Forfeiture Of Christ

When I claimed the Name,
I claimed the cross of Christ;
when the hope, the pain;
the joy, the sacrifice.

When I feigned my claim
and feigned forfeiting rights,
I trampled on the Name
and forfeiture of Christ.

Before Me

Before me I see a left and a right
and neither will advertise either as best.
However, I've certainly come here tonight
not by the virtue of having guessed right.
I haven't guessed right but I'm right to have guessed.

Before me I see a city that glows
with patches of darkness between pins of light.
Behind I recall, as in its death-throes
a sunset more brilliant than pins can compose.
And yet it gives way every day to the night.

Where I Can't Stay

I woke up where I couldn't stay
And so I spent about a year
In running farther than away
And that is how I wound up here.
Now with what must be miles of ground
Between me and from what I ran,
I take a breath and look around
And find myself where I began.

A Reason

Is there a reason that the wind
Should pick off leaves and bring them in
To my garage, where they begin
To beautify the mess within?

Is there a reason trees should bring
In birds to trade their leaves for wings?
The tree that gave me everything
Will still be clothed and now it sings.

Is there a reason things the size
Of cities dominate the skies
Instead of falling down, capsized?
Is there a reason water flies?

Is there a reason clouds should hate
Their hue enough to confiscate
The waves that, when they radiate
At light speed come eight minutes late

And with them change their color scheme
To something out of someone's dream?
How much more content they seem
To blush than block the final beam.

Is anybody looking West
To see the sunset at its best?
I feel that I must have confessed
Too little of my love to rest.

New Uncertainty

I wrote this one on the first of January, 2011. It's called "New Uncertainty".

-I feel I should compose a song
-To usher in and urge this new year on
-To show my stance and my resolve
-But I don't feel resolved at all

-I still don't see how far to go
-Or where to step, oh will I never know
-Until I try, I'm never warned
-And when I do my plans are scorned

-This defines insanity:
-To try again with new uncertainty
-To bring oneself through certain pain
-I very well may be insane

-Tomorrow I'll compose a song
-To usher in and urge our friendship on
-And if it all ends fatally
-I'll try again uncertainly