.................................................................................................................. Blue in the face Hold your breath Cause you might not get it back Hold on to what you have Hold on Streams of life Flow muddy back to the ground Let yourself, untethered Float like a kite to the clouds Let go of what you have Let go I've been waiting To see your face For so long I don't even feel the cold anymore It just feels warm ..................................................................................................................

RAWW!

.................................................................................................................. He is victorious For us For her He is victorious For us For her But that doesn't make it hurt any less Because I want to hold your hand But I can't Not yet ..................................................................................................................

.................................................................................................................. Jesus, we love you - and oh, how we need you! Lord, you make all things new. ..................................................................................................................

ROKK!

.................................................................................................................. One day your mother will die One day she'll fall asleep One day your father will die One day he'll fall asleep One day your sister will die One day she'll fall asleep One day your brother will die One day he'll fall asleep And when they wake Will they see your face? Will they walk with you In the cool of the day? They're sleeping now But I know you won't let them stay that way You never do .................................................................................................................. One day your lover will die One day they'll fall asleep One day your child will die One day they'll fall asleep One day you will die One day you'll fall asleep One day you will die One day you'll fall asleep And when you wake Will you see His face? Will you walk with Him In the cool of the day? You're sleeping now But I know He won't let them you that way He never does ..................................................................................................................

"Tommy's Poem" mother father gave, giving Wounded scarred scarring we are only what you bring bringing, brought having only what wasn’t lost losing, living We come, came into this sea swirling, sent, centered We grow, catch on, right on or wrong channeled and narrowed to the scars we paint ourselves images those before, forebears image-bearers of bodies less divine. unbeaten, unbroken We imagine ourselves the apples of unbroken eyes only you my dear-come close my dear. True North’s star pulling, aching stretching we burn with fires too ancient to tell too impatient we fell mercy a thousand generations born into wars never known anchors thrown again and again, nothing again hands steady, the drunkard, the thief, the saint, the hate hated apart from you we grew, grow growing spying the silent and the patient bend what are men that you think of us? think of me? see me? mother smother, father, fathered farther You my True North’s star I’ll swallow you whole let light be my blood, take up these celestial rags for riches, richer reaching beyond these eddies, behind these clouds I’ll wrap you a heart laced, traced tracing scars far farther, father mother sister brother stranger, lover incomplete-completing hover, like fog so true cover my ash for something blue your eyes, eyeing seeking sounds of the sea stilled this storm once again once again Set me, rest me, the fate of kings and royalty I love thee never needed a home be my home, this wooden ship Whole to the end I swear never have seas sounded more like home to me Me- a hollow two-lettered two-coiled thing too weak to tell linger just after loss a while longer, transform these eyes eyeing, seeking finding, seek, seeker sought the grace given, grace begot strong rush ahead and back to treacherous, forgotten wounded, wound wound so tightly, here at the end of all sighs here as all winds die ships abandoned just you and I a pile of deeds a throng smiling on and on you my North Star burning brilliantly brilliant, jubilant we die grace forgiven grace begot. .................................................................................................................. Lord, your Word is a double-edged blade It pierces me as it reveals more of You ..................................................................................................................