there’re so many patterns inside of this world
the blooming of nature, m   i g  r a  t   i o n of birds
and all of them mirror a Face we can’t see
yet with our whole being embrace when we breathe

and if we are patient and if we are kind
we will be returned every piece of our sight
to trace every pattern back into our hearts
the eye of our body’s most powerful part

sometimes I feel like my days are estranged
like Time disconnects me in every way
from that which I’m doing wherever I am
so I become one with the hourglass sand

my body is laying its hands on my soul
my thoughts are elusive, they come & they go
I focus my energy carefully now
yet wander as much as I’ve ever known how

my dreams carry rhythms that challenge my strife
they put me to death then they bring me to life
and what I’m left seeing and feeling is this:
the more I am present, the less I exist

I’m crawling on all fours to reach a Light that’s fading fast
while everything behind me strikes my bones into the past
the strength it takes to move resembles Weakness come on High
a struggle unrelenting with a reason in its eye
the longer I can stay here in a stare with Life itself
the more a chance I have to breathe another single breath
the back of me is ruin so let onward be my gain
The Hope in me is stronger than the cause of all my pain

“I want to know all I can possibly know”
said someone in passing to me long ago
and now I hear voices inside of my head
that lead me to places and leave me for dead

I beckon to silence and ask it to speak
to render me strong when I feel I am weak
but all I can hear is the sound of my mind
inflicting confusion and making me blind

my heart is an altar that barely exists
the foam of a tide in a sea of my sins
dishonesty begs me to never confess
but here I am bleeding my thoughts nonetheless

if I can continue on living more days
I hope to use time to change all of my ways
and not to be selfish, and not to be *****
but only to do what Your will has me do

the stars were burning holes into the late October sky
I asked them for a reason but they couldn’t tell me why
by stealing from the Sun the nights came longer, darker still
and with them went my every bit of human power’s will
I reckoned with my follies but the numbers hurt my head
and much as I desired to I couldn’t lay them rest
if one said I was capable the other said I’m not
“for everyone and everything’s susceptible to rot”
I couldn’t find a match to spare except the one in hand
set fire to my body, how much longer can it stand?

why do the days feel like they’re blended in one?
like Sunday to Sunday I can’t see the Sun?
perhaps it’s because all my loyalty lies
in every hour the night passes by
I feel like a shadow that doesn’t exist
that takes on its form when there’s nothing that is
I bide too much time as a shepherd who sleeps
and sees not the wolves who’ve their eyes on the sheep
I scurry and shiver because of my skin
remembering Truth’s all the while within
too much be distractions in every day
and many the voices that make it this way
but if you can settle your heart on just One
you’ll never be shaken by other ones come
defeat can be tragic should ache it your bones
but Victory’s spoken: “you’re never alone”

should you have the time, may I give you mine?
let us speak of Life, let us not divide
everything you are, I am made of too
more than I am me, more than you are you
pieces of the sky carry every heart
far beyond the day, far beyond the dark  
Time can be your friend, Time can set you free
come out of your head, move and live and breathe