity unshaken by the aging hands of time
alive when there is nothing left, Truth cannot Truth deny

It's so unlike the heart to pass another's sorrow by
ignore it in an act we couldn't possibly deny
A seed sewn in our cells will cause the rot we fail to see
no blinder disposition could there ever truly be
One grain of salt is tasteless on a tongue that speaks to judge
forsaken by the veil removing every lesser love
Consider walking slowly if you choose to walk at all
don't chase away the sun again, without it you will fall

this year has been a cavalcade of everything I've done
but at the end of every day you've always been my sun
the light I rise to even when my body barely moves
the aromatic summertime that permeates my room
your seventh ring is forming now, we'll see it this July
the two and three two thousand ten turned water into wine
I drink without a second thought from hands that may be small
for they surrender whole in heart, your everything, your all

the only wall I ever built once crumbled over me
the night I fought so hard because I didn't want to leave
I asked for something dying to believe that it would rise
to meet me in the middle with the key I couldn't find
and when You called my name again my heart began to feel
allowed itself to recognize there was a way to heal
so never mind the dryness and the drought I knew would come
I want to drink the rain again and run where You will run