When data smiles back

Scouring through signals to find one nitrogen slice that smiled back at me :)

Kindling

The earth sighs
Its deep longings
For the summer
In my ear
So
I shall write it down
Giving warmth
To the cold thoughts
About barren lands
And stark trees
Rekindling the fire
Within dry dead branches
So we too
Can see their smoky
Memories of fiery summers.

Postmodern love

Oh but what will I write
That is new on this earth
That will rock His socks off
That He hasn't heard before

Oh but how will I say
How much I love Jesus
And how much He shows up
Always

I feel so empty
When I try to write out my love
To the God who has made my desires
Does He not know already?

Then why do I pray?
Then why do I write?
Then why do I live
But to sing to you anyway

Yes you made me
To sing to you anyway
Yes I have woes
To pray to you everyday
Yes I write to get close
To THE original hipster
The one who IS before everything WAS
To be
A postmodern poet in the eyes of God
I may seem silly and pointless
Except for that little joy that comes dancing
When I feel God's love
Trickling through like syrup
Sticking to all the cracks of my heart

The point of leading

To come to
The point of leading

Is to share sorrows
And be unafraid
Of seeming weak

Is to bring each other to
A place of self-discovery
A seemingly lonely journey for two

Is to freely
Trust your ideas
In the hands of others

Is to freely
Hand others
Ideas to take as their own

Is to boldly
Speak the bitter truth
For those teachable moments

And to embrace others
And to let them embrace you.
True you.

;)

 

I didn't come to Jesus to become an American

When I first learned of you
I feared I would lose myself
My culture
My desires
My world would crumble
If were to become Christian
A little christ
I would become a Westerner
Have a checklist
To work till I die,
Think whiter
The better
Call Europe cultured
While India is just "exotic."
I would become a bigot
Losing the streams
That quenched my thirst
From the beginning.
I pushed your arms away,
Thinking you are
But a hollywood movie: Unbelievable.
Rising from the dead? No way. Unbelievable.
Until my world crumbled
Piece by piece:
Pierce by pierce, betrayal
Tore through my heart
Leaving me gasping for air
As they chose their Barabas-
A thief who stole my work
And shamelessly lied.
Blow by blow I delivered
Evidence to show the truth
For did it not matter? To be truthful?
Step by step I climbed their ladders
Seeking justice amongst the people
Afraid to stand out and stand up for the truth.
Tear by tear I lost my faith
In humanity, in society, in science.
As I left behind everything I held as my future
I walked, I shook and trembled
And crumbled, as I heard my friend say,
"Unbelievable. Your story is like a movie!!"
Drop by drop, your voice drifts into my head,
"NOW YOU KNOW HOW I FEEL."
Silence. Who was that?
Jesus? My imaginary friend? Had I gone mad?
Your words echoed in the caves of my heart
I had no doubt- this was the real deal.
"What about my parents? What would they say?"
"I MADE THEM."
Fear swiftly left, as calm settled
My hesitations from before lifted, with unparalleled clarity.
Peace by peace, you enter my soul
And I decide to follow you, Jesus.
Not because I like going to church,
But because I now know who the Truth is.
Not because I like to help others,
But because I now know who Love is.
Not because of humanity
But despite humanity
Not because of fear
But despite fear
I come running to your arms.