Apr 2017
Love calls me out of my tortoise shell
Begins to sing louder
My slaughtered bridge is resurrected.
I walk across, stunned like a new man coming back to Eden.
Love calls me out like a train storming through at 2 a.m.
Runs me over like a penny on its track, sleep is still another world away.
My blurry eyes sting the page
everything I held back draws itself like a hidden blade and spills my red river travesty.
Hold on to me.
I saw myself become something else sliding in the corner of a child's closet.
Do not run from me now that I'm getting closer to your secrets.
Every moment in life is a gift.
Every dark pull from the dark side a chance to appreciate your light that much more.
I have been levitated from love's track. My heart becomes a countryside.
Any heart not living here makes us incomplete and mission bound with inner ancient heat.
Blazes so intense you'd think we wouldn't survive, so tell me now how do we even live?
Once I was loud and obnoxious, angry at this and that, not until you came back to me, I was a mad man screaming at himself in a mirror I thought was real.
You came through and silenced me and said, "But I never even left."
My humility carrying a stranger's heavy luggage.
Your light dancing brighter in my chest spilling your glory across my scars.
My tears were a row of icicles
painted new in a violet storm of You.
I knew nothing could be the same again.
Every hurt I experience now I can never hate again.
Every person who does me wrong I will instantly forgive.
Why?
Because they are You, forgetting themselves on purpose.
Your plan for reunion will be different from what anyone can imagine, still You will always try to reach them on a daily basis, ever vigilant like a Love Knight who most will turn against.
I Follow ghost mist through the twilight woods of your song.
When I arrive at your clearing house the mist is gone but I cannot tell anyone of what I saw, not because it's a secret but because my words fall short on the threshold of your dreams made manifest.
Heart connection from You to me is a hidden pipeline that exists between us and Everyone else.
This will twist your mind and make it break.
Do not over think it.
It will only lead to constant confusion.
I felt You outside my window but when I looked I still could not see You.
This will always break my heart until my childhood dream is granted.
You may not know what it's like to feel this pressure but I'm not sure You know my angle and if You do, please forgive my ignorance I sometimes forget Your spirit lives everywhere.
I knew this as a child as sure as a fish knows how to breathe underwater.
There is some hidden plan of magic at work here and I can see it in every piece of creation You so cleverly mastered.
Speak to me again.
Your whispers are like welcomed daggers
and your presence
is the oasis in my desert.
I have traveled through dark places and my feet are heavy houses dragging through burning sand.
Your waters are always welcomed.
Let my heart become your staff.
Master of winds
It is this humbled letter
To whom I address.
Singer of truth
Light of all heavens
Lifting off my lid
My gift to you does not come packaged but rather a swollen river of an angels sweet tears running when sleepers are dreaming forgetting they're You.
Master of winds
I want You to know that even if fear is still present
I still hold you
My dear precious lifeline
Fragile as an eggshell rocking
in my heart
if You break at any moment and splatter your yolk filled heaven down my lonely corner You will still cover my cages with hope.
Master of winds
Angel of magic
I am pressed tight to your voice as if I was a leaf waking up dark sleepers sliding across their dreamy face.
Waker of men
Shaker of trees
Shed down your holy red colors
And land in my hand
one more time so the unbelievers will know You exist.
I am aware of grim dark places
that feed off innocence like the shadow man who steals children and offers them up as sacrifices to the worst of all evils.
Everyone who lives here will be touched by its shade and crunched by its branch.
Come to us soon
Master of winds
Lover of truth
Designer of worlds
Let your love become a net
and catch us all.
Master of love
Your glorious reach
Knows no bounds.
When I went to bed your warmth and grace flew in my chest, Cardinal dressed but still invisible.
When I awoke your song burned steady lava beds in my deep wounded cell of complete abandonment. I rose no longer a prisoner.
A flight of leaves scraping through a dark hallway mind
letting me see new colors.
Love calls me out of my black cave prison I stumble out to see the world like I did when I was a child.
This time I know how to guard You, this sword You've given to me is a holy weapon, anything evil I strike at will vanish.
Master of winds
Holder of love
Singer of truth
Light of all heavens
Lifting off my lid
Dance and weave your magic.
