Saturday, March 24, 2012

Letting Go

My arms are bare
I'm all striped down

This must be what a tree feels like
With its leaves on the ground

Just like new growth
Reaching high toward the sky

For every new beginning
Something old has to die

Year after year
Life cycles around

Spring blossoms will bloom
Fall leaves on the ground

Once bare limbs
Will once again grow and thrive

Every year theres a new beginning
A fresh start at life

You Are

You are the color
In black and white

You are the light
That shines in the night

You are the key
That unlocks my heart

You are the flower
Amongst the weeds in the yard

You are the first thought
I think of when I wake

You are the truth
That pours out when I pray

You are the calm
In the midst of the storm

The blanket that surrounds me
And keeps me warm

You are the wish
That I make on a star

You are that hope
My friend,  that you are