7. Heaven

he ran away, long ago
but now he’s coming back
trudging up the dusty road
thoughts chasing themselves
around
and
around
as he tries to think of what to say

Father--
I am sorry?
no, that won’t work.
Father--
I’ve sinned against you?
better.
but still not quite right.
Father--

he realizes,
his sin was greater than he thought
not just against his father
but first
foremost

against heaven.

Father--
I have sinned against heaven
and before you
I am no longer worthy
to be called your son
Treat me as one of your...
hired servants.

satisfied, he rehearses it
perfects it
(or so he thinks)
and trudges onward.

6. Break Away

he ran away, long ago
told his father
he wished he was dead
took his inheritance
everything he had
and journeyed far

now he asks himself
why?

wasn’t it better back there?

so now he rises from the mud
pushes through the grunting hogs
tells the farmer,
I’m going home.

He runs homeward,
unsure of what will be his welcome
but knowing anything
even being a servant
in his father’s house
is better than the pigsty.

5. Seeking Solace

he ran away, long ago
told his father
he wished he was dead
took his inheritance
everything he had
and journeyed far

he looked for pleasure
squandered recklessly
whirled from
party to party
was drunk on more than wine

but it couldn’t last forever

his money was gone.
a famine came.
suddenly, he didn’t know what to do.

he wallowed in mud and shame,
seeking to forget
to find solace in mindless drudgery

nothing satisfied,
not even the pods the pigs ate.

4. Dark

They creep
Crawl
open eyes that never saw
To blink,
Once,
Twice,
then to close them again.
They wail
in silence
open mouths that never spoke
To taste,
Nothing.
Their bodies
full of slime
Mold

They cannot be saved
not brought from their darkness

For light will only kill.

3. Light

before dusk--

sunlight
finds its way through billowing clouds
over emerald hills
and one tree, standing alone
turns brilliant:

golden, glowing
dark here, shining there
shadows slanting out behind.
just for a moment,
magic
glimmers through the air
just for a moment,
I almost believe
Nature speaks
just for a moment,
beauty is manifest
harmony reigns

all on account of
one angled ray of
sunlight.

2. Love

He carried our sorrows, our sickness and pain.
We scorned Him, and beat Him, and killed Him that day.
He lived without blame, on His heart was no stain.
We mocked Him, and filthy we went on our way.
He warned us of wrath that we one day must face.
We laughed and ignored him, refused to obey.
He spoke of a kingdom, a wonderful place.
We shouted in anger, were eager to slay. 

He came on a mission, sent down from above
He bled and He died, and His blood removed strife
Thus by this alone do we truly know love:
For us, wretched sinners, He laid down His life.

1. Introduction

This blog is going to be about--
No.
In this blog, I will--
No. 
The purpose of this blog is--
No. 

I won't start like that.

flowing straight from my mind
a fleeting thought
captured
wrestled into words (oh so limiting)
tied down
but then set free.

for when you read this,
when you let it flow
through your mind,
it enters you
(plus thousands others
as long as the words prevail)
and dwells there,
if only for a time.

thus
this is me
a tiny part.

Welcome.