The True Meaning of Christmas
Friday, December 24th, 2004Just ask and I’ll tell,
Every detail of how it began.
So very long ago.
Under a star, in a manger far away,
Son of God, the greatest gift of all.
Just ask and I’ll tell,
Every detail of how it began.
So very long ago.
Under a star, in a manger far away,
Son of God, the greatest gift of all.
Forever watchful,
Always diligent.
I never waiver.
Though obstacles pop up all over.
Hope fills my soul.
Wiggling under the covers,
Attempting to get comfy.
Ready to set sail,
Maneuvering in the dream sea.
Pictures floating in my head,
Images so grand and yet so strange.
Loving the freedom I have here,
Loving the unlimited range.
Oh, alas it’ll end too soon,
Wait, tomorrow’s Saturday, I can sleep in til noon.
My life seems so mundane at times,
Everything seems routine.
The days blur together,
And the nights do too.
Meeting the same people,
Or doing the same things.
Really I’m in a rut,
Perhaps tomorrow I’ll try something new.
How hard could it be,
Oh to try something different?
Someday I’ll know,
I’ll know indeed.
Soon I’ll know something new.
My mind’s eye sees,
In the far off distance.
Really strange is the view.
And I’m not so sure if it’s real,
Gotta find out for sure.
Ever wondering if it’s truly there or a..
Daring to believe,
I know we can achieve.
Valleys and villains won’t stop us,
I know we have focus.
Dangerous is our path,
Envisioning the possible aftermath.
Denying our pain to keep on trying,
Wishing for the end of permanent goodbying.
Etched in our minds are faces of friends,
Fallen now but who fought to the end.
And after all is said and done,
Losing is not an option.
Losing is not an option.
Soaring high,
Pushing myself to the sky.
I reach the top,
Ready to head back down.
Away I go back to the ground,
Lost in the thrill of this free fall parachute drop.
Dedicated to the soldiers who bravely fight for America’s freedom.
Forward they march,
Ready to win the war.
Ever hopeful,
Ever ready to their core.
Daring to believe,
Over adversity they’ll soar.
My thanks go out to them.
The clock is ticking,
I’m running out of time.
My life is flashing,
Every moment past my eyes.
Longing to just finish,
Expecting it to never end.
So what makes me go on?
Simply you, my timeless friend.
Love endures,
Intensely tender,
Never insulting,
Ever honest,
Never wavering.
Slithering silently,
Nearing entree.
Approaching killer,
Keenly aware,
Entree near,
Silent serpent.
Sunshine is no more,
As clouds cover the sky.
Crimson water flows from the wounds,
Rinsing clean the stains of sin.
I shudder as He cries out,
Facing a terrible fate.
I wonder how He can endure it,
Ceding to this destiny.
Everlasting love is the only explanation.
Expressing ideas without words,
Managing to communicate through gestures alone.
I still fail to see the attraction,
My thoughts are those clowns are for the birds.
Quivering, the ground shakes,
Underneath me, destruction in it’s wake.
As I dive for cover,
Knowing sometime it will be over.
Endless though it seems, this quake.
Living in delusion,
I’m not sure I want to go on.
Every day seems so much harder,
Since from my life you were gone.
Walking down the street,
Heading no where specific.
Every step an adventure,
Roaming to get my kicks.
End of the road seems so far,
Many more miles will I see.
Yet each one is special,
Here and there and back again I’ll be.
Each day a memory,
And each friend I meet a treat.
Ready to help each other,
Trying to go on, feet in front of feet.
Wherever I end up,
I’ll enjoy the trip.
Lest I become discouraged,
Like a waitress without a tip.
Tomorrow will soon come,
And the journey begins a new.
Kindness is a traveling partner,
Endless caring should be too.
My journey will someday end,
Ever though, will it be with you dear friend.
Lonely I look toward the future,
Over and over thinking the proof is conclusive.
Very ready for love to suture,
Ever looking for love so elusive.
Riding along life’s road,
Ever looking out at the horizon.
Always trying to get just a little further,
Loving the journey as I approach the destination.
I’m so close and yet so far,
Tomorrow’s another day,
Yet I sometimes wish I could in this time stay
Everything I see and hear reminds me of you,
My thoughts always of you.
Perhaps one day you will feel the same way,
Til then I will wait for that day.
Yet until then I’ll be empty.
Sun slowly sets,
Upward I gaze.
Never turning away,
Sitting there I relax and laze.
Ever thanking the ultimate artist,
To whom I’ll always praise.