are we free

opened your eyes
got out of bed
but are you awakened
exercised
a protein drink
from the blender
but did you remember
to feed your soul
to workout
the stuff in your heart
that you took to bed last night

the morning routine
out the door
traffic and weather report
looks grim
you steel your mind
and shut the door
telling yourself
that you are fine
another sip of coffee
but did you remember
to feel something
that you know is there
to understand yourself
just a little bit more
being and doing
doing and being
more
you and i know
there is more
than the deadline
more than all this activity
did we lose ourselves
more likely
we numb ourselves
away from pain
and disorientation
keep the radio on
get busy and fill the schedule
it’s helps to drown out the noise
of all that’s in my head
maybe i should have stayed in bed

put the keys on the counter
there’s nothing in the fridge
it was a good day at the office
on the worksite
on my shift
i think i impressed… someone…
anyway
i suppose it was
just another day
there’s something still inside…
wait…

why am i crying...
i must be tired
or a bit confused
maybe a drink
will clear out my head
hulu and netflix
aren’t helping tonight
how long have i been staring
at this parade of options

was i crying tonight

maybe it was the traffic
it was a long day
i think i’ll go to bed
and try again tomorrow
to shake this restless sorrow
being doing
doing being
am i living
am i awakened
am i free

are we free

be still love well

do you see the beauty
all around you
a dazzling sunrise
colors and clouds
singing out loud
abandoned joy
dancing across the sky
are you stilled in wonder
at the edge of forever
as melodious crashing waves
meet the coarse sand beneath your feet
when the morning sky
touches your soul
and you do
and don’t know why
tears appear
and for a moment
it’s all okay
and when you say goodbye
to another day
are you at rest
is there peace in your mind
as the sun meets the sea
are you free
are you free
to feel all your sorrows
make space for your pain
see the hope of tomorrow
when colors and clouds
will see unending days
that chase all the shadows
of your heart away
and all the loose ends
of your crazy life story
will end
in the glory
of lux aeterna
so be still
love well
just take
another step
away from the shame
eternity covers your soul
breathe into your worth
abandon the lies
confess your wrongs
step into every sad song
and just be willing
to make space
for the Way
the Truth
the Life
lux aeterna
will come for you
so be still
and love well

sometimes i wonder

sometimes i wonder
where it all came apart
where the promises and love songs
withered and sighed
the radio station
otherwise known as our lives
just plays static
the noise of our brokenness
the crackle of our selfishness

sometimes i wonder
where all that love went to hide
where the feelings and tryings
the caring that was dying
before our once hope filled eyes
is that love buried
beneath the winter of our self-protection
will there ever be a springtime of affections
sunshine to melt the hardness
to take back all the words
that tore apart the fragile fabric
otherwise known as our lives
do shreds of tenderness remain
i see tattered threads of holding hands
i think i can make out a long lost embrace

sometimes i wonder
if all these thoughts colliding in my mind
can make sense of anything at all
why did i say that
why didn’t i tell you
why did i hide
why didn’t i leave you alone
why did i remain silent
why did i scream
i have so much on repeat in my head
longing to find that clue
that tiny missed detail
to unlock the best of us

i love you
i said it
but you saw through
all i insisted was true
and i couldn't carry the weight
of what it meant to be we
us
together
our true selves
as one
in the story otherwise known as our lives

a little brick house in rockdale

we got a little brick house in Rockdale
the one with the great big tree
we know it’s not london or paris
and not parsippany
but there’s a real nice park
across the street
where the slides go on for miles
and the girls can climb
and laugh on the swings
right there in front
of our little brick house
the one with the great big tree
it’s not rome
or breckenridge
or schenectady
it’s a home for the girls
and for you and me
here in Rockdale
we’ll make memories
in our little brick house
the one
with the great big tree

rain rain rain

let me talk about the
rain rain rain
inside my heart
and all those words
i thought would build
just tore us all part
let me talk about the
rain rain rain
inside my mind
and all the shame
and fighting ways
and all this wasted time
let me talk about the
rain rain rain
inside your pain
and all your tears
all my broken tries
we can’t go back again
let me talk about the
rain rain rain
i threw it all away
don’t go
the skies
inside our lives
will clear one day
please stay
and share this rain
between us
darkness now
there must be a way
through all this
muddy ground
a story must be here
let’s look around
and find one
who knows
maybe it will
keep us sheltered
from all this
rain
rain
rain