Sunday, November 30, 2008

a rainy sunday


when you feel nothing inside
ask yourself, is it true?
because no one else knows but God himself,
the real, the only you.

so where do you go from here?
don't bother your neighbors, your friends
a parent or companion may have a small idea,
But, it is not they, that life depends.

No, no. Find the one who dwells within
Use the gift He has given you
to answer such painful questions
that seem so hard to outwardly pursue.

And you will find a feeling, so calm
though convinced, you may not be.
the worries of the world
seem to fade
and matter no more.

That this thorn in your flesh
will someday be set free.

Saturday, November 29, 2008

by thomas hatton...

 Beauty can be found in all things.

a blade of grass...
a perfectly symmetrical spoon
the birth, life, and death of a civilization
the arrangement of piano keys
the model of an atom
a broken bottle on pavement
the picardy third resolving an otherwise sad piece of music

....the fragility of life