Let me feel the sweet sorrow
Let it stay till the morrow
Let me feel the pain of when she leaves,
And let me feel the pain when she deceives

For what is love without pain?
And why wear my heart on my sleeve without the bloodstain?

Let me feel the sweet grief
Let her know that I fall like a lonely leaf
Let me see how a soul dies
And let her know how an Angel cries

For what is love without anguish and torment?
And why have tears if we could not lament?

Let me feel the sweet misery
And let me see the macabre scenery
Let her know that love is the cause
But let her know that in it I see no flaws

For what is love but the most precious thing on Earth?
And what is love if in it the soul cannot find rebirth?

A sudden flick snatches my eye.

Against the spilt ink of night,
a spider's web is vibrating. Why?

A fly made dozy by the cold
has fallen in the fine net. It kicks

and gets sticky. Zim! Zim! Zim!
The see-through wings get stuck.

From the dark corner a spider awakes
from a Jurassic sleep. The web trembles.

The spider skates down over its lines.
One last struggle from the fly. Zim! Zim!

The spider arrives and wraps its legs
around the blue body; an act of love.

The fangs bear down and kiss the fly.
The fly shudders and goes limp.

The spider wraps its kill in silk
swaddling and skates back up to its lair.

I look again in the morning
and see baby hanging out to dry.

Our power gone, we gather possessions, travel to
Georgia. We are uprooted, but free, transformed by
great trees, darkness, and wind

Beneath the white moon, we jumble things together in
the back seat of the car. We travel swiftly down the
dark road, to God

The hollow voices ring through
Accompanying the arrayed beams of light
Stained with faith, the glass filtering shadow
Admitting only the soft radiance that is love

Time moves on and the world molds to it
Yet in this sanctuary of harmony
It is the same - the meaning untainted
Giving those inside warmth enough to survive this

Tales of honor and vigilance inlaid
Essences of heroism long passed
As the sun falls to the horizon once more
The images give their final message

Soon the light will return to this place
The time of ascendance near at last
Hope will fly through the minds of all
Before civilization takes it's last bow

When all turns to ash,
And shadow consumes the sun,
The cathedral will remain
To see the last undone

Bathed in spectral brilliance
A prismatic oath to the hearts of heroes
Stand tall in the speech of silence
The land of color infinite... santuary of my sanity

There have been too many answers to question
A million different inputs projected into the output
A dark light illuminates a well lit room
A sarcastic remark taken seriously
A smile reflects submission
A serious stare turns the stomach into hysterics
A laugh meant to be maniacal
A gaze tore me apart

There hasn’t been a response yet
An answering machine that’s never been answered
A phone call that was never recorded
A song played quietly amidst chaotic turmoil
The song was heard
It turned me upside down
I never meant to lean in your direction
Those fingertips gripped the last chance of romance
There is none you know
It was stated in that song

It played
It sang “Don’t hold on”
But my hand wouldn’t release yours
Remember when we looked at one another without seeing
That was love
That question my answers
That shed light in a dark room
That serious response lead sarcastically
Submissively smiling
A stomach that knots seriously
A maniac could only laugh at love
I fell apart

The bits and pieces of logic
You cant be smart and in love
I lack enough common sense to be indisposed

Summer has gone
With it, the warmth.
The sunlight still dances
Perhaps to keep warm.

Outside the window
Hangs the epitome of
Beauty in death. A
Reminder of God’s hand in creation.

The aging oak vibrant
In color slowly fading
As life drains away.

There is no sadness
Only hope and anticipation.
Life will offer the tree
An opportunity to improve next year.

The end is near for now.
Brush strokes of color
Signs that nature
Appreciates the opportunities presented.