Let me find rest with you all of my days...

See I am near says the Lord, See, I make all things New.

To him or Him.

I spoke to you.

in the dead of night.

when things were so silent

I heard only my own honest breath.

"Where are you?" I asked
so deeply into darkness

the others grew faint, and I saw you

for the first time in many years

as one completely other, new and unknown

but so known, as we go

do know, wherever you are,

 I lie here waiting.

and in the waiting, He sees me known.

...how silly I've been living in my little shell of Joni Mithcel and Niel Young, when there are millions of voices just as golden, just as sweet, that will haunt you and irk you to want to join hands with all your past loves, and climb a mountain together, towards the warmest setting sun, overlooking the shadowiest coldest valley, and tell one another and the whole world behind you, 'we'll never have to go there, again'.

"...and she let's the River answer, you have always been her lover..."

Darlin

You're still a light in my eyes...
...I'm takin you with me.

I love you still.
Just stronger.
...and just more.

My favorite letter is O, by the way.

What happens after sunset.

Called out was I by the huey whispy rays and warmest autumn wind. Maybe there's a feeling of walking barefoot on my very close-to-home blacktop that will always make me feel ageless, and most hopeful. The dry wind hugged my hot wet cheeks, and I looked up and trusted, because God is the only thing inside my life that is outside of time, and how comforting it was to be mindful of Him in a moment like this.

I don't always go searching for the moments and days and anniversaries, but often they come to me, reminding me by feelings and signs that they are at my doorstep. Last year I wanted just to slow dance with you under the sky and moon... and I must say, I have learned a certain way to live with the pain and the longing, but it feels like my heart beat once from last year to today, and my desires rest just as heavy and strong, and hoping. I wondered how I'd ever look up and see the moon, and not think of my love for you. Well, I have discovered I don't have to stop thinking of it, because it was good and real, and you are good and real, and that's no reason to be sad.

I hope and believed so hard that you were somewhere enjoying the sky and warmest beautiful breeze, someplace happy, even if I have long left your mind. How glad it makes me trusting you are still touched by beauty; that's what I wish for you with all my whole heart. A moment untouched by time, where you feel love and rest and can think of everything beautiful.

But I also know that love is the whole sky, and not just the sunsets. But once they sky turned grey tonight and dark started to fall, I still longed for you. You are the one I want to hold through the nights and foggy times, and wait to watch the magic sunrises and sunsets. But holding doesn't always mean in one's arms, and watching can happen not always side by one's side...