Right on thru

If I make it to the pearly gates
I won’t even hesitate
And I’ll walk right on thru
Knowing that I did something good
Knowing that I did something good

photo

I held the picture in my hands
it must have been at least 100 years old
and all I could do was stare
and wonder

silly me

Sometimes I wonder how beautiful we could all be
If we lived for our dreams at all costs
Lived for what He would want us to be
Instead of for the almighty dollar
Instead of for money
I’m not saying all of us live this way
I prefer water over Coke
I prefer potatoes over Twinkies
But for a while now, my dreams have come second to money

F.M. Road

The horse was inside the fenced pasture
But they sold it

Her kisses were like the days
warm and passing by one by one

I was her ride home
And she was my escape from myself

But when the one escaping
Is the one she falls in love with

Well, I think you know the ending
Sometimes I wonder if my gift is leaving

death

A baby is born and sleeps
In his first weeks
he dreams his first dream
That stays with him
For a lifetime
And on the day of his death
When he closes his eyes
He dreams the dream
And hears the song
He heard when he was young
When he closes his eyes
He hears the lullaby
And his eternity becomes the dream
Unlike anything imaginable
Unlike anything he’s ever seen

my revelation

The death of decadence
Self-indulgence, depravity, profligacy
Extravagance, wastefulness, recklessness
Won’t come
Not until it is all said and done
And we are gone

We have become
Accustom to these situations
Circumstances and conditions
Burn the flame
Until the revelation
Gives us conviction

Is it because I am human
That it is hard for me to gather my faith?
Build it up before it’s too late?