Coming Home

Let me come with you.
I'll fight the shadows with you.
I'll chase the sunrise with you.
Just take me with you.

We'll run away together.
 I'll be yours forever.
 Let's run away back home.

Because where you are
Is where my heart is
And where my heart is
I find home.

So please, let me talk to you.
Just let me walk with you.
Please, let me come home.

Struggle

Fight the urge to fall
For I fear to fail
And yet it seems
My destiny is to meet defeat
So all that remains
Is to fall into my fear
And secure my failure
In a warm embrace
Before it crushes me
Beneath the disappointment
Of hopes I cannot meet

"The stone which the builders rejected has become the chief cornerstone" -Psalm 118:22
"and whomever falls on this stone will be broken; but on whomever it falls,
it will grind him to powder."                                                                     -Matthew 21:44

May I fall, not into my own failure, but into line with His ways so
that my fall is broken by Him and I am broken on Him instead of being
crushed to powder as I stand in His way.

Lord, grant me the grace to believe what I know to be true,
that Your way is far better than my own.

The Leaves' Love

The leaves whisper to the sky

Dancing in the breeze

Their soft rustle moves the air

Even as they turn eager faces to the sun

They cannot help but flirt with the earth

As their undersides send flickering shadows

Spilling to the ground

Green and blue and brown

Gradually their flirtatious banter 

Grows into an irresistible attraction

Changing from green to brown 

To match their lover down below

Despite their castle in the sky

They have fallen for the ground

And now they gladly fall to it

For the chance to caress its face

As they skip happily in the breeze

Their soft rustle growing into a cheerful snap and crackle

Crushed beneath passing feet

They are pressed into earth's sweet bosom

Speechless now

For no sound could express the sheer joy of this union

Though their outward beauty has fled away

And they no longer possess the coy charm of their youth

These leaves have never been happier then now

Joined at last with their true love

They are dirt. 

People almost always portray it as sad...the leaves dying and stuff....but, really, they are just falling in love with earth.  :)