beauty within the mundane

Such a beauty is the life of Christ Finding one’s joy in the life of another Devoted and committed Such a beauty is the creations that I see The leaves change colors And the life that comes to be Such a beauty are the words of my life Giving shelter to my sins Wholly in repentance I bring them all to you Such a beauty is the glory that shines Upon the earth and in my life Heavenly gates splits open wide All these wonders that I know and feel Still I find myself trapped in me I know I know I know and I know Yet, again I’m still Me

Maybe it’s the fogs that keep me from seeing you Maybe it’s the music around me that breaks my focus from you Maybe It’s the illusions that chain me into an infinite loop Or maybe it’s just me. The strong humanly desire in me, to understand and reason with your world that you created The foolish heart that thinks he will find his own way in the world through others The thirst for more answer, more life, more meaning, and more of the world Yes, it is me. Like a drunken man, I fall weak into the hands of the devil Like water, easily manipulated into the shape of anything it fills to satisfy Conscious of my own death and shame, yet Encumbering myself because of my stubbornness, lust, desire, will, and ignorance How do I live as apart of the dead people and also judge those who are the living dead? How do I trick myself into smiling through the pain? How can my seemingly shallow mind be viewed as a positive influence? Is it possible for the dead to help the dead to live? Would that not be ...

How sad is your life how sad is your heart I’d rather my life be taken than see your broken heart And the ticking of this world won't wait for your heart For you had been the wont of my life How sad is your emptiness how sad are your lies Your tears create silence, your soul screams for life How could one live with the cries of another? How could another live with one’s pain of another? The ticking of this world and the beat of my heart And the colliding cadence of the past For my once dampened heart is now set free Now you are unchained and so am I  The only thing that remains is the reminisce  Only a memory, recalling your laugh Only an experience, fighting your pride Only a lesson, finding yourself After all, it’s only a dream, a fantasy, and a beautiful past