Safley

Fly into the dead of night
Hear the rhythm of the bird wings?
They are waiting for you
Ride into the city of lights
Hear the urban buzz?
They are waiting for you
The signs are all there so fly far
The signs are all there so drive away
Come into the open space and she’ll find you
Come into the open space and he’ll see her
It will be over soon
It will all slow down one day
Fly into the dead of night
Hear the rhythm of the pure night breeze?
They are waiting for you
Ride into the city lights
Hear the cries from those lost?
They are waiting for you
The signs are all there so feel free
The signs are all there so listen
Come into the open space and they’ll be there
Come into the open space and HE can help you
Come

Day Break

Come day break I will be no more
I will have already been lost in the darkness
For the darkness has swallowed me whole

Come day break there will be no sound
The sounds have already been lost in the darkness
For the darkness is silencing

Come day break i will be no more

Silenced by breathlessness
No more to be heard
No more to be seen

Devoured and purged into the never ending darkness

Blossoms

Blossoms adore the Rain
The Rain enjoys nurturing the Blossoms
Blossoms desiccate to have Rain
Wither
Admit you care for the rain.
Admit it!
This is why you dry up
Oh you destructive fool!
Why must the Blossoms know not?
Only to dabble in the work of the evil sweltering sun
Blossoms have but a few days to live
The Blossoms have been taught
Train yourself!
Learn from the heat
Learn from the Rain
Learn from your own blossoms
Blossoms must learn to hurt
Blossoms must learn to live

Find You

Matthew 7:8
“For everyone who asks receives; he who seeks finds; and to him who knocks, the door will be opened.”

Something we strive for
Something we long for
Something we hope for

Those we know and those we don’t will somehow become one

Perceive the wisdom
Perceive the sanctity
Perceive the yearning

Those we know and those we don’t will somehow become one

Celebrate the rush
Celebrate the sighs
Celebrate the meager

Those we know and those we don’t will somehow become one