Sunday, April 25, 2010
In the water I remain.
"Remember when it rained?" the not so little boy asked his sister. With a knowing twinkle in her eye and thoughtful smile she replied,
"Which time is that?"
"You know," the young man's eyes welled up with tears, "that day. The day I became a man, at least that's what Dad says.." the strong voiced faded as he turned his face toward the black night outside the window.
"I love you, you know that?" tears now choked the sister as she, too, turned to face the dark abyss of evening. Soft sobs replaced inhales and exhales. The young man gently grabbed his sister's hand. Several minutes slowly passed until finally he asked,
"Do you think she's happy, even when it rains?"
"Especially when it rains."
Tears of hope run down my skin.
Tears for you that will not dry.
They magnify the one within
And let the outside slowly die.
For the bravest young men I have the pleasure of knowing, Lucas and Liam.
-A Perspective
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Thoughts Like Raindrops
I’ll make you mine if you would have me.
With a silver ring that will hug you tight,
Our life begins.
Our life begins with this.
I’ll prove my love if you would let me.
Over and over and over again.
We’ll bring a child into this world
And we’ll say the one thing
Everyone should hear:
You were meant for amazing things.
Give me your hand, it’s time.
It’s time to show new eyes their home.
When fences divide our land,
I would catch bullets with my bare hands.
Because you were meant for amazing things
With a silver ring that will hug you tight,
Our life begins.
Our life begins with this.
I’ll prove my love if you would let me.
Over and over and over again.
We’ll bring a child into this world
And we’ll say the one thing
Everyone should hear:
You were meant for amazing things.
Give me your hand, it’s time.
It’s time to show new eyes their home.
When fences divide our land,
I would catch bullets with my bare hands.
Because you were meant for amazing things
-Sleeping At Last, Umbrellas.
Scattered throughout life there are moments that stun us, images that captivate us, and sounds that mesmerize. Usually such times cannot be anticipated, that is why they are so extraordinary. These instances can be good, but because of this broken world, more often than not, they are bad. However today when I stumbled upon this song by Sleeping At Last, I was positively amazed. Perhaps because the singer's voice is so incredibly unique, or because the instruments were so perfectly programmed to instill melancholy, and great joy (sometimes at the same time!). Yes, this song has a lot going for it, but I believe it touched me for neither of the aforementioned reasons.
"Umbrellas" spoke every word that I have been trying to articulate for the past week. As I sat alone listening in utter amazement the thought ran through my mind over and over; It's almost as if the thoughts from my unconscious diary were written down in flawless poetic fashion, and even given music to wrap it all together.
It is moments like that which cause me to drop everything and wonder how similar humans truly are. Yes, we are all as snowflakes, completely different. And yet, we are all the same in that we share heartache, we desire love, we hope for something more. It is moments like that which make me wipe the tears from my eyes and breathe a deep and heavy sigh of relief.
-A Perspective.
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