pilgrim

I'm a pilgrim in the backseat
As the miles stretch endless on.
And I cry out, "Are we there yet?"
As I search the scape for home.

Restless, relentless, child of fear-
"How much longer?" still I squeal.
And my Father simply smiles at me,
And firmly grips the wheel.

I'm a child who has to be carried-
But my Father's arms are strong.
And by His strength He'll guide me
Through the journey safely home.

foreigner

Some days I feel like a foreigner-
Lost in my own skin,
And I don't have a language
To express the things within.
I wander through the marketplace
And hold no currency,
I wander through a the empty days
A ghost of what was me.

Some days I feel like a foreigner-
Lost in my own mind,
The echo of a distant chorus
Tossed upon the wind.
And I don't know which way to go,
But if I meet your ear,
I'll find someone who speaks my tongue,
Who understands this fear.

Some days I feel like a foreigner-
Lost inside this world
But you are not a stranger,
No, you hear my every word.
I came into your marketplace
With trembling, empty hands.
You filled me with your glorious grace-
This is my native land.

path

Battered by waves,

Let my poems be a path-

A boat on the sea

Of what's in between us.

An ocean of words,

Mighty waters to sail,

Then I'll set you safe

On the shore of my soul.

change

Everything is about to change.

scarlet necklace

A buried seed is bound to bleed

And split the earth with crimson head.

From thorns to rose, or so it goes,

Is born a sharp and sudden red.

And were I charmed and not alarmed,

I'd touch the velvet blossoming

Until my hand was pricked, unplanned,

And scarlet necklace start to bead.

Over my head and draped in dread,

A flower crown fit for a queen.

I watch the colors slowly spread

And find I'm trapped inside the seed.

piano keys

My fingertips send shooting stars

Bold, blazing 'cross the night.

Piano keys and galaxies,

I touch the infinite.

island

The ocean splits open
The land like a wound,
And I'm trapped inside, sinking
And lost in the the sound
Of tidal waves crashing
Like knives and blades gashing.
It's made me an island,
And so far from you.