I Love...

...music

and making visions come to life

and the art I sense everywhere around me

...the sky

...the trees

...animals

and I love

nighttime

and daytime

and the seasons

and how they remind me of how change is good

...and mandatory

...and difficult

and I love

my family

and my friends

and the anticipation of meeting new family

and new friends

that give me just a little bit more to fall back on

and I love

music

and music

and music

and Jesus

[though he loves me more]

and I love the things that movies do to my heart

...that moving pictures can change my mind

and I love

my places of refuge

...in my bed

...on that hill

...amid those boulders

...between these trees

...along my river

[where I'm only me and nothing else]

my love continues

to the suffering

[even when I don't feel like I'm helping]

and to the lost

and the lonely

and the frightened

I love my imperfection

and my confusion

and my weariness

and my life

and my loneliness

and my pain

and my fear

and my body

[that was made for me]

I love, also,

to praise

and to whisper to myself

and to feel stupid when I pretend to know so much

and to see my goals play out

[and to watch some dissolve into nothing]

I love

poems that resemble skylines




I love....


[and that's why I'm here.]