The Swings

Chains hanging limp
denying captivity
Hundreds of chains
metal clinking
aimless chatter
waiting.

and then all of the sudden
You're lifted off the ground
bare feet enthusiastically
dangling

Arms spread wide
chin up -
eyes to the heavens
on God's glorious roller coaster.

And then the whole world becomes silent
for a minute.

And everyone is instantly united in that joy.

spinning faster

into a dizzied awareness.

There He is,

Taking pleasure in our delight-

within us

and around us-

At the swings.

Inspiration For This Blog

This is one of my favorite songs ever. The lead singer has a unique voice, but don't let that scare you away.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PCkT4K-hppE- Blog Title Inspiration

Samson's Blanket

Grizzly, unshaven Samson sulked through the doorway and sank into his worn-out couch. He turned on the crackling radio and let his tattered but effective comforter inspect his frozen limbs. He kicked off his slippery boots and pressed his frostbitten fingers onto his vibrant cheeks, pulling his blanket even tighter around his neck. Broken Christmas carols bobbed ambivalently throughout his tiny living room. The only other piece of furniture was the chipped and stained piano that had not felt the warmth of lively fleeting fingers for years now; it sat eagerly in the corner. A single lamp hung by the ice encumbered window, a beacon to the traveling flakes outside.

There used to be knocking on the doors, the smell of a meal cooking in the kitchen, and too many guests in an already cramped home. There used to be laughter, but Samson was the last one left of his family and he had no one to share his time with anymore. Where he sat, happiness was nothing but an echo; leaving no proof it was ever there at all.

Kingdom

We’ll meet again someday
Same time and place
The hill where daisies sway
That’s where we’ll embrace

The starry night we find
Heaven we do seek
Our fingers I entwine
We wander down the creek

Through the vast hills we reign
Birds sing; natures concert hall
Behind the forest, across the plain
An empty carousal

We’ll meet again once more
I promise that to you
No other man can portray
The kingdom that we knew

The Indigo Above

Wander off the road
into the empty woods
to lay down this heavy load
and leave it there for good

Angels whisper on a cloudless night
about how the ocean twinkles
Forever serenading the yellow starlight
With its waves like discreet wrinkles

In the forest, this placid pond
Reflects the wonder in our eyes
We continue into the beyond
Finding deeper charcoal skies

To view this world, from up above
Would be the greatest pleasure
A vision that would remind us of
Every living treasure

An aimless venture, no regrets
A blissful celebration of love
The trees like solid black silhouettes
against the glowing indigo above