I wish I could write words
To the music my heart is playing
I have so much to say
That there's really no beginning
But how do you explain
something you don't understand
I want to share it with you
But I don't know how I can.
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
Saturday, May 3, 2008
The Day Her Eyes Stopped Dancing
Her eyes have always shimmered,
But now they have gone dim.
I used to stare at them for hours,
In their depth I would swim.
I first saw her when skating,
Or at least I saw her eyes.
I saw them dancing and gleaming,
As the joy in her heart did rise.
Her gentle mind was focused,
On the small skating girl,
Who skated with abounding grace,
And would fly when she twirled.
I saw her compassion,
As she watched the girl with love.
And on that day I decided,
That she was sent for me from above.
I came to see her often,
But I never said a word,
To the wonderful woman,
Whose sparkling eyes I savored.
Until one early autum day,
I finally said "hi,"
But only after a long moment,
Of watching her eyes.
Her voice was like bells,
Or like diamonds and pearls.
I was instantly enchanted,
And my mind was in swirls.
Several weeks had passed with her,
And many blessed nights.
When I came to the rink to surprise her,
And was shocked by the sights.
Well, everything seemed normal,
All except her eyes.
They no longer danced and shimmered,
And had no trace of the moonrise.
I looked at where she was staring,
At the skaters gliding about,
And could not find the little girl,
Whom she couldn't seem to smile without.
She looked at me and said,
"My kid sister isn't here."
I saw the sorrow in her eyes,
Then my heart began to fear.
This is when it was,
The day her eyes stopped dancing.
Forever my life was changed,
For the little girl had forever stopped prancing.
But now they have gone dim.
I used to stare at them for hours,
In their depth I would swim.
I first saw her when skating,
Or at least I saw her eyes.
I saw them dancing and gleaming,
As the joy in her heart did rise.
Her gentle mind was focused,
On the small skating girl,
Who skated with abounding grace,
And would fly when she twirled.
I saw her compassion,
As she watched the girl with love.
And on that day I decided,
That she was sent for me from above.
I came to see her often,
But I never said a word,
To the wonderful woman,
Whose sparkling eyes I savored.
Until one early autum day,
I finally said "hi,"
But only after a long moment,
Of watching her eyes.
Her voice was like bells,
Or like diamonds and pearls.
I was instantly enchanted,
And my mind was in swirls.
Several weeks had passed with her,
And many blessed nights.
When I came to the rink to surprise her,
And was shocked by the sights.
Well, everything seemed normal,
All except her eyes.
They no longer danced and shimmered,
And had no trace of the moonrise.
I looked at where she was staring,
At the skaters gliding about,
And could not find the little girl,
Whom she couldn't seem to smile without.
She looked at me and said,
"My kid sister isn't here."
I saw the sorrow in her eyes,
Then my heart began to fear.
This is when it was,
The day her eyes stopped dancing.
Forever my life was changed,
For the little girl had forever stopped prancing.
Friday, May 2, 2008
How She Got the Shimmer Back
Version I
After the funeral was over,
When all who was left was her and I,
I looked and saw her confusion,
And she looked at me and cried.
That was the first time she shed a tear.
I had not realized that before,
Or maybe it had crossed my mind,
But I had decided it to ignore.
I thought I would love her always,
But now the shimmer was gone.
I realized it were her eyes I liked,
I tried to tell her we were done.
I knew it would be mean to tell her now,
As she looked at me and said,
"I wouldn't have made it through that.
I would have got up and fled."
"I'm so glad I had you here,
To lovingly hold me tight,
And kindly whisper in my ear,
'Everything will be all right.'"
That's when her eyes did pierce me,
And I realized I was wrong.
It was more than her eyes I liked,
I liked how she was strong.
She had something very unique about her,
Something out of a dream.
I asked her how she could smile at a funeral,
When her life was going downstream.
"Well you are not the only one,
Who can lovingly hold me tight.
I happen to be friends with God's only Son,
And with Him I know things will be all right."
"I had forgotten that for a while,
And I was very upset with Him.
I didn't see why He would take my sister,
And make my life so grim."
