We Know Time

You're across the country
just
waiting to pick up and join me
darling,
you're the only one I've ever loved.
But we've reached
the end of the road, dear,
and while I'm digging this here
coastal air,
my tires itch
to go, go, go; yes yes:
(we've not e-
ven begun yet.)
Let's see if we
can catch a glipse
of some gone little town and since
we're in the joint,
oh, hear that cat just blow;
(and it's because he knows!)
it's God   crying jazz
into the streets
if we could only catch that beat
I'd
really like to stay, you know
but I'm afraid I've got to go
go, go find a place
to set free my cramped soul.
Look into my eyes
and see the
endless blurry skies I've seen, I've
tried to jump the mountains;
scale the clouds.
But every time,
I keep coming back down,
you see
we've got to leave this town
cause we know time,
yes, we know time.

---
In tribute to Jack Kerouac's On the Road

you've got to love
(like you've never got to leave)
the people that you know you have to leave
behind.

Jehovah Jireh

I tried to build my heart a home
so it didn't have to rent
but I only had enough funding
to finish the fence.

But the Lord provides.
the Lord provides.
The Lord provides,
the Lord provides.

Summer Stars

Everyone

eventually

will fall out of your life, sometime

whether they drop down,

or bow out gracefully;

leave you worn,

or help you form

who you are supposed to be.

Now, you can let that scare you

but be aware, you

need the stars to guide you home...

even if the seasons change

and leave you more alone.

All you can do 

is try to hold onto

the lessons that will last:

bricks that bridge

memory-paved

with every day that's passed.

The faces may fade,

but in their stead

are seeds that grow our bones...

even if the seasons change

and leave you more alone.

You can take your heart

and try to hide away

buried under every fear.

Although the stars fade from the sky

will you love them, while they're here? 

---
I wrote this last on the first day of summer last year.

Adventureless

There are many things about you
I never wish to be
but the one that makes me cringe the most,
the greatest travesty,
is something most don't know to miss
and what you've slowly lost is this:

Ability to leave behind
the reason-reigns of careful mind
in search of un-pathed ways
and in escape of schedule's maze,
let the soul discover
and lift imagination's cover;
to let your feet commit to wander,
leading your head forth to yonder
ordinary places;
your eyes to unfamiliar faces
made extraordinary
by simple discovery.

I know that you must bend and change;
I have no say in this.
But, tell me, when did you become
so adventureless?

Quoted

I found this in poem quoted in one of Ethan May's old fb notes.


"all heavy laden- acquainted with sorrow
may Christ in our marrow, carry us home
from alabaster come blessings of laughter
a fragrance of passion and joy from the truth

grant the unbroken tears ever flowing
from hearts of contrition only for You
may sin never hold true that love never broke through
for God's mercy holds us and we are His own

I love that third line. The thing that we think is too precious, that costs too much to let go of- that when we break it in an offering of love, it pours out the blessing of laughter and fragrance of joy."

Two stanzas can say so much. I thought I'd pass them along to you.

Double Cast

(A thousand mouths' sighs
[I carry on my back)
an airtight schedule
wide open to your lowest bid]

Hero or beauty, I'd like to stay
one.