Giving

I’m stained with secrets
slowly burning with heat of sunrise
My heart lives there
between the echoed footsteps of goodbyes
My lips spill time uncontrollably
my tongue is chasing seconds
That pass memories in the dark
I’m filled with Faith
Raging with the joy of Resurrection
my soul lives here
Inside the tears of trials and triumphs
My voice carries a message that is everlasting
It is unconditional, it is love
-J

Blessed

Clear gray pastures that lead me abound
Journeys into the unknown abyss of unlimited possibilities. 

I have swam these concrete waters before, this time it’s different.  The construction seems to patch up those distant fears I hid
behind before. 

Nothing quiets the labor of rubber being beaten upon ancient cracks of regret yet even that constant reminder cannot diffuse the beauty that is before me. 

I pray with wide open eyes, I thank with closed lips and look only ahead.