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Tuesday, December 29

smooth skies.

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let's stare into each other's eyes.

because, honey, yours are like the midnight sky
and i'm lost in the stars.

i'd become an astronaut to explore those galaxies
and still find each piece with lovely faults.
you always were a quiet imperfection.

i think i'm a night owl.
i always loved the color of the night.
the sun always left a piece of art when she left.

i could go to an art museum,
but you would always hold my favorite place.
don't doubt it.

p.s. i wish i had a boyfriend to use pickup lines on, peaches. i wish. *dies laughing* 

Friday, December 11

a poem to the trees

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there are things i dream --
i'd laugh harder than i ever would,
i'd find that it isn't as hard as it is,
i'd make it out alive

there are things i dream
but that is all they are -- dreams
they are just slivers of great things
just slivers

i'd imagine if i was in space
with those blasting glorious planets
with the stars up close, almost able to touch them
i'd realize how small i am

and oh my, oh my

i'd realize how big our Creator is
how majestic and unfathomable 
beyond my imagination
beyond my dreams

and maybe, just maybe
my pride would slip away
and i'd allow Him to do greater things
because He is more than just slivers of great things

He is. 

Saturday, December 5

throw me

Central Park Watercolor by Bella Foster:
by bella foster

throw me wild and fearless into the cold biting air
because i cannot stay here
i cannot gather the dust of your words and actions
it's too hot in here so open the window
throw me wild and fearless now
into that big, dark blue sky with stars you can barely see
the pollution of who you are has blinded your vision
i cannot stay here where i cannot see
throw me wild and fearless into the silent sky
because i'd rather be broken and clean
than dusty and new

| you knew all along | 


Love

Jean Jullien:
by Jean Jullien

Love tramples through the forests of our hearts
A wake of flowers in its footprints
We run after Love, watching where it's going --
Seeing if we can possibly divert it if it gets too far in
For we are afraid that if it sees the dark caverns of our souls,
It will leave us breathless and bare
They say love is a risk and you believed them
But did they never tell you not loving was an even bigger risk?
Because locking Love up in a cage
Where it cannot laugh and run free
Turns your whole heart into swamps of bitter dark
So let Love run wild in our hearts!
Expose the darkness so that it becomes visible
And all that is visible becomes light
Love stripping the layers of dirt off our old and tired secrets
Wake up, sleeper, Love whispers, rise from the dead and Christ will shine on you. 

// ephesians 5:8-14 //