You are written in a language I don't recognize. Though you fill my life with music, I can't harmonize. All the depth of all the ocean, All the grace of Heaven's motion, You possess, but I've no notion, For your brightest shining barely Penetrates my eyes. I am crudely sketched in pencil, Faded with the years. I am scribbled in the margin, Blurred by private tears. I have joy, and love, and passion, I have beauty in my fashion, But I've drawn a shorter ration Of the means to bring them out from Underneath my fears. I am locked within my prison. Will you set me free? I am lost, confused, and frightened. Will you comfort me? I am here, but I need tending. I need help, and time for mending. If you have the strength for lending, Hold me close and say you love the Person I can be.
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i think this one might be my new favorite. *sigh*
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This was one of the most "me" poems I've posted. I recently found out I'm probably autistic (Asperger's). It would explain a lot.
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this is going to sound weird but i don't care. i feel compelled to tell you. when i listen to my playlist of a couple hundred songs on shuffle, i like to ask God to pick songs. so yesterday i was listening to stuff from my phone (which includes recordings i've made thru my phone) and i asked Him to pick one that He likes the MUSIC to, words aside. "tired of being sorry" by ringside came on and i spent most of the song wondering if God really picked it or if i was just being silly and i finally thought, God is an intimate God. that is apparent in scripture. so if i ask Him to pick songs, i really think He will and the effect is ONLY limited by my lack of faith.
so i asked Him to pick the NEXT one based purely on lyrics, disregard the music. you know what song came on? the one YOU wrote, that i put music to!!! so i think it's safe to say, God really likes the song you wrote. ;)
i just wanted to share that with you. it's rare (i've found) that you get a compliment specifically for you from the Most High. ;)