Forlorn Songbird Bound up in Wintry Sky
Break through Soaring along Silvery Tongued
While Reckless moon laughs at your tune as you Fly
Untouched wings meet Untried breathless Lungs
Pendulum Swings as I tell the Tale
Colliding, Crashing human Frailty Falls
Take my Ship Wrecked Soul and let me Set Sail
Holy Spirit this Heavy Laden Heart Forestalls
Peace Reigns like Golden Fire Fields in MoonLight
God captivate me like a Hurricane
Seerer Seeking Something like a bound star with no StarLight
Take my thundered heart out of this poor Vein
Healer Help me Heal and flash like Ageless Lightening
Jesus Blazing Phoenix let me feel the Heavens Heightening
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
I'm Living...
I'm living in these veins but its not what I've been used to. I am bone and sinew and I find it odd my humanity molded by a Spirit. By the breadth and mind of God. Flowing thoughts of I AM making Me. When he spoke my name thunderous or whispering I Became. There is always that familiar sound...of my Father's voice trembling the Universe. Stars shine and wail halleluja's or become silent and dim on a black canvas by that same voice. I was born of Spirit at the split beams of Christ. There was salt upon his chest and his blood trickled down cedar. Thorns in flesh. His brokeness bearing paradise for the rest of us.
My spirit has lingered at the heights of heaven's doorstep. But I in brokeness, in falling, in healing, have gained a finer room within this soul. Found an ocean in this heart and I seem to be sailing along to new worlds. Scrolls plucked from my tongue from angelic hands at the throne. Tell Karma Jonathan went ahead of David too. Tell Karma I'll see her soon.
My spirit has lingered at the heights of heaven's doorstep. But I in brokeness, in falling, in healing, have gained a finer room within this soul. Found an ocean in this heart and I seem to be sailing along to new worlds. Scrolls plucked from my tongue from angelic hands at the throne. Tell Karma Jonathan went ahead of David too. Tell Karma I'll see her soon.
Sunday, May 18, 2008
103 You May Not Know About Me
Well...its a start.
1. I love peach cobbler.
2. I was in a Black Gospel Choir in college. Sang next to a handsome boy named Leo who had a beautiful lion tattoo on his arm.
3. I always seem to dream about water. I dream I'm diving off high cliffs into the clearest bluest waters, I'm at a pool party with childhood friends, or canoeing on calm rivers, I'm walking through the sleek hip streets of New York and its raining. I think it has something to do with the Holy Spirit.
4. I can snowboard. I've had the same slick red snowboard for over ten years.
5. When I'm excited about something I tend to ramble and talk faster.
6. I have 2 cats. Gunther and Madison.
7. I've been to London. When I was young I always wanted to marry an Englishman.
8. One of my favorite characters is Sherlock Holmes. Jeremy Brett and Basil Rathbone portrayed him the best.
9. I was in a drama team ministry called LION Players.
10.I'm a fan of Lyle Lovett and have seen him in concert.
11.I also own 2 cowboy hats. One was my grandfathers.
12. My favorite t.v. shows are Monk and Dr. Who.
13. My grandfather, grandmother, mother and brother all play guitar brilliantly. I've only just started taking lessons. So I'm a little behind.
14. My grandmother's potato soup is one of my favorite things to eat. She would occasionally make it for me for breakfast as a child. Yes, I loved it that much.
15. My dad used to play the cello.
16. I admire my mother. She has never been afraid to try something new. She snowboards, ski's, plays guitar, drums and piano.
17. I went to Kent State University and had a double major in English and Journalism.
18. I can Rollerblade.
19. I occasionally dabble in painting with acrylics.
20. I love all museums.
21. My favorite artists are Georgia O'Keeffe and Monet.
22. My favorite paintings off all time are in the Chicago Museum of art. Monet's Haystacks.
23. As a child I collected stuffed animals. My favorite was a little stuffed tiger I named tony.
24. I wanted to either be a photographer or veterinarian when I was little.
25. I always believed I was beautiful no matter what other people thought.
26. I have a fear of sharks.
27. I love to travel. I've been to Las Vegas, Chicago, New York, Toronto, Niagara Falls, Baltimore, Washington, D.C., St Louis, Daytona, Orlando, Miami, Atlantic City, Boston and Nashville.
