Tuesday, February 15, 2011

There's Always You


Life can chip away at us for a thousand years
Castaway our happiness upon a sea of tears
But I can stand forever here, so long as you are near
In our embrace, a wall of stone for any wave of fear

There’s always you to hold me
When it seems like hope is gone
There’s always you to hold me
With the strength to carry on
There’s always you…

Ever is my will to say you are everything to me
Never is a doubt that you are always there for me
You kindle every shadow cast upon reality
You light my darkest moments with every possibility

There’s always you to hold me
When it seems like hope is gone
There’s always you to hold me
With the strength to carry on
There’s always you…


Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Every Grain of Sand

Let go?

Marking the sense of loss, each grain of abrasive from a handful sand
I am left to take stock, what is left in my possession
Greater is its detail under the loop
Crystalline beauty found in every goblet
In it the power to scour saddened layers exposing the heartwood
Warm in its memory of summer, measuring the tides
Vanguard to an ever shifting continent
For now, in my own insignificance
Still holding this from the pull of the earth



Three Word Wednesday offered these: Abrasive, Handful, Loss

Photo courtesy of Hayams @ flikr