May 28, 2008

the end of love

I leave for Jerusalem in 43 hours!!

I crave a thin place
Void of expectation
Where the edge of heaven runs on the tangent of earth
Where pieces of me are not broken
Where the warm breeze contains no need for critique
In the box where ot was so hard to measure up
No more games building houses with matchsticks
An escape from the traps of reality
Did you kill fear of man?
Did you crucify the performance mentality?
So why does it follow me silently
Shrouded like a thief in the night
Unexpected yet familiar
But wait
You said it was broken off, burned away
A sovereign blueprint
Redeemed the time for greater than this
Peace makes me whole
I want to do so much more
And so I rest

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