Xanga

I said I would never have Xanga... I hardly post in my Livejournal, but here I am on a Tuesday night... I love Tuesdays.  I probably won't be posting much in Xanga, but when I do... well...we'll see.

To start with, on my love crusade... I'll probably post mostly poetry.  One I have always wanted to share is from after the first time I felt like I was falling...  wrapping my arms around and embracing hope again was a feeling I had never had before...  I'd never felt like I was falling before...

I'm not falling anymore
I watch my step
The clouds have gaps between each stride
and the sidewalks lie crumbled and hard below
But I'm not falling anymore
And its such a relief
I've come so far
But the time is long gone
wasted
diseased with fear
and healed with patience, however waning.

I'm sorry for the times I wept, I didn't want to lose,
I'm sorry for the time you spent telling me what to choose.
I cannot go the long round way
I know my place in life
To lead you to where you shall be
   and you lead me to mine...
Eyes closed, sunlight twisting shadows of trees
   I cannot see, only you can lead me.
You are all that's left me in this multitude of souls
    to guide me through this marsh of clouds
    and plethera of gathering rain
In all the dark damp dreary
    there is one light, and it surrounds you, and you alone
    Just Love, guide my soul
    You surround everything
    So why does it take so much strength to reach you?
          Why does it take so much strength to be Love?