Where I am Free

I close my eyes. I find myself on top of a great mountain, I walk to its furtherest edge and look outward. This is my peace, my solitude, here is where I wait to be spoken to. I can feel it, he's all around me. I reach out the peace falls down onto my outstretched arms. I open my eyes, I am back in bed now. 

Trying to Understand

My heart speaks and says, "I believe I am falling in love with you forever." My mind questions my heart and says, "Is this love permanent or a temporary feeling? and what is the difference?" As a person I am constantly changing, even when I think I am satisfied with who I am or where I am at, I am still changing. Change reveals that I am not perfect. Therefore for me to express a permanent love, seems impossible. I must learn to accept my imperfections and seek the one who has never changed, the only one who can give the purest form of love, a permanent love. 

Making a Decision

The pounding of the drums continues, its my heart beating ever so loudly. I am not going to waste this time, this light that burns will keep on fading, I am not going to jump off this ride, I'll hold on so I feel alive. I used to ask myself if you missed me where you are, I used to make plans to be with you.  I had to figure out what to do because all of this became unglued. Now that the nights are finally getting warm again, since I let you go, you reappear into my life and I let you in. Everything you are saying sounds so right tonight. The waves are crashing on and on, these forces are driving me to test the speed of light, Are we right?

An Answer

The wedding begins, I watch intently. As I sit in the back pew of the church I can't help but think of you. It was always you. I picture you as you approach me, walking down the narrow isle. Our eyes meet, a gaze that can't be broken. You wink, it causes my soul to smile. It has always been you and this I know with all my heart, his words from above whisper down and have given me the answer.

Reunited

A firm grip a quick hug, I arrive, they rise. Years have passed, but we reunite as if gone for just a week. Nothing has changed, yet everything has. I am home, if i can even call it that anymore. I've been gone for so long. The streets have changed, the house I once entered everyday now has a new door, a new occupant. I rise from the table in the corner, as I pull out my chair I survey the room. I search for the words, I begin to feel my voice tremble as I speak I try to capture this moment of time and reunite it with the past before it leaves us as life does, passing us by without warning.

The Peaceful Warrior

In the back room past the young girl humming the tune as she strokes so gently the keys on the piano, lies the peaceful warrior. He is called a peaceful warrior because the battles he fights are found on the inside. Knowing he was created for more, he searches for significance, while battling his inward addictions. He ceases to give up on what he loves, he finds the love in what he does.

Life Carries On

A young woman's husband is gunned down outside his home for no reason. She is left alone to work 3 jobs in order to raise her 3 young boys. She will never again be able to return to the house her husband built. An old man lies in a hospital bed after suffering a massive stroke. Not only one month prior the same stroke took his wife's life, he doesn't know if he has any strength left or if he even wants to live anymore. A young girl with her life's story painted down her arm leaves the parking garage, she slips her sunglasses on to cover the tears that leave her eyes. This is life it is all around us, why must it cause us to grieve? 

Listen Closely

I sit alone at the table and look out the window, the sun beats down on the pavement as the cars storm by not missing a beat to the song played over the coffee shop speakers... The way you laugh, the way you cry, the way that you smile without meaning to. The way you look me in the eye, I think about it all the time. The night we met the words we exchanged, you didn't know I was watching you, waiting for an excuse to approach you. Your eyes have always felt so familiar, those of an angels. I think about it all the time. It wasn't supposed to happen this way, I shouldn't be writing these words, you shouldn't be reading them over and over each day, but I just can't keep my mind off you no matter how hard I try. Your not a thought that comes and goes, your more then a dream or fantasy. Where will it lead? Love only knows. But I think about it all the time. This wasn't supposed to happen this way, Im just a man, a man that is desperately in love with you.