Time Warped Canvas

A makers hand falls slowly towards it's creation
Striking down the imperfection slowly taking form
Move slowly in your finite existence
There's a great big world waiting to be implored
Paint touched the canvas like new lovers' first kiss
Yet time strains beauty into a distant shoreline moving further out to sea
All our swimming seems in vain
As the undertow pulls us further still away
Is there any way to restore this canvas back to new?
Will we ever see the beauty shining through?
O' Painter, do not in haste destroy the good that you've made
Your hard work has not passed completely unnoticed
Take hold of your anger and channel it into your masterpiece creation
And present to the world your glorious splendor

A Small Spark

You're like a fire burning forests to the ground
You're like a canvas destroyed by bad art
Why would you request to die...
Burn oh fire burn
Take stock of lives lived by past prophets
Making fools of themselves only to be redeemed by God
Somewhere smiling down of those that once made fun
Take up your burden and walk into oblivion
Make sure the priest have all forgotten and that the noblemen aren't looking
Secrets are best shared between lovers in the dark
Yet the internet has ruined the excitement of surprise and anticipation
Don't worry about the headlines of tomorrows paper
As it affects your outcome very little
The history books will one day read
.. and it burned all around

On a Dark and Stormy Night

I stare beyond the moon to an unexplainable distant point of time
Miles beyond anything I can comprehend
My self a mass of questioning about things unknown
The educated guesses of men in suits holds no place in my heart
Stillness settles to an answer not yet gain, to one I'll never have
Prayers go up as questions asking God why
No response
And no response needed for my non theological mind
It is grace and forgiveness not semantics I need

Of Glass and Tale Tell Sins

Broken hearts rain down like glass from heaven
Tiny children run to collect fragments of ships long since passed
In winter the snow falls on mothers of abandoned houses
While fires warm the liquor in our our bellies
We pass the day by telling stories of memories half true
A little lie we play in side our mind of a life we wish we had
Stop all the laughter for a moment of sincerity... we wait
The silence of the room is so loud it makes us wary of the truth we have spoken
Still subtle arms wrapped around our shoulders bring peace inside our hearts

Hello Love

A new day looks down on us from up above
A remembrance of things we ought never have said
Too little, too late apologies for the sins we have committed
But nevermore I look to you for anything more
With exception as to how I can be your love(show you love)
May every day come faster till the day of our together
Then let each pass more slowly then the last
To live our lives together(forever) until heaven wants them back