cold fingers
cold feet
the coldness of an office
and the company of heartless numbers

thoughts of you warm me
hope the fire burns 'til the next time
i rest my head on your shoulder
and you hold my hands
under dark skies

update folks.

the imaginary boy is no more.
he's real and i'm his.

Agape

"...is a love that is there for the other.

It seeks to give. It wants to serve. It endeavors to protect. It strains to nurture.

Loves sees what others often cannot see. It looks simply at the outer person, with its beauty or lack thereof. It looks at the inner person and sees its potentiality, and its woundedness.

And in seeing does not flee or attempt to remake the other. But it stays long enough to be close, to care and to empower."

-- Whispers from the Edge of Eternity

the only other sound in the room is your own sorrow
if i could sweep it out and throw it away
tuck away the stry wrinkles on the sheets
tug at the curtains and let rays of joy in
i would but have no power to do so

my heart breaks for you even now
if i could hold you together while everything falls apart i would...

i watch from our balcony
as a plane soars higher
a few moments later
i head back to my dark room
because i thought of you again
and the travels i wish we could go on
but can't and won't

I lack the wisdom of your age
No bushes have burnt unconsumed before me
Neither have rivers bled
Nor insects plagued my land
Yet Moses I do tonight what you did
Before Israel crossed the Jordan
Remember! you cried
And so will I
I fear my speech will be long
There is so much to say
My heart is heavy with much sorrow, hope and joy
My mind fraught with memories of old and visions of new
Oh God, as you led him and taught them
So lead me and teach me
Bless them and guide them
Not in my hands or theirs
but in your hands rests
All our hope and our very lives.

there's always a hand at the gate and door
a hug in my weakest moments
a smile to give me hope
a prayer uttered
a kiss to send me away

there's a genuineness
a gentleness
a shared vulnerability
a common brokeness
a single hope

i am home here among you
i loathe to leave