Seagulls & Nonsense

My forever is yours always
My heart is never my own again
My breath, my touch, my lips
I weakly surrender to yours...
Weakly, gladly, completely.
Every stupid cliche applies
Every love song rings true
Every corny sentiment too
Lost, incomplete, dead without you
I don't have anything, but still
Like some bratty little kid
"Mine" is my favorite word again

You are God

Just a song I'm working on...

You are God
You are more than ev'rything
You are power and peace
You are grace to me
You are mine, I am Yours, hear me sing

You are God
You have suffered ev'rything
You are love and might
You are lasting light
You are here, so am I, hear me sing

You are God
You have taken ev'rything
You are life and death
You are each sweet breath
You are God, I am new, hear me sing

Not as epic as I feel...

Whenever I think about trying to write, my mind goes blank. So much has happened in the last few weeks alone, I can't really understand why the words don't pour out of me endlessly. 

I am so happy. 

Those are the words I want to say, but I want to use better, bigger, more beautiful words to say them.

Relativity is fascinating. Speed is relative. What usually can take months or years has been crammed into days and weeks, and so it seems too fast. The months spent waiting feel like decades.

Happiness might also be relative. All joys are not equal. I take joy in doing a thing well, but I take more joy in seeing my brothers excel. I love to be recognized for a good deed, but I love even more to bless others secretly. I am happy when I am in class, but not as happy as I am in Davey's arms.

Something I know: you can't seek God with your head up your ass. Believe me, He isn't there.

Something I'm learning: there are no small things.

Something I wonder: what does God have in store?

Asking God to show you His will in your life is easy. Following the path He sets before you is difficult. Failing, while on that path, is impossible.

Bad Memories

I've forgotten thy name, though I used to call it
forgotten thy face, though I used to think it fair
forgotten thy voice, though it charmed my ear
forgotten that place, though we tarried there
forgotten that time, that felt like forever
forgotten the reasons I thought to cherish thee
forgotten thy faults and thy virtues alike
forgotten, an' thou never remembered me

Civil War of the Heart

blue and green, blue and green, come and seen: conquered easily.

no fear, nothing here, future dear: going peacefully.

tragic past, lonely past, forgotten fast: new history.

they'll write books about it

the armies met on the field

peace in green, passion in blue

they'll write novels for ages

the details lost, the story changes

the outcome always the same

they'll tell their children the tale

the epic of no contest

the battle without fighting

there was only Victory, no loser, no Death

Omnia Vincit Amor

Reason and Logic make poor generals

Omnia Vincit Amor

the Maker is Strategist and Spy

Omnia Vincit Amor

Love never fails.

Leslie loves Davey

Looking around, I see
Everybody else has
Somebody special to
Love and cherish and
I try not to let
Envy get the best of me

Last but not least
Or middling but the
Very best God has
Ever given to a
Sinner like me.

Doubts have cleared
And I'm very
Very sure I have
Everything I wanted in
You.

Vision

Her eyes remain clear

Like glass in blue water
Still waiting here
This lonely God's-daughter

She reaches and clings
To the hope found in me,
That overcomes kings,
And let blind men see

Heart-on-her-sleeve,
Starry-eyed dreamer
She'll always believe
That you'll never leave her

Eyes to the dawn,
Eyes to the west,
Heartache be gone:
Heart, be at rest.

Something big....

I don't know what to post yet.

But when I do?

It's gonna be -epic-