hidden

o inspiration, where are you hiding
are you outside, in the cold
hiding beyond these four walls
dear inspiration
when i long to express emotions buried deep within
and the thoughts that are backed up like traffic in my mind...you hide
water drips, i hear it in the distance
the clock continues to tick, second after second
the streets are busy with people passing
but everything else stands still
when thoughts in my mind are ready to explode
when anxieties, fears and frustrations change from day to day
everything else stands still
sweet inspiration
at times you offer yourself in endless amounts
other times you stay hidden
and you leave me with nothing else to ponder but where you may be

noiseless sound

i sit and listen to the sound of silence
in that sound i hear Your voice
the most distant sound is where You lie
i must push out the noise, all the other noise...
so easy to hear
so easy it seems
easy to listen to all the other noise

so hard to be silent
in fear of what i might hear
Your voice feels so far
yet it's so very near
in the sound of silence lies the key to Your voice
in that noiseless sound Your voice cries out
it stills my heart , it calms my fears

so my soul battles against the noise
my heart, my mind, my thoughts...they battle to hear Your voice
You long to be heard
in a great big world
with so much noise
through the rain
the pain
the colors
and the glitz
the noise
the toys
the anger
and the fists...
through it all Your voice remains
soft and gentle
free of worry
free of pain

"He loves me not"

she waits at the gate
he seems to be late
each moment feeling like an hour
she holds a single flower
"he loves me, he loves me not," are the words stirring in her head
"will he be the one i choose to wed?"
her patience grow thin as her thoughts grow louder
another moment passes, still feeling like an hour
her excitement it seems she can no longer contain
until she feels the first heavy drop of rain
the clouds begin to cover the sun
minutes pass one by one

the sky grows dark and the rain pours down

her once giddy smile turns into a frown

"this evening did not turn out the way I thought"

she pulls the last two petals...

"he loves me, he loves me not."

we must:

feel something beyond the surface
love someone more than ourselves
give patience when we have no more
stand tall when life weighs us down
shine bright in the darkness
believe in more than this world offers
offer more than this world has to give

fog.

my thoughts are delayed
my mind in a haze
what can i do
what can i say
it's foggy here
emotions swirling around
oh how i long to write them down
uncertain
unsure
is it the beginning or the end?
a foe or a friend?
i observe
i imagine
i wonder
i desperately search...

clowdy

the insecurity of life
the uncertainty in time
sleepless nights
tired days
wishing and hoping life away
so many choices
but not enough means
she wonders, she hopes, she dreams

the way they're meant to be

do things always happen the way they're meant to be

they were so close together but now they're free

life and distance

time and space

when will he see her face to face?

time passes slowly as the season's change

she tries to call him but he's out of range

the bond they once held begins to erase

one day he realizes, she's in a different place

one day she realizes, time is too valuable to waste

life brought them together for a moment in time

they told themsleves things would be just fine

they gave it their all

and began to fall

away, away

too soon?

who's to say