Sunday, May 16, 2004

Nix Mix

So the live we live
It's like a crazy gift.
It's extreme and exciting
Although sometimes a bit frightening,
So Nick, here's my tribute to life and to you
Sleep well, Honor God, Love Krista and life too!


Nix Mix


Restless, I sigh

Earlier soaring high

Emotions now rolling

Like the ball we send bowling

Highs and lows in rhythmic patterns

In actual unison, though appearing quite scattered


Alone we lie in the vast void of time

Surrounded by oceans, we continue our crying

Sand scatterd memories under star spangled skies

Stir speechless signs of soul felt respect

For the ultimate Designer - we haven't met yet...


His canvass the oceans, forests, deserts and canyons

So many to see that my eyes can't span them

Majestically moves he, the brush in his palm

Skillfully, he paints the storm, then the calm

Midnight and deep sea blues clashes

Interrupted by electric gold flashes

Muted greys keep the sun from her shining

Outlined by lightning, the coined silver lining

Deep fades to baby of blues and sun softened hues

Waves morph from violent and shocking

Back to gentle and rocking...

Babies sleeping...


The Artist is keeping track of their smiles

Knowing their beauty's worthwhile

He painted them delicately there in thier beds

Where at night they rest their beautiful heads


The Master's eyes span to magnificent mountains

He sculpted their crags and equiped them with fountains

He softened the stones in the river below

Where for a lifetime they waited, submersed in the flow

Instructed the salmon where to swim, how to go

Such detail, such beauty, why does He love us so?



He stretched out His hand to the fields there in Texas

Guess he decided where He'd do his morning stretches

Magnificent desolation as seen on the moon

Reminds me that I need you, so Father, hurry back soon.

Wednesday, May 05, 2004

Waiting...

As all good things do
Our project's ended
We're finally through
But stay a sec for the credits
We promise you won't regret it

And you can bet it'll
Be worth your while
So without further adieu,
I present it to you.

Watch, listen, laugh, and smile
Then, have a good day,
Work's over; go play