The Rain and I

Impatient clouds rush across the sky,
Late for an appointment only they know.

Lightning and thunder,
Dance their timeless waltz.

Large raindrops fall to the ground;
A chorus for all to witness.

I realize that Nature
Keeps its own company.

Where is mine?

2 Candles

2 Candles sit side by side.

Each dances to its own music,
Yet together they light a room.

Snuffed at any moment,
The elements threaten flame.

Side by side 2 candles stay lit,
For one can light the other.

The Coma

Through Blurry eyes, I see my surroundings:

A washbasin full of blood...
(I assume is mine)
Marks on the floor...
(Did I fall out of bed?)

Nearly spent candles on the nightstand
Mocked my confusion

I try to remember how long it's been...
My dreams are full of crowded places,
I felt extremly alone.

As my head clears I realize the truth.
The blood wasn't mine, it was yours.
I did not fall out of bed... you knelt beside me.
Candles lit your nightly vigil.

Let me never lay my head to pillow,
Without your love on my mind.
Let slumber only come ,
with your praise on my lips.

I am still here

I am still reading others blogs, commenting sometimes....
I haven't felt the urge to write in a long time.
I think it's comming back

Is anyone still checking this blog?

Find Me (Pleadings of a Savior)

I am the one door.
I am your only hope.

I was on a cross long ago,
But search for me elsewhere.

Find me in a child's laughter.
The resounding silence of the comming dawn.

Search me out in those you love,
Endlessly striving to be more than a warped mirror.

Most importantly search within,
For I am always so near.

Lukewarm

I imagine myself on a tall cliff.
On one side I see someone barely holding on;
White knuckles at the brink of exhaustion.
On the other side I see people with smiling faces
As they jump off fearlessly spreading their wings to fly.

I am in the middle.
I'm not struggling.
I'm not victorious.

I feel like a piece of parchement;
Once full of words, yet an eraser has been used.
What was once there is gone, yet the smudges remain.

I am lukewarm.
Not in my most important relationship,
My urgency for movement is lost.

So I sit on this cliff envying both sides.

Playing with tanks

As men mature, their toys only grow bigger and more expensive! This past weekend, I was able to play with a 70,000 lb 1940's Sherman tank. Did we get to shoot it you ask? Twice! My ears are still ringing!

Denial

Ashen cross smeared on my forehead,
A symbol of contemplation.

How can I understand perfection?
What is the value of priceless?

I can starve, I can sacrifice,
All the world can see my suffering.

As you hang on the cross looking down at me,
The rooster crows; my indifference becomes painfully obvious.

I stumble towards you in faith,
Teach me the feeling of nails in my hands.

A state of Winter

Frozen in time,
Ice covered fingers outstretch towards the taunting sun.

Time old questions echo in my core,
Who am I, what is my purpose?

Bellowing appeals fall on deaf ears;
Winterscape comforts me with her cold embrace.

First impression deceives.
Outside appearances hide vitality hidden deep inside,

Hope comes from within;
I am not it's origin, only it's path.

When Spring thaw comes,
I will be ready.

Gamer's Valentine

Happy Valentine's Everyone :)