s.i.m.p.l.i.c.i.t.y

Monday, April 20, 2009

to rest is to let go of the things of the day

the things that tighten your shoulders; the things that weary your soul; the things that tip the scales

to rest is to close your eyes and just be

to embrace the quiet

to listen to the music

to hear the whisper

i can only imagine the light.

what it must have been to see the light after the darkness of the tomb.

but it is empty.

and that is why we celebrate!

alleluia!

i learned how to drive the tractor one weekend.

it was like therapy.

i haven't driven the tractor since then.

this is something bigger then me

larger then life something heavenly

... 2 vanilla steamers and a hot apple cider

lights will guide you home

and ignite your bones

and i will try to fix you