A Life Worth Shouting

The sun comes up and goes down, and time just keeps moving.

Yet the thoughts deep inside my head refuse to stop.

Everyone says it is time to move on,

So I tried, but there was nowhere left to go and nothing left to chase.

Life just kept happening on its own,

I had no real choice, I just had to take whatever came.

Still, I want a life that packs a punch,

A life where I can shout out loud and say: I made it.

The Restless Storm

 I do not want to feel this heavy grief,

Yet strange, unwanted feelings linger still.

I seek no space in you, no small relief,

Nor wish to bend your thoughts against your will.

Yet still I wander, searching for your face,

Because your presence soothes this aching mind.

When you are gone, I lose my resting place,

And snap at everyone who stays behind.

My life unspurls beyond my self-control,

A bitter storm of anger and despair.

Oh heavenly Lord, who sees this restless soul,

Pour out your grace, and meet me broken there.

The Twin Mistakes - Purest Truth

 

I own the error now, the heavy toll:

The first was letting you invade my heart,

The second was to bare my naked soul,

And speak the words that tore my peace apart.

To say "I love you" was the final slip,

A careless dropping of a heavy shield,

The sentence trembling on an open lip,

The private wound I needlessly revealed.

Yet do not think I vow to keep them stilled;

These honest words arose from spaces clean,

By pure and simple inclination filled,

Where neither artifice nor guile had been.

I felt the urge, and so I let it speak;

I listened to the heart, and not the brain.

Though others call it foolish, blind, and weak,

That truth remains my proudest, deepest gain.

A Shadow Play of Mind

 

Is love a truth that lingers deep and pure,

Or just a chemical cascade inside?

A restless search with nothing to secure,

Where longing and illusion coincide.

To tell the truth, I wandered far and wide,

And missed more than a single heart can claim;

Yet all these phantoms where my thoughts reside

Were empty echoes built upon a name.

Is this the ache of what is left unsaid,

The lonely verdict of a one-sided part?

No, it is just the labyrinth of my head,

The idle wandering of a foolish heart.

While others find their joy and pass me by,

I waste my days beneath a heavy stone,

And name this tangled dream a grand goodbye

To love I built, and suffered, all alone.

A Voice Across the Wind

I want to shout your name against the breeze,

Though knowing well it never would arrive.

How foolish that I linger on my knees,

To keep this loud, insistent hope alive.

Oh soul of mine, so weary and so blind,

Why must you wander through this endless maze?

Heavenly grace, bestow a quiet mind,

And bring me shelter from these restless days.

Though on my lips the volume stays unspurred,

And silence keeps the message I would bear,

I crave the peace that needs no spoken word

To end the search and lay aside despair.

A Toast to Bonds Unbroken

Today we raise a glass to Friendship’s grace,

A day to name the ones we hold so dear,

To call to mind a well-remembered face,

And all the laughter shared throughout the year.

You were the soul so close, so deeply known,

With whom I poured out every passing thought,

In quiet spaces where our trust was grown,

By simple truths that neither gold nor bought.

Though miles or changing seasons intervene,

The echo of our shared confiding stays,

A steady anchor through what lies between,

A bright returning light in darker days.