Wednesday, July 29, 2009

ashen gray darkest night & white light

i was told not to fly
gills or wings, is this the choice?
look at the splendor of both
and come to fear both
do i venture toward my greatest fear
or to my least fear?
do i find safety in the light of white
or in hiding in the dark of black?
flying fish
flying fish
flying fish
can't choose both...
behold, a flying fish
a swimming dove
will carry me from these bonds
and before i unify
this load will be light
and i will feel free to choose
to open up as a swimming dove
ashen gray darkest night and white light
shades on my face

Sunday, July 5, 2009

Twin Peaks

I told her, "I would rather waste my day watching Twin Peaks with you then spend another productive day alone". It didn't sway her mind. 4 productive days later and the same holds true.
If this happens to be a mistake, do we have the courage to fix it together? I hope our pride doesn't beat us.