Thursday, March 19, 2015

I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive



You alone are Father
You alone are Good
You alone are Saviour
You alone are God

Tuesday, March 10, 2015

what if I like how the blueness of a sky breaks my heart
what if I want to linger in the moment of gazing at waves drawn in pencil, the longing for / of an unnamed place at coordinates far, far away

but... sometimes... I'm walking down the street and a shaft of light falls a certain way across the pavement and I just wanna cry. And then a second later it's over.