Thursday, February 28, 2008

Our Hiding Place

If you lean down as I stand here
On the water's edge with our shoes off
You know the path by heart and
The perfect place to stop along the way
If everything right in time could freeze
We would know that it was simply meant to be

We rustle in our house like a fortress
Made from twigs and grass; our hiding place
You've made a little nook to lay your
Delicate, yet rustic, city face
And if my chest could be your pillow
Would feelings arise that we have hid somewhere below?

Dreaming out loud at the camera
Reciting every line; we can sing them
The soft side of happiness as the
Earth crept up through your designer jeans
If you promise me it'll be okay
There's no way it could be like this every day

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

The Power House

As quickly we remember
Which, often soon forgot
Our needs and necessities
Looked over as for not
No one knows
Where the power goes
It goes and goes
Does anyone care where?
Does anybody know?
Still it goes
In, around, above, and out
And even down below
The lights off lamps and music amps
Turns the power slow
A hum
High and low
No one cares from what
It passes by their ears
No one hears it as they grow
No one writes about it in their prose
Still the power goes
And goes
Whistling 'long its merry way
Hissing steam into the sky
Rolling, falling, all day long
Creeping softly through our home
Fuzzy lines to crystal shapes
Even then when it's displaying
It goes, and goes
...and goes.


Wait,
What was I saying?

Saturday, February 9, 2008

The Son Will Never Leave Your Side

Maybe you'll find
All the mysteries in time
Maybe the world will turn
Out from its insides

Seems fickle, but fine
'Least now it's my choice
But God I feel empty
Where did this emptiness come from?

The Son will never leave your side
Blood will fall from the martyr
Break the hardest of hearts
Melt the seams of true love
The Son will never leave your side

If I always ask up
Just to see if you'll answer
With tears and heavier breathing
I won't hear when You whisper

Where ever You lead
I surely will crumble
Jesus, I'm blind
Will Your hands steady mine?

The Son will never leave your side
His warmth unmistakable
With a call like the wind
Through the halls of the stable
The Son will never leave your side

I know You'll be with me
To the end of the age

Saturday, February 2, 2008

The Boy & the Bay

She makes me smile in quiet places
Over the bay in ardent dawn
May feel birdlike, less like a man
I am an impostor

Where the boathouse bends
Water wakes in silent motion
Going outside, bare feet and sand
Out to kiss the sunlight

I'll be leaving, just in a while
Don't let me mar your intentions
To keep on peacefully, beautifully
Making homes for common men

Oh, your waves are indescribable
You radiate and fill my every vessel
Keep me close to find your warmth
I don't ever want to go

Halfway home I'd never know
All the things hidden deep inside
Down and out, we're still so young
How can I be sure?