Saturday, April 9, 2011

I believe

Isaiah 46

Gods of Babylon

1 Bel bows down, Nebo stoops low;
their idols are borne by beasts of burden.[a]
The images that are carried about are burdensome,
a burden for the weary.
2 They stoop and bow down together;
unable to rescue the burden,
they themselves go off into captivity.
3 “Listen to me, you descendants of Jacob,
all the remnant of the people of Israel,
you whom I have upheld since your birth,
and have carried since you were born.
4 Even to your old age and gray hairs
I am he, I am he who will sustain you.
I have made you and I will carry you;
I will sustain you and I will rescue you.

5 “With whom will you compare me or count me equal?
To whom will you liken me that we may be compared?
6 Some pour out gold from their bags
and weigh out silver on the scales;
they hire a goldsmith to make it into a god,
and they bow down and worship it.
7 They lift it to their shoulders and carry it;
they set it up in its place, and there it stands.
From that spot it cannot move.
Even though someone cries out to it, it cannot answer;
it cannot save them from their troubles.

8 “Remember this, keep it in mind,
take it to heart, you rebels.
9 Remember the former things, those of long ago;
I am God, and there is no other;
I am God, and there is none like me.
10 I make known the end from the beginning,
from ancient times, what is still to come.
I say, ‘My purpose will stand,
and I will do all that I please.’

Thursday, February 24, 2011

Secrets

can i tell you my secrets
and be safe
will you look me in the eye
and remain?

can i cry on those shoulders
can i just be me?
not the girl in the heels
made up to the t's

can you show me your frailty,
humanes,
and not be ashamed
or pained?

time will tell...
surely time,
hope,
love.

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Tonight

Hey Jay!

Seems like you had a busy day
missed you some how i guess..
o well!
my day would have ended uber perfect
if i caught a glimspe of your face at least..

what would i say when we finally ever meet?
what would be the perfect first date?
do you like poetry?
questions fill my mind...
as i lie down
quiet sounds in the background
looking forward to some day hear you call me 'Baby'.
as i stare in your eyes

just let me be lost in them
where only you can find me.

Teach me,
i want to be taught.
to be fragile,
trust
and let go

I don't care if i fall
because am already in pieces...

Good night love....