Thursday, August 25, 2011

Night.

There is but one time for me,

and that time is night,

Nothing better to see,

Than the star's bright light,

Chills on my spine,

From winds unseen,

Blink of a firefly,

Like a flash of citrine,

The cool dark grass,

Collecting it's dew,

Have to lay down,

Run my fingers through,

Look up to the sky,

Wonder what it means,

To be alive,

To have these dreams,

Feel relaxed,

Like I haven't in years,

Stare at the stars,

At all of God's tears.

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Things.

There's a lot of things I want to see,

There's a lot of things I want to do,

There's a lot of things I want to be,

There's a lot of things I wish I knew,

There's a lot of things,

In this big wide world,

Mysteries ready,

To be unfurled,

Make a life,

Filled with these things,

Make it an experience,

The whole world sings,

Appreciate those moments,

The big and the small,

There's a lot of things,

But I want them all.