28. I tend to think in poetry.
29. In high school I played the trumpet. It was silver.
30. I'm fascinated by two things always....God and nature.
31. I have a favorite tree. Its an old oak that I would take walks too. I have kept a few small pieces of bark from it.
32. My great grandmother was a Cherokee Indian.
33. I'm fascinated by the nature of opposites. Light and dark, sun and moon ect.
32. I never wear a watch.
33. I like the quiet of airports. Maybe its because of the carpet in the aisles.
34. I've seen angels.
35. Whenever I see a homeless person on the street I always give them a dollar.
36. I've written a fantasy novel. Its 390 pages.
37. I love all types of dark chocolate.
38. I love the sound of the rain against window panes.
39. I love when it rains on slick streets with low lit lamplight. It creates a mirrored sheen that's fascinating to me.
40. My favorite books of the bible are Acts, 1 & 2 Peter and John.
41. Every year as a child my family vacationed in Gatlinburg TN. We would hike and camp in the National Parks.
42. My favorite color has changed these last few years from violet to red. I find that strange for some odd reason.
43. I hate maynoise.
44. I recently discovered that I like mustard.
45. I'm a minimalist when it comes to decorating. I require wide open spaces.
46. I love Bob Marley. "Buffalo Soldier" is one of my favorite songs.
47. I love Rich Mullins. I have every album he ever made.
48. My best friend is a piano teacher. I've known her for over 23 years.
49. When we were little in the summertime we would pick 2 buckets full of blackberries and ask her mother to bake us a pie and she always would.
50. When I write I require absolute silence.
51. I like Chai Tea with soy milk from Starbucks.
52. I like freshly made guacamole.
53. I must be hungry while I'm writing this.
54. I married at 21 and have just had my happy 12th year anniversary.
55. I first met my husband at a Pizza Hut.
56. When I was little I would write my grandmother poems.
57. I don't like change but I've been told that I handle it well.
58. I'd much rather be hot than cold.
59. I dream in black and white and in color. Sometimes my dream starts out in black and white and then changes to color. Maybe I watched The Wizard of Oz too many times as a kid.
60. I always believed that God was good no matter what my circumstance.
61. I am neither a morning person nor a late night person. I'm a mid day person. Lucky me.
62. All the clocks in my house are slightly ahead by a few random minutes. The only time that is correct is on my cell phone.
63. Funny that I like to be on time then isn't it?
1. I love peach cobbler.
2. I was in a Black Gospel Choir in college. Sang next to a handsome boy named Leo who had a beautiful lion tattoo on his arm.
3. I always seem to dream about water. I dream I'm diving off high cliffs into the clearest bluest waters, I'm at a pool party with childhood friends, or canoeing on calm rivers, I'm walking through the sleek hip streets of New York and its raining. I think it has something to do with the Holy Spirit.
4. I can snowboard. I've had the same slick red snowboard for over ten years.
5. When I'm excited about something I tend to ramble and talk faster.
6. I have 2 cats. Gunther and Madison.
7. I've been to London. When I was young I always wanted to marry an Englishman.
8. One of my favorite characters is Sherlock Holmes. Jeremy Brett and Basil Rathbone portrayed him the best.
9. I was in a drama team ministry called LION Players.
10.I'm a fan of Lyle Lovett and have seen him in concert.
11.I also own 2 cowboy hats. One was my grandfathers.
12. My favorite t.v. shows are Monk and Dr. Who.
13. My grandfather, grandmother, mother and brother all play guitar brilliantly. I've only just started taking lessons. So I'm a little behind.
14. My grandmother's potato soup is one of my favorite things to eat. She would occasionally make it for me for breakfast as a child. Yes, I loved it that much.
15. My dad used to play the cello.
16. I admire my mother. She has never been afraid to try something new. She snowboards, ski's, plays guitar, drums and piano.
17. I went to Kent State University and had a double major in English and Journalism.
18. I can Rollerblade.
19. I occasionally dabble in painting with acrylics.
20. I love all museums.
21. My favorite artists are Georgia O'Keeffe and Monet.
22. My favorite paintings off all time are in the Chicago Museum of art. Monet's Haystacks.
23. As a child I collected stuffed animals. My favorite was a little stuffed tiger I named tony.
24. I wanted to either be a photographer or veterinarian when I was little.
25. I always believed I was beautiful no matter what other people thought.
26. I have a fear of sharks.
27. I love to travel. I've been to Las Vegas, Chicago, New York, Toronto, Niagara Falls, Baltimore, Washington, D.C., St Louis, Daytona, Orlando, Miami, Atlantic City, Boston and Nashville.
28. I tend to think in poetry.
29. In high school I played the trumpet. It was silver.
30. I'm fascinated by two things always....God and nature.
31. I have a favorite tree. Its an old oak that I would take walks too. I have kept a few small pieces of bark from it.
32. My great grandmother was a Cherokee Indian.
33. I'm fascinated by the nature of opposites. Light and dark, sun and moon ect.
32. I never wear a watch.
33. I like the quiet of airports. Maybe its because of the carpet in the aisles.
34. I've seen angels.
35. Whenever I see a homeless person on the street I always give them a dollar.
36. I've written a fantasy novