Anew

The sound cries out
Loud and strong
Souls respond to recieve the song
People young, old and in between
Accept to the invitation
To become clean.
Mixed with dust from yesterday
Wrestling with what they did not say
Lamenting what they could have done
Who else do we need to become?
Have we said yes enough?
Are we ferverent in expressing our love?
When our life has fluttered by
Will we face contentment when we die?
As the blast of the horn
Awakens us to begin again
The path laid out flat and new
No pressure that its up to you.
Is it up to you and me
Only mere humanity?
Did we create ourselves the first time?
Why do we feel obliged
To reinvent our very soul
 We are unskilled at letting go.
We are asked to look inside
And do what we know to be right
We will never be enough
To earn this unattainable self love.
We, the critic impossible to please
Perfection, an infectious disease
The One who made us the first time
Accepts the flawed version of our lives
The untouched places in our soul
Only God can touch to make whole.
Loosen the grip of your own intentions
To fix the things too dark to mention.
Time, circular and healing
Spirit, light and soul revealing
The shofar calls to me and you
To release perfection and embrace renewal.

You're just starting out
And soon you will find
That this world is both beautiful
And extremely unkind.
You'll run into runners who won't help at all
And you'll run into helpers
Who are there when you fall
There's two kinds of people
Present and not
And the best thing to do
Is be present a lot
Show up for the good things
As well as the bad
If you miss certain things
Those things will make you sad.
If you decide to show up
You'll be incredibly glad.
Be one of those people
Whose there all the time
No matter for who
Be a star that will shine
Help someone thru darkness
With all that you are
Are some point in your life
You'll need that kind of star.
The world will be better
If you be who you are.
The runners will run
They'll never look back
But the helpers will come
At the drop of a hat
There might be occasions
When you would rather run away
Stand your ground. Be a helper.
You might save the day.

Nightmare

Pick one.
Thats what he said.
About 30 leauges outside his head
Pick one or I will choose
To keep them both
And you will lose
I have a gun
I have your will
My mind poised with the
Capacity to kill.
Run away don't look behind
Or think about this child of mine
Understand if you return
To come for her
All hell will burn
I know your weakness
Know your ways
All your fears
Dance across my stage
You were lovely at one time
Beautiful and you were mine
Now you've lost
Your appeal
Our false love is no longer real.
Silent years frozen tears
Etched in each day of your life
This nightmare is a story
Not even you can hide from
Many years later
The story dies with you
Until facts are uncovered
Drowning me with their truth
Secrets come to surface
In a matter of time
As devious as I've become
I cannot run from mine.

I walked away

I was where I've never been before
My heart beat rapidly
Looking around feet firm on the ground
I began this new journey
Long ago dreams
Burst at the seems
My enthusiasm growing each day
I've been knocked down before
But never this far
So I got up
And I walked away.

I've never met anyone quite like you
Walking through the door of my life
You opened my eyes
To amazing surprise
And never once left my side
As time went on I became a burden
You picked my heart into pieces
Accusing me of things unseen
Without justifiable reason.
I had no other choice but to end my stay
I turned around without a good bye
And I walked away.

Whisper me this

Whisper me truth whisper me lies
Whisper me hope as we look to the skies
Dismounting the carousel of pain in our lives
Whisper me strength before I die.

Born into the chaos
Not what i'd have chosen
Had I written this story but what do I know?
I'd never had met you
Our hands not intwined
If the universe whispered me into existence
In another time.
Whisper me tomorrow can't handle today
Seasick from the way uncertainty sways
Together two stories
Rooted in pain
Whisper the prospect of healing again.