Love

I remember you. you're impossible to forget although the colours, smells and sounds of you have faded. some moments are clear like the lake in the morning when you can see all the way to the bottom where the memories live alongside those old logs and other dead things. i have pictures. most of them are fine tuned in their focus, probably more so than they were when they happened if they indeed happened that way at all. yet, that is how i remember you. i remember you when god speaks through me, emptying my eyes and moving my soul. some times you come on the wings of eagles perched at the lookout points of my life. here or three thousand miles away is all the same. you travel as fast as anything i can see or believe. this makes it so much easier to remember you. i remember how the years fly even when they're crawling and how you are always frozen in my mind. i weep for the little boy you whose face i loved even when i hated its mouth for speaking. i laugh at the young man growing through a world that was the same but somehow impossibly different from the one i was learning. i yearn for the arms and their hands four years younger but ten times stronger and i pity myself for one last word or maybe two. it's okay for remembering to hurt. it's okay for it still to hurt because you were a real part of my life when you walked here among me and our people and you are real in death for the wonders you help me to see even when the pain and tears overcome me. you give me the comfort because i know that things are as they have been since forever and will be when my time comes and there is someone left to remember me. i remember you and i wouldn't stop for anything. 09/04/01
A million miles away used to be so far but now the world has changed can it remind us who we are? and that this life is sacred? a million times a day life can be so hard we struggle just to find our place without being torn apart by the differences that still seem to separate us a million lives are changed by a faceless hatred evil has its hour but love will have its day love will find its way but in the war rooms where our futures now are found the evil deeds of human beings abound and it seems all that i can do is sit and watch it as we get wrapped up in its ways and caught in this feeling that i've never really known but in glimpses of the future that i'm shown we wait at home while the world just slips away the one thing i would like to know the one thing i would like to say is that we're only here to grow and it's a shame to look away 09/12/2001

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