Thursday, August 20, 2009


Immeasurable the weight of a life
a coming birth
and you were known
and you are known

and you were formed
and you are being formed

will you pretend that you stand alone
a beautiful happenstance
a perfect chance

these blue mountains
this white washed earth
every little paradise in your eyes

can they be
without Him?


I know he put the title in for the movie before the show
It's a long story that was written by lapses in belief
A swimmingly simple path is the one that denies the eyes
an opinion. So there are none.

A response to Child by Nidji

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