Begins to sing louder
My slaughtered bridge is resurrected.
I walk across, stunned like a new man coming back to Eden.
Love calls me out like a train storming through at 2 a.m.
Runs me over like a penny on its track, sleep is still another world away.
My blurry eyes sting the page
everything I held back draws itself like a hidden blade and spills my red river travesty.
Hold on to me.
I saw myself become something else sliding in the corner of a child's closet.
Do not run from me now that I'm getting closer to your secrets.
Every moment in life is a gift.
Every dark pull from the dark side a chance to appreciate your light that much more.
I have been levitated from love's track. My heart becomes a countryside.
Any heart not living here makes us incomplete and mission bound with inner ancient heat.
Blazes so intense you'd think we wouldn't survive, so tell me now how do we even live?
Once I was loud and obnoxious, angry at this and that, not until you came back to me, I was a mad man screaming at himself in a mirror I thought was real.
You came through and silenced me and said, "But I never even left."
My humility carrying a stranger's heavy luggage.
Your light dancing brighter in my chest spilling your glory across my scars.
My tears were a row of icicles
painted new in a violet storm of You.
I knew nothing could be the same again.
Every hurt I experience now I can never hate again.
Every person who does me wrong I will instantly forgive.
Why?
Because they are You, forgetting themselves on purpose.
Your plan for reunion will be different from what anyone can imagine, still You will always try to reach them on a daily basis, ever vigilant like a Love Knight who most will turn against.
I Follow ghost mist through the twilight woods of your song.
When I arrive at your clearing house the mist is gone but I cannot tell anyone of what I saw, not because it's a secret but because my words fall short on the threshold of your dreams made manifest.
Heart connection from You to me is a hidden pipeline that exists between us and Everyone else.
This will twist your mind and make it break.
Do not over think it.
It will only lead to constant confusion.
I felt You outside my window but when I looked I still could not see You.
This will always break my heart until my childhood dream is granted.
You may not know what it's like to feel this pressure but I'm not sure You know my angle and if You do, please forgive my ignorance I sometimes forget Your spirit lives everywhere.
I knew this as a child as sure as a fish knows how to breathe underwater.
There is some hidden plan of magic at work here and I can see it in every piece of creation You so cleverly mastered.
Speak to me again.
Your whispers are like welcomed daggers
and your presence
is the oasis in my desert.
I have traveled through dark places and my feet are heavy houses dragging through burning sand.
Your waters are always welcomed.
Let my heart become your staff.
Master of winds
It is this humbled letter
To whom I address.
Singer of truth
Light of all heavens
Lifting off my lid
My gift to you does not come packaged but rather a swollen river of an angels sweet tears running when sleepers are dreaming forgetting they're You.
Master of winds
I want You to know that even if fear is still present
I still hold you
My dear precious lifeline
Fragile as an eggshell rocking
in my heart
if You break at any moment and splatter your yolk filled heaven down my lonely corner You will still cover my cages with hope.
Master of winds
Angel of magic
I am pressed tight to your voice as if I was a leaf waking up dark sleepers sliding across their dreamy face.
Waker of men
Shaker of trees
Shed down your holy red colors
And land in my hand
one more time so the unbelievers will know You exist.
I am aware of grim dark places
that feed off innocence like the shadow man who steals children and offers them up as sacrifices to the worst of all evils.
Everyone who lives here will be touched by its shade and crunched by its branch.
Come to us soon
Master of winds
Lover of truth
Designer of worlds
Let your love become a net
and catch us all.
Master of love
Your glorious reach
Knows no bounds.
When I went to bed your warmth and grace flew in my chest, Cardinal dressed but still invisible.
When I awoke your song burned steady lava beds in my deep wounded cell of complete abandonment. I rose no longer a prisoner.
A flight of leaves scraping through a dark hallway mind
letting me see new colors.
Love calls me out of my black cave prison I stumble out to see the world like I did when I was a child.
This time I know how to guard You, this sword You've given to me is a holy weapon, anything evil I strike at will vanish.
Master of winds
Holder of love
Singer of truth
Light of all heavens
Lifting off my lid
Dance and weave your magic.
