Be -The Complement.

May 15, 2012

Wonder now: at the wonder we’ve lost;
How silence its self makes a necessary sound;
How Sicily’s summers never shine on Siberia;
Though the seasons turn, and turn around.

In the midst of a heady,
Melancholy discontent,

Consider this: His perfect plan,
And strive to


The complement.

There’s a duty in destiny.
The part we play when we can’t see.
Character, integrity.
“Follow Me.”


hold me here…

November 2, 2011

But the end from the
sounds a little
too long.
Could you just tell me
when we’ll be winning?
-or sing me a lullaby’s song?

Cuz I “can’t” take
much more of this.
I may just
up and die
If this
inside of me,
by and by-
good bye.

Then all I have become,
may burst,
and blow away…
I’m telling you,
I need this, God… why
hold me here… I pray…

God, You know
What I need.
Y’know what
You’re do-ing.
God, help me
to humbly

That I’m not in charge here,
You deserve my trust,
I should sacrifice
everything I am
God, please
Transform me,
re-new my mind,
Your good
and pleasing
-perfect will, to find