"But as I was sitting here just now,
I could feel His love steadily rising.
He loved me even when I was mad at Him,
And that to me was surprising."
"When I felt His love just now,
That's when I started to cry.
He said He wouldn't leave me,
And I know He doesn't lie."
As I was listening to her talking,
I again noticed her eyes,
They were again dancing and sparkling,
And I saw a trace of the moon rise.
I loved her more than ever,
And I knew she was very special,
And to understand her better,
I picked up and read her Bible.
Version II
After the funeral was over,
When all who was left was her and I,
I looked and saw her confusion,
And she looked at me and cried.
That was the first time she shed a tear.
I had not noticed that before,
Or maybe it had crossed my mind,
But that fact had been ignored.
I thought I would love her always,
But now the shimmer was gone.
I realized it were her eyes I liked,
I tried to tell her we were done.
I knew it would be mean to tell her now,
As she looked up at me and said,
"I wouldn't have made it through that.
I would have got up and fled."
"I'm so glad I had you here,
To lovingly hold me tight,
And kindly whisper in my ear,
'Everything will be all right.'"
I felt a tinge of compassion.
I actually felt cruel.
But I wanted to get rid of this burden,
And I didn't know what to do.
What was that I had been feeling,
If it really wasn't love?
Love couldn't just vanish like that.
That's something I'd never heard of.
I noticed she was still crying,
And I became very annoyed.
Why had I ever put up with her?
Of kindness I was devoid.
I left her in a hurry,
As quickly as I could.
I had to go and think this over,
Oh, I knew I should.
That night as I was thinking
I heard a soft crying at my door.
What could she want this time?
As I tapped my foot to the floor.
I got up very slowly,
As my anger did increase,
And standing right before me,
Was my crying little niece.
“I ran away from home tonight.
Can I please stay here with you?
Mommy and Daddy won't let me cry,
But I know it doesn't bother you.”
I had scolded my brother for this before.
“A girl will always cry,” I said.
“You just have to be gentle with her.”
Now his teachings had gotten into my head.
I gently brought her in,
And then quietly called her dad.
“I have your little girl here.”
Just please don't be too mad.
That's when my hypocrisy did pierce me,
And I realized she was a true gem
Her troubles weren't her fault,
And I shouldn't be afraid of them.
I went to her house to apologize
And tell her I loved her still
I knew it would be okay,
If our love for each other was real.
She forgave me as I knew she would,
Although I saw how it hurt her.
I promised I wouldn't turn on her again,
And then I began to talk to her.
That's when her eyes did pierce me,
And I realized I was wrong.
It were more than her eyes I liked,
I liked how she was strong.
She had something very unique about her,
Something out of a dream.
“How can you smile at a time like this,
When your life is headed downstream?”
"Well you are not the only one,
Who can lovingly hold me tight.
I happen to be friends with God's only Son,
And with Him I know things will be all right."
"I had forgotten that for a while,
And I was very mad at Him.
I didn't see why He would take my sister,
And make my life so grim."
"But as I was crying on you today,
I could feel His love steadily rising.
He loved me even when I was mad at Him,
And that to me was surprising."
"When I felt His love earlier,
That's when I started to cry.
He said He wouldn't leave me,
And I now know He doesn't lie."
“That is how you are like Him,
Although not quite as good.
I know you will never leave me,
And you love me more than you should.”
As I was listening to her talking,
I again noticed her eyes,
They were again dancing and sparkling,
And I saw a trace of the moon rise.
So this is how it happened,
As strange as it may seem,
How she got her shimmer back,
Was by me being mean.
After the funeral was over,
When all who was left was her and I,
I looked and saw her confusion,
And she looked at me and cried.
That was the first time she shed a tear.
I had not realized that before,
Or maybe it had crossed my mind,
But I had decided it to ignore.
I thought I would love her always,
But now the shimmer was gone.
I realized it were her eyes I liked,
I tried to tell her we were done.
I knew it would be mean to tell her now,
As she looked at me and said,
"I wouldn't have made it through that.
I would have got up and fled."
"I'm so glad I had you here,
To lovingly hold me tight,
And kindly whisper in my ear,
'Everything will be all right.'"
That's when her eyes did pierce me,
And I realized I was wrong.
It was more than her eyes I liked,
I liked how she was strong.
She had something very unique about her,
Something out of a dream.
I asked her how she could smile at a funeral,
When her life was going downstream.
"Well you are not the only one,
Who can lovingly hold me tight.
I happen to be friends with God's only Son,
And with Him I know things will be all right."
"I had forgotten that for a while,
And I was very upset with Him.
I didn't see why He would take my sister,
And make my life so grim."
"But as I was sitting here just now,
I could feel His love steadily rising.
He loved me even when I was mad at Him,
And that to me was surprising."
"When I felt His love just now,
That's when I started to cry.
He said He wouldn't leave me,
And I know He doesn't lie."
As I was listening to her talking,
I again noticed her eyes,
They were again dancing and sparkling,
And I saw a trace of the moon rise.
I loved her more than ever,
And I knew she was very special,
And to understand her better,
I picked up and read her Bible.
Version II
After the funeral was over,
When all who was left was her and I,
I looked and saw her confusion,
And she looked at me and cried.
That was the first time she shed a tear.
I had not noticed that before,
Or maybe it had crossed my mind,
But that fact had been ignored.
I thought I would love her always,
But now the shimmer was gone.
I realized it were her eyes I liked,
I tried to tell her we were done.
I knew it would be mean to tell her now,
As she looked up at me and said,
"I wouldn't have made it through that.
I would have got up and fled."
"I'm so glad I had you here,
To lovingly hold me tight,
And kindly whisper in my ear,
'Everything will be all right.'"
I felt a tinge of compassion.
I actually felt cruel.
But I wanted to get rid of this burden,
And I didn't know what to do.
What was that I had been feeling,
If it really wasn't love?
Love couldn't just vanish like that.
That's something I'd never heard of.
I noticed she was still crying,
And I became very annoyed.
Why had I ever put up with her?
Of kindness I was devoid.
I left her in a hurry,
As quickly as I could.
I had to go and think this over,
Oh, I knew I should.
That night as I was thinking
I heard a soft crying at my door.
What could she want this time?
As I tapped my foot to the floor.
I got up very slowly,
As my anger did increase,
And standing right before me,
Was my crying little niece.
“I ran away from home tonight.
Can I please stay here with you?
Mommy and Daddy won't let me cry,
But I know it doesn't bother you.”
I had scolded my brother for this before.
“A girl will always cry,” I said.
“You just have to be gentle with her.”
Now his teachings had gotten into my head.
I gently brought her in,
And then quietly called her dad.
“I have your little girl here.”
Just please don't be too mad.
That's when my hypocrisy did pierce me,
And I realized she was a true gem
Her troubles weren't her fault,
And I shouldn't be afraid of them.
I went to her house to apologize
And tell her I loved her still
I knew it would be okay,
If our love for each other was real.
She forgave me as I knew she would,
Although I saw how it hurt her.
I promised I wouldn't turn on her again,
And then I began to talk to her.
That's when her eyes did pierce me,
And I realized I was wrong.
It were more than her eyes I liked,
I liked how she was strong.
She had something very unique about her,
Something out of a dream.
“How can you smile at a time like this,
When your life is headed downstream?”
"Well you are not the only one,
Who can lovingly hold me tight.
I happen to be friends with God's only Son,
And with Him I know things will be all right."
"I had forgotten that for a while,
And I was very mad at Him.
I didn't see why He would take my sister,
And make my life so grim."
"But as I was crying on you today,
I could feel His love steadily rising.
He loved me even when I was mad at Him,
And that to me was surprising."
"When I felt His love earlier,
That's when I started to cry.
He said He wouldn't leave me,
And I now know He doesn't lie."
“That is how you are like Him,
Although not quite as good.
I know you will never leave me,
And you love me more than you should.”
As I was listening to her talking,
I again noticed her eyes,
They were again dancing and sparkling,
And I saw a trace of the moon rise.
So this is how it happened,
As strange as it may seem,
How she got her shimmer back,
Was by me being mean.
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