Wednesday, January 29, 2014

Smrow

Today is a very rainy day
You've decided to come out and play
Lying still on the pavement with the dust and decay

Today the sun is very awake
You've emerged for warmth sake
Dry, displaced, beginning to bake

Why don't you stay in your safe earthy bed?
Stop dreaming of adventure in your head?
Don't you know you might end up dead?

But it's dark down here
Doing the exact same thing each year
And truly I fear

If the risk isn't taken
Then I lived life never awakened

Wednesday, January 1, 2014

Five Days

Done.
Deep.
Depression.
Recession.
Sleep session.
Super stupor.
Simply astray.
Seeking always.
Always amiss.
A miss.
Little girl.
Little off target.
Literally losing.
My mind.
What do I hope to find.
Someone to pay the fine.
Fine gold.
Refined and then sold.
To the Romans.
They thought they owned Him.
Got a friend to disown Him.
Flogged and thrown Him.
To the ground.
I am unbound.
Found.
Freed.
Guaranteed.
A trip Home.
How Heavenly.
Hope.