Smile

I would do anything to see you smile. You make me smile, and that says so much. A smile carries so much weight in exposing true emotions. When I see your smile, the day warms. Like the warmth of the sun, your smile radiates to those around you. Without your smile, my days aren't complete. You may not know how powerful your smile is, but let me be the first to tell you, it is profound. When words aren't available or simply aren't enough, a smile can translate what no amount of utterance could. So today, wherever you are, smile. When you can't smile, I'll smile for you.

love will.

love will make you dizzy.
in fact, it will ruin you.
it has the power to warm.
it has the power to freeze.
gone right, love moves mountains.
gone wrong, love shatters emotions.
with love, life is amplified.
without love, life is numb.
try not to disguise your love.
you don't have to guess if you do.
love will.

there is...

there is so much I want to say.
there is so much I wish I knew.
there is so much of which i'm unsure.
there is breath in my lungs.
there is life in my emotions.
there is truth in my smile.
there is pain in my tears.
there is strength in an embrace.
this is life.

Penny on the Track

I am on this train.
It is picking up speed and has been for a while.
I can't seem to understand where it is taking me.
I have known for a long time that this train is moving too fast.
What am I supposed to do?
So for a while now, I have just held on.
But ahead, I can see something shiny.
I see it lying on the track.
It is a penny.
I know that if the train hits it,
It is going to derail.
The train progresses,
The penny does not come closer.
When will my train hit the penny?
What will the penny be?
I'm waiting...

Still

God’s love runs purer than the clearest water you can find.

Drink deep in the refreshment of his cool waters of grace and peace.

Quiet your mind in the presence of his spirit.

Embrace the silence as his voice grows quiet.

A Single Storm

A single storm rages in the distance. There is something standing in the middle of this storm. All around is clear, but in the middle of the storm stands a young man. He is dripping wet as the wind and rain sweep around him. Even amidst the raging noise and un-clarity, the tears from his eyes are clearly visible. The salt in his tears drips down into the corner of his mouth as he quietly sobs in pain. The storm continues to rage, but another player steps into the scene. No words are spoken as the stranger reaches to put his arms around the man. The crying man receives the embrace and continues to cry now on the opposite’s shoulder. The storm rages, but it’s okay he is being held.

Bathroom Times

You know what I like? Those moments that you know exactly what is going to happen. Those time area amazing. For instance, you walk into a bothroom, and you know exactly what’s going to happen. Say that you have an exam in the next class you are headed to, or you are going to a meeting that could have bad implications, if you go to the bathroom before hand, you have at least 2-3 minutes of time where you know exactly what’s going on. You are going to relieve yourself in your various ways. Whether you are a sitter or stander, folder or buncher, it doesn’t matter. The goal is the same, and for that time frame, you are protected in your cocoon of relief for 2-3 minutes. That’s some good times.

A Single Feather

A single feather floats toward the November ground.
It's warmer than usual, and the birds are somewhat confused.
They have finally decided to call it quits,
They are bound for warmer air even still.
I stand and watch the feather floating down.
Naturally, I look up to see its source.
There is nothing there.
I hold out my hand as the feather comes close.
It lands in the center of my palm.
It's so beautiful. Black and white with red flecks.
A wisp of wind blows by and knocks the feather out of my hand.
Out into the street it flies dodging cars with panicked motions.
It's practically unseen. It's going to get crushed!
They must look out! Too late.
The feather is gone. The air is crisp.
I stand with my arms around me.
"At least I got to hold it for a second" I thought.
Maybe I'll see this feather again.
Maybe another feather will drift my way.