The sky held out as long as she could. A strange mix of day and night hung in the air. Then one drop escaped and fell to the ground. Soon the dry earth seemed but a distant memory as she lost all control and the clouds applauded the spectacle.
Wednesday, 28 September 2011
Wednesday, 21 September 2011
let your light
We can easily forgive a child who is afraid of the dark;
the real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of the light.
Plato
Tuesday, 23 August 2011
go
Recently I have been feeling lost in familiar places. I have had it suggested that I might be experiencing some spiritual discontent. They may be onto something.
It is a good thing that skill level, experience, finances, time zones and oceans mean nothing to God. Being willing to go means a lot to Him though.
Monday, 22 August 2011
this
I don’t want to talk,
The sound will make me crack.
Your glassy eyes are enough,
I caused them, it’s too much.
I dropped it
You carried it soo close
But I dropped it
You didn’t see it coming,
Thought I was just as careful.
The crash was so loud,
Shattered pieces on the ground.
I dropped it
You carried it soo close
But I dropped it.
Saturday, 20 August 2011
proof of life
Though the audience of this may never grow to where two numbers stand side by side in solidarity and proclaim that there is something of worth hidden amongst the words, I will write this as though to you, but for me.
I have told them before, though not enough, that I am constantly blown away by the creativity and talent of my friends. Song, spoken word, written word, film, photography, paint. Being around them makes me excited about the potential to form something that will live on as proof of our time together, and that we lived.
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