Just A Little Bird

Were I just a little bird somewhere beneath Your sky

And I, I could only reach for You

With wings much too small to fly

Still You would ask the winds to bear me up

And reach down to me with careful hands

And with gladness fill my cup

Flying is a difficult art

Yet requires no physical skill

It requires only that you trust

And lay your life in the Father’s will

So lift me up above the stormy winds

Lift me up above my fears

Banish the night into the dawn

And wipe away my broken tears

Even when my heart is shattered

When I can’t tell dark from light

You still direct my footsteps

And chase away the night

No father could be wiser

More loving or wholly wise

When I learn to place my trust in You

And ignore the evil lies

Love's Beautiful Wilting

When you truly love
How can you truly let go?
The love that made you complete, has left you wholly broken
The healer and the punisher
The passion and the pain
Grows to a late blooming flower
A wilted rose
Sweetness to cover the stench
Beauty to cover the slow poison of decay

Yet were the heart left unbroken
It would never see the light of day
Nor see the change of renewal and re-birth
Had the flower not wilted
It could never have seen the spring come again
The victory is in the defeat
Dying to self to live again
Breaking to be remade

Life and love, the most fragile of things
Cannot be supported by the paper wings of human trust
It can flicker as the last light of a dying summer
Flutter feebly as the butterfly's dying breath
But it cannot sustain

The translucent veins of the heart run through every petal
Every fiber of our being
The breath of existence pounds like a hurricane, cries like the wind
Our being in and a part of
Isolated yet consumed
By the energies and desires that govern our lives

Our dying agony
Our living regret
Our savior and crucifier
Our never-ending lament
Our beautiful melancholy
Our whispered refrain
Our forgotten dreams
And our aching emptiness

Hello, goodbye
Midnight meets morning
Our tortuous healing
And refreshing rain
Never again, once more

Love is a crystal sunrise
That reflects its sparkles onto a dying world
It revives and awakens
Yet hides its thorns beneath its glossy finish

The Tears of Goodbye

~You shouldn’t be ashamed to be undone~

(from the song ‘Pray You Through’ recorded by Sixteen Cities)

http://www.elyrics.net/read/s/sixteen-cities-lyrics/pray-you-through-lyrics.html

Spring sunshine with an autumn chill

Love unrequited, destroying even the most jaded heart.

Once open to love, fully open to pain

Love breaks before it heals.

A strong gust of wind scatters the leaves

Blows the shadows away

Flutters midnight’s heavy curtain.

It whispers into silence the subtle lies that had driven the bite in the wind

The chill blow had set the trees and the lake to shivering

Falling leaves were shed like tears

To alight on the mirrored surface of the pond

* * *

You retreat into silence

The perfect paragon of virtue

You extended a hand

An answer to my deepest longing

(Not for a lover, but for a paternal companion)

Then you snatched it away just as I stepped out over the chasm

My trust was a rare, misplaced treasure

A porcelain dove that you shattered, crumbled to dust

In your wise, sacred hands

The price of love, the price of trust

Made a martyr to your over-ambition, your righteous cause.

Is love a curse or a rarity

That gives no solace for its inflicted pain?

Because you cannot see the wounds bleeding until after you’ve inflicted them

And its easier to wear your red glasses

And hide behind your shepherd’s staff, your holy halo

You pass it off as the fault of the afflicted

And move to your next scheduled thing.

Easier for you to move on and be distracted and busy.

Easier for me to be angry to cover the hurt

Like tissue paper laid over black sand.

And it can burn… it can burn to ash and glass…

* * *

I want away

To fly into the familiar yet distant sunset

That is gently calling for me.

Sometimes it's the only way to get through

Card Towers

Slowly the cards drift down into the silent sky
This flimsy house of cards has housed my heart
And it tumbles down, down
The impact of their fall a resounding crash
That reverberates through my soul
Stack it again, two against
Then one on top
Two more against the sides
Manufacturing the own demise
Of my eternal soul, my heart and all it prizes or opes to achieve

You have forsaken my love
How do you steel your heart against regret?
How do you silence the lies
That nothing is as it once was
That you reach for your hearts demise?
Has love become an unnecessary risk
A past-time far too costly for me to bear?
Its like trying to fathom the refraction of light through a prism
The emotions are cast as colored shadows too numerous to count
Spinning, turning into a disorienting, multifaceted blur

Sunlight on a meadow can prove harsh
As sweet as it makes the flowers
As mercifully as it melts the frost into dew
Shades of gray melt into evening shadows
Cast their blue reflections against new stars and apricot skies
You hold these moments in the palm of your hand
And pray your breath will not be stolen by an errant wind
Or a premature goodbye

Spring brings a freshness to even the most melancholy eye
Soft, vibrant petals and brilliant green
Calling to the nostalgia in our hearts
To a simpler time
When wishes were all roses
Thoughts were always dreams
And dreams were within reach
Now - it's enough just to get by

Journey Of Pain

It feels like a bleeding wound

Deep inside my soul

It continues to pulse and ache

An endless emptiness

Another grief to stack against the charred cord-wood of losses past

A voluntary goodbye does not diminish the pain

No more than tomorrow will dilute the sorrow of today

I knew you once

And once you knew me well

Like a strangers dance

Ghosting past each other in the same path

To a discordant melody

Black butterflies rising and scattering from their tree

And again my wayward soul finds respite

A temporary shelter in the storm

Though my heart remains its captive

This wandering lilt of sacred pain

Birds dance and dart against the wind

Embracing my soul’s secondary nature

Alive and dead, then back again.

Within the suffering lies the strength

To bear the cross with You

As hoar-frost covers the ground

So misery covers me

It comforts me as knowing pain is to be closer to You in life

To die and to live again in Your shadow

To follow footsteps mired with pain