remember this …

when darkness falls
as thick as death
and all you see
is in your head

when ice surrounds
as cold as night
and all you feel
is frozen numb

when everything’s
impossible
and all you do
is just exist

remember this …

the light will come
hope will return
your heart will thaw
this will be won

your soul is strong
your mind is tough
you will emerge
transformed and bright

you’re not the dark
you’re not the ice
they are not you
be free, take flight


this isn’t everything you are
breathe deeply in the silence
no sudden moves
this isn’t everything you are
just take the hand that’s offered
and hold on tight
this isn’t everything you are
there’s joy not far from here
I know there is
this isn’t everything you are

Snow Patrol – This Isn’t Everything You Are

there is …

there is a light in me
  that no darkness can engulf

there’s a lightness in me
  that no weight can compress

there’s a sparkle in me
  that no gloom can destroy

there is a love in me
  that no hatred can deny

there is life in me
  tingling through my veins

there is life in me
  zinging through my synapses

there is LIFE in me
  there is music, there is song
    there is poetry and rhythm
      there is soul and compassion

and this life will be lived
  this life will be loved
    this life will not be wasted
      or squandered or merely existed

for I am
  ALIVE
and I
  shine brightly
      among the stars

as
do
you

Flaws

Flaws – Bastille

This song came on the radio and I just stopped. Well not literally as I was driving, but my mind and soul and heart stopped. This is so close to what I want to say. They stole my words. The only thing missing is that after picking ourselves undone, we will restitch ourselves together, and fill the holes in each-other’s souls. Flaws not removed, but lovingly known and named, and accepted.

And, of course, the words released:

When all of your flaws and all of my flaws
Are laid out one by one
A wonderful part of the mess that we made
We pick ourselves undone

All of your flaws and all of my flaws
They lie there hand in hand
Ones we’ve inherited, ones that we learned
They pass from man to man

There’s a hole in my soul
I can’t fill it I can’t fill it
There’s a hole in my soul
Can you fill it? Can you fill it?

You have always worn your flaws upon your sleeve
And I have always buried them deep beneath the ground
Dig them up, let’s finish what we’ve started
Dig them up, so nothing’s left unturned

All of your flaws and all of my flaws,
When they have been exhumed
We’ll see that we need them to be who we are
Without them we’d be doomed

There’s a hole in my soul
I can’t fill it I can’t fill it
There’s a hole in my soul
Can you fill it? Can you fill it?

You have always worn your flaws upon your sleeve
And I have always buried them deep beneath the ground
Dig them up, let’s finish what we’ve started
Dig them up, so nothing’s left unturned

Oooooh
Oooooh

When all of your flaws
And all of my flaws are counted
When all of your flaws
And all of my flaws are counted

You have always worn your flaws upon your sleeve
And I have always buried them deep beneath the ground
Dig them up, Let’s finish what we’ve started
Dig them up, So nothing’s left unturned

Oooooh
Oooooh

All of your flaws and all of my flaws
Are laid out one by one
Look at the wonderful mess that we made
We pick ourselves undone