Tuesday, October 23, 2007

Wednesday, September 05, 2007

my only child...

If I could understand
all of the wisdom of
God's plan
when we can't reason why
but we still must try
can I

my baby's day
on the 14th of May
all I do is think of me
but now it's come to we
he & me

tears may fall
in winter time
cuz in every newborn face
I can see the lonely trace
of my only child


the proof of grace
captured in his newborn face
and the heartache still remains
because I did not stay
that day

an only child
the only child I call my own
but he's still alone
since that day
that I turned
and walked away

tears may fall
in winter time
cuz in every newborn face
I can see the lonely trace
of my only child

tears may fall
in winter time
(but I'll never know)
I'll never know true peace of mind
cause I can't explain
all the love remains
why I walked away
on that special
from my only child


I'm back now...

Monday, May 21, 2007

HANG ON TO YOUR DREAMS...

hang on to your dreams
trust God
and you'll make it
you gotta hang on to your dreams

Saturday, May 12, 2007

and how...

the news came
down into my gut
and fluttered
sour as sticky moths
wanting to fly
but consumed and
drowning inescapably in
acidic lather
afraid of life
and the daily decisions
I retreated to the one place
that is familiar
for assurance
but I found none there
pain is lonely
no matter what they say
it can not be shared
as a bitter taste
or an embrace
with another

in happy times
I knew a happy God
and yet, strangely
these times make the God of wonder
an indifferent omnipotent
of doubt and mirrored translucence
for to trust Him
as a blind man trust
that with the next step
he will not step off the edge
of the world and fall into
the abyss of darkness that is his fear
is to surrender to His will
and sometimes the will
can be tragic
and how can faith be justified
in tragedy
unless my faith goes beyond
the world that I know
and how can this
notion of beyond beyond
be of help
to a single man
living a single life
within himself
and not beyond

as much as I want to
be spiritual at this moment
any force or being is
friend to this fear
and how...as
the balance of a life hangs
as a question
followed by an ellipsis
written on a sheet of anxiety
not knowing
this 48 hours
is not knowing
what will happen
and how...