A rich river of thick, sweet hope
in a bland world
running, rushing through
dirt, trickling in rivulets
through the dustiest corners
of souls and worlds. Drink deeply.
Reach out, reach out and hold on. It’s expensive hope free for the taking.
Hold out, hold out and carry on. This is beautiful love in the making.
A tree, full of children playing
on the branches heavy with
fruit the colors of brilliant
rainbow. Take a bite and juicy,
sticky hope dribbles down your chin.
Reach out, reach out and hold on. It’s expensive hope free for the taking.
Hold out, hold out and carry on. This is beautiful love in the making.
A giant waterfall in the middle of a
dense, dark forest. Sun is shining, families
splash in the water. Breathe the fresh
air. Get your clothes soaked, let the
cascading hope caress your weary, sweaty head
and baptize you in cold newness.
Reach out, reach out and hold on. It’s expensive hope free for the taking.
Hold out, hold out and carry on. This is beautiful love in the making.
An army of tired 9-to-5-ers, school-and-future-laden
youth, mothers weighed with children
and dead dreams. They are all handcuffed, chained
to despair. Hope is the key.
Reach out, reach out and hold on. It’s expensive hope free for the taking.
Hold out, hold out and carry on. This is beautiful love in the making.
The sun sets, vibrant purple and gold. We
can watch the sun set because we know
it’ll come back right in time to push away
the darkness, let the stars scatter and lift
up the curtain for the hope that always dawns at
the end of night.
Reach out, reach out and hold on. It’s expensive hope free for the taking.
Hold out, hold out and carry on. This is beautiful love in the making.
Reach out and take hope’s hand. It’s scarred
from sanding wood and saving the world. Hands
that made people see again, made people walk again.
Those same hands are eager to scoop you up
and save you.
Reach out, reach out and hold on. It’s expensive hope free for the taking.
Hold out, hold out and carry on. This is beautiful love in the making.
Sunday, May 31
Friday, May 29
taking a cue from zach
reading his posts, blogging works best in the early AM.
so yeah. my ipod playlists are weird. my brain is very confused. attack attack and the oklahoma soundtrack don't add up in my mind. listening to music at night usually either makes me restless or really tired. i was hoping for tired. got restless. took a pink pill but it hasn't kicked in yet.
hmm. me. i wrote a scathing poem about my church ... during church .. last week. politically-correct-ified it but still sounds too offensive.
isaiah never had this issue. except he was kind of under divine instruction or whatever.
i mean, my poetry is God-inspired. i don't write a lot of my poetry. that doesn't mean it's scripture, it means it's God-glorifying. some people don't get it though.
but i feel kind of like a prophetess with this poem. if that's not blasphemous to say. prophetess as is saying the nasties no one acknowledges, instead of boogly-boogly crystal balls.
whaaaatever.
i had a really cool moment the other day at a boardwalk. y'all know the song "chasing cars" by snow patrol? well it's a song i used to put on repeat and fall asleep to while dreaming about all sorts of wonderful things. it's like the soundtrack of my hopes and dreams. seriously.
so i'm getting strapped into this ride, the kind that you go around in in one big circle, and as soon as the ride starts, the speakers start playing this song. i was swooping and soaring and flying above the ocean, singing the song of my heart. no joke.
ever been on a rollercoaster and felt like you were flying?
ever heard a song and it made you want to do everything in the world, and cry, and laugh at the same time?
ever been excited about the future?
ever loved God?
combine, like, all of those feelings.
it was amazing.
oh, and i drove a car. i keep saying that, and it's true. did i mention i drove a car?
the important fact is that i am terrified of driving.
*was.
every time i see the half-blood prince trailer, i pee myself, just a little.
a word for my life right now is content. my wonderful Mimi labeled me as such when i saw her Thursday. it is so correct. i feel very much at peace with myself, my God and my world. it's nice.
i haven't been blogging lately because I've been journaling more and more. i have anne frank aspirations. if i die, you are all responsible for publishing my drivel.
i'm wondering about dying my hair again. i don't want to cut it because i like it long (for now). it's 50/50 actually. i kinda wanna pull a holly short tho. cropped and red.
otherwise, i'm stuck with my roots-brownbottoms-black style. which is weird.
HAIR DRAY-MA.
gimme a break. its 1 in the morning. what else am i gonna talk about?
oh i just realized that a lot of people come to me for advice. which is strange because i don't think of myself as a very sympathetic or nice person.
my knee's been hurting off and on today. limping is fun though. it makes me feel important. like a pirate. because pirates are important.
now i want a parrot.
so yeah. my ipod playlists are weird. my brain is very confused. attack attack and the oklahoma soundtrack don't add up in my mind. listening to music at night usually either makes me restless or really tired. i was hoping for tired. got restless. took a pink pill but it hasn't kicked in yet.
hmm. me. i wrote a scathing poem about my church ... during church .. last week. politically-correct-ified it but still sounds too offensive.
isaiah never had this issue. except he was kind of under divine instruction or whatever.
i mean, my poetry is God-inspired. i don't write a lot of my poetry. that doesn't mean it's scripture, it means it's God-glorifying. some people don't get it though.
but i feel kind of like a prophetess with this poem. if that's not blasphemous to say. prophetess as is saying the nasties no one acknowledges, instead of boogly-boogly crystal balls.
whaaaatever.
i had a really cool moment the other day at a boardwalk. y'all know the song "chasing cars" by snow patrol? well it's a song i used to put on repeat and fall asleep to while dreaming about all sorts of wonderful things. it's like the soundtrack of my hopes and dreams. seriously.
so i'm getting strapped into this ride, the kind that you go around in in one big circle, and as soon as the ride starts, the speakers start playing this song. i was swooping and soaring and flying above the ocean, singing the song of my heart. no joke.
ever been on a rollercoaster and felt like you were flying?
ever heard a song and it made you want to do everything in the world, and cry, and laugh at the same time?
ever been excited about the future?
ever loved God?
combine, like, all of those feelings.
it was amazing.
oh, and i drove a car. i keep saying that, and it's true. did i mention i drove a car?
the important fact is that i am terrified of driving.
*was.
every time i see the half-blood prince trailer, i pee myself, just a little.
a word for my life right now is content. my wonderful Mimi labeled me as such when i saw her Thursday. it is so correct. i feel very much at peace with myself, my God and my world. it's nice.
i haven't been blogging lately because I've been journaling more and more. i have anne frank aspirations. if i die, you are all responsible for publishing my drivel.
i'm wondering about dying my hair again. i don't want to cut it because i like it long (for now). it's 50/50 actually. i kinda wanna pull a holly short tho. cropped and red.
otherwise, i'm stuck with my roots-brownbottoms-black style. which is weird.
HAIR DRAY-MA.
gimme a break. its 1 in the morning. what else am i gonna talk about?
oh i just realized that a lot of people come to me for advice. which is strange because i don't think of myself as a very sympathetic or nice person.
my knee's been hurting off and on today. limping is fun though. it makes me feel important. like a pirate. because pirates are important.
now i want a parrot.
Wednesday, May 13
so
1. i got food poisoning.
2. then i did two plays.
3. then i overheated.
4. then i threw up.
5. all night.
6. and morning.
7. then i didn't sleep.
8. then i did.
9. then i blogged.
2. then i did two plays.
3. then i overheated.
4. then i threw up.
5. all night.
6. and morning.
7. then i didn't sleep.
8. then i did.
9. then i blogged.
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