You've been through so much already, and yet, you keep hearing people say "your life's just begun." How does that make you feel? Are you excited? Or does it make you want to run? Perhaps it makes you want to stand still because you're not sure what to do.
That's OK too.
After all, your life's just beginning.
You have time to ****.
Maybe you're waiting.
Waiting for someone to ask if you're OK
(Are you ok?).
Waiting to see if tomorrow will be better
Because tomorrow's another day.
Whatever you're doing,
Please don't give up.
Because you're still doing something.
And that's all it takes for something to happen

something beautiful
a meeting, a night of
talking in whispered
tones, "I love you"
said like a mantra,
you know it was what
I needed to hear,
but you meant it.

I am an idol,
For those looking to find fickle peace,
After years of grueling pain.

I am the title,
To a collection of poems,
Featuring the every raw creation.

I am nothing compared to everything else,
But my creations can be something.

There is something about a garden
Something so real and so divine
A secret place, a silent sanctuary
It is a feeling difficult to define

There is something about a garden
That leads my heart to prayer
A place of safety to where I run
And where I find hope in despair

There is something about a garden
And being surrounded by creation
Singing songs of praise to God
The creator and author of salvation

There is something about a garden
That feels like mercy's ocean
And like a crashing wave upon the shore
I'm swept away with great devotion

There is something about a garden
That fills me with such great delight
Filled with awe and greatest wonder
On the wings of the dawn my soul takes flight

There is something about a garden
That I can almost see the hand of God
The foretaste of Heaven on the Earth
We walk where the angels have trod