No Place

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This isn’t just any journey, is it

Where a global position or place

Will help us know we’re home 

Hand now a part of the heart to the empty space

Where we’d only been ebbing around the edge

Turn and flow fully into this day each day

Tell if that doesn’t feel like home 

The word of a friend

Judge Not

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Out
And all over the place
Jesus
What a mess you’ve to clean
Yet there down at My feet
On the ground
Dirtying your white with the bloody, brokenness of my heart 
You are
Picking carefully up, dutifully up
Each piece, one after the next
Defending me against the mess
I’ve allowed
Asking me against my better judgement
That I always allow
That I forever leave
My heart
Out
And all over the place 

danger and art

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there are books in my bed
they remind and renew
the wealth of knowledge
and the hard wonder too

there are books at my feet
by my side, in my heart
i long to feel fear
of their danger and art

and this book in my hand
that is covered in dust 
it speaks to my soul
with a passion I trust

Light My Cigarette

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I won’t date

But I wish to be dated 

Date and time stamped on my very soul

The precise moments you tell me the future with loud eyes and quiet lips

The exact occasions my heart drops

As you hold open my door

Stand silent when I leave

Leap to your feet when I arrive

Offer me your coat

Light my cigarette