Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Sometimes Home Gets Redefined

Sleep is coming back more naturally now, actual rest in this body
The zombie eyes are fleeing as antibiotics fighting a virus,
and it's a blessing to share our bed again every night
No more trying to make the day-sleep work somehow
Pangs of guilt flow a bit as I focus on one being two

And I think of my grandmother alone in her house for the first time
"It's the first time I've lived alone my whole life," she said
And I wonder why can't this future have those imaginative travel options
We could make it down to her house in just a few seconds
Maybe this Spring before Texas cranks up it's normal heat wave
Spend a few hours in her backyard with cups of coffee and maybe something sweet she made
Just to remind her we love her, and love will keep hurtling onward after all of this ends

And I have to say I feel a little at unease, feeling the earth groan underneath our feet
It's like living in the same house your whole life and it suddenly not feeling like home
If there's nothing more, then why do so many of us feel this way?
When you say "It's not supposed to be like this," I cannot help but agree

Do we really believe one day this is all going to change?
Do we ever do anything to get us closer to unveiled eyes?

And I think of my grandmother alone in her house for the first time...

I know it's not over for us all jumping in line in this human race
I think we're ready to take a different path and do this, to love the way You did and do
No matter anything that could possibly throw itself in our way,
there is strength in the misunderstood and marginalized
Everything that seems like the minutiae of a boring life is not as it seems
I promise there is grace in the questions and revived life in the fissures of new earth
The Light continuously flooding throughout the revealed city will change everything

And I think of us all together in Your house for the first time!

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

See The Forest For The Trees

Some time ago, we both fell on the ground and took a hold of the soil
As we grew, maybe we knew we snuck glances at each other
Wondering if we could ever get across that lonesome distance
After a long time of sleeping, our shuddering hands finally began to mingle
I remember the first time you swayed in the breeze, and I pulled you closer in embrace

Now I've got an idea, and I have a feeling you'll agree
No more sleep, darlin'; our eyes have been closed far too long
Let us wake to this life; pick up our roots and stride
You know they want to hold us back, but they haven't got the fiercest fires to burn us down
They don't understand so we have to hold on to the sturdy strength placed within our frames

Ready is the word we carry now
Steady in the wind we walk through

Thursday, April 28, 2011

Dear, Whoever Finds This

We were ready for the journey, had all the proper provisions
The maps and stars were all laid out in our hands
Set sail from that old harbor without looking back

One night after several, a Voice asked us to step out of the boat
For some reason we all felt deep inside it was safe and secure
And you know we walked on water, but a storm rose up in an angry swell,
and we couldn't subside our fear though the Voice said "Fear not!"
Our feet began to buckle, and we couldn't hold onto the wrathful waves
The savage storm drove us into the severe sea on a quick current away from our saving ship

Washed up on this distant shore on a blood red sky morning
Now we can't get these whispering lies from boring their way into our skulls
This place is dark no matter what time of day
Only one pinhole-sized light at the top of a monumental mountain
We've decided to scale the gigantic lion of a peak no matter what comes against
It's the answer out of here, it has to be
Something must be shining in the light there...
on the edge of nowhere