See-Saw

If only th purity in my heart would eliminate the temptations of the flesh i wouldnt feel a failure. I fear that what the world has to offer at times is holding me back from what God has to offer. My apathetic life is leading me into the dangerous waters that are luke warm. I fear my on disolution of morality. At times i feel as though the world cant come close to striking me down and at others times i feel like i am not holding on to God hard enough to be pulled up. On this see-saw of life i feel like i go up and down as something that is designed to be manipulated by others. I am just a pon in a game where the King is all that matters. Lord move me and place me where you desire for me to be. I am just honored that you want to use me in the game where your victory is foreseen

Sorrow

The concept of sorrow confuses me. Something we experience causes us to hurt and experience sorrow. But through sorrows i have found some of my greatest friends, had some of my deepest conversations, and done the most soul searching. But through it all it still hurts.

Wonders of the Heart

Wonders of the Heart

I want to know the contents of my heart. I want to understand the wonders of it that keep me always guessing and never knowing where it will take me next. But more and rather I want to know the contents of your heart that keeps me wondering and guessing asking myself where will you take me next. But do you realize that i hang, suspended above the world, by a very thread of hope hanging from your heart. I fear you releasing me of that hope and of you sending me hurtling to earth below. I fear the falling and waiting for the pain. Yet all my heart allows for me is to hold on to that hope as it is the last once of hope in existence. My heart sends me dazed and confused to places i dare not travel, not for fear of where the path may end but of the path itself. I know at the end of my course is full of th wonderful that life is made of but it is the course itself that suppress me into fear. The danger of the path keeps me from traveling it and remaining in my state of confusion. The clarity in your eyes, the comfort of your voice, and the invitation of your laugh ask me to travel the path but in fear i stand questioning the content of my heart.

Your Poem

What you mean to me On pages wont be found It exists in only one record That to my heart and soul is bound I'm better off for knowing you And your influence on me Has been a learning experience of what beauty can truly be The joy of loving purity The memories of a friend The things that make us laugh and smile I will cherish to no end. Comforting words while tears were shed Have come on both our part Your wisdom shared with love and care Has forever touched my heart The things I've done to make you mad The mistakes that I have made Have deserved for you to walk out on it And yet with our friendship you have stayed Your the type person that changes a life Your friendship is one that I cherish I hope and pray that it will remain And ask God that it never perish.

All Beauty

All Beauty
The sun is breaking dawn of day Colors dance across the ground. Brilliant lights captured on display But no Beauty can be found. Snow covered mountains fresh and new White blanket all around Perfection of nature pure and true But no Beauty can be found. Star scattered air, light the dark sky. The songs of cricketts resound. Thousands of diomands captured on display But no Beauty can be found. White rollign ocean crystal the clear Water will thunder and pound. Stairing the distance from eternity's pier But no Beauty can be found. Ranibow spanning strongly colorful So elegantly round. Though its colors be true wodnerful No Beauty can be found Bright autumn smokey mountains Misty clouds fall to the ground Leaves flow from natures fountain But no Beauty can be found Eyes containing such a brilliance Your presence so profound Angelic you are in likness My heart begins to pound The words you ask are seven I'm lifted off the ground Consumed with in your heaven I dare not touch the ground. Do you think that I am Beautiful? To this quest your heart is bound. What is this feeling inside me? What is this I have found? What is it my heart is seeing As my eyes begin to drown. You are my reason for being. All Beauty has been found.

Hollow Gray

What does one do when all life becomes a hollow gray existence and the pain of normality keeps resounding through that hollow gray? But when all I can see around me is the pattern of life that keeps me trapped in the rut of everyday agony what can fill my hollow and return to me the joy for breathing? The grace of a kiss, the love of another, the want and desire to be longed for, these things are what create such a void, such a hollowness. Seeing those who walk by only to glance long enough to capture my heart and then they leave taking my heart away from me and disregarding it. But through the fog of hopelessness filling the hollow there is a small light that is to commonly overlooked. That light is merely an idea. But that idea is the only ounce of hope that holds on in the midst of the gray. The light is the only reason why I remain so hopelessly devoted to something that at times cannot be fathomed in the emptiness of the void that I consider my heart.