November 11th, 2007 by Atomictumor
One year ago now
I had an epiphany
Of a certain sort.
We were on the roof
Of the GAC garage
(Wasn’t called that yet)
Was talking to Bos
Had “Moment of clarity”
And I understood.
Called it “The Beauty”
And it saw me through trials
And it sustained me.
No matter how low
Or how hard my life became
It kept me focused
I knew it was there
Even when I couldn’t see
Because of the hurt
I still understand
That I don’t know much at all
But I don’t have to
I know that I love.
I love my little punk kids
Who went through it all
Love my lady so
Who is sweet grace and beauty
And who understands.
November 11th, 2007 at 12:44 pm
Beautiful fall days
surround me with comfort as
my mind drifts to past.
Latest tragedy
reminds me of prayerful days
like salt in the wound.
Questioning my God-
Why are youthful lives cut short
love’s left in such pain?
Testimonies of
faith and love that is renewed
reasons to move on.
November 11th, 2007 at 10:07 pm
I can’t say I know
what that beauty is all about.
Part of me wants to.
Lately, I’ve been down
in a place where I don’t know
what faith really means
I have trouble with
what I can’t see right in front
of my two eyeballs.
That’s a figure of
speech, as I know the beauty
I’ve seen time to time,
exists in ways I
can’t communicate to you,
but can witness to.
November 12th, 2007 at 10:01 am
Just read Ashley’s passed
So much sadness for the loss
hard to understand
It’s all so crazy…
Life and death seem so random
How can they be, though?