"Mama, is everyone's bones white?"
Yes, my love.
"Is everyone's blood red?"
Yes, my love.
"Then why did God paint us all different colors and shapes? Why did he give some things to some and not to others?"
To Remind us.
"To remind us of what Mama?"
To remind us... what we have, others may not, so be grateful. That we can learn from each other and our differences. And to remind us that love is many colors, shapes and sizes. But in the end, it is all still love.
"Man Mama, I bet he gets really mad sometimes."
Why love?
"Because everyone keeps forgetting."
-Remember to love the different. Or live a loveless life.
Alfie Symes
Tuesday, April 16, 2013
Saturday, April 13, 2013
My song
Like the crickets sing to night sky,
And stars twinkle by the moon so bright.
Your love has lit a light my soul,
My heart sings a song only you know.
If I Had Wings
If I had wings, I would fly over the heavens and beyond.
The clouds my bed, the sky my home.
Away from the ugly, the evil, the sad.
No judgement. No questions. No heartache.
Only the sun, stars, and moon would know me.
They would shine on me, give me light in my darkness.
If only I had wings.
The clouds my bed, the sky my home.
Away from the ugly, the evil, the sad.
No judgement. No questions. No heartache.
Only the sun, stars, and moon would know me.
They would shine on me, give me light in my darkness.
If only I had wings.
Thursday, April 11, 2013
Wind
She was standing in the cold, wondering about life and love. After she asked herself the question she knew she might not want the answer to... The wind picked up. She asked herself... Does wind whisper words of wisdom, words of nonsense, or does it whisper words at all?........
"perhaps wind whispers the truths that our souls long to hear and our minds hide from our heart"...
"perhaps wind whispers the truths that our souls long to hear and our minds hide from our heart"...
Solace...
Crystal clear darkness.
Stars burn through the night sky.
Air Crisp, chills my flesh.
My mind wonders to places I have been,
Feelings I have felt.
My mistakes I own.
My misfortunes try to understand.
Heart broken,
Soul aching for peace,
Body craving warmth
Loneliness is what I feel,
Solace is what I need...
Find me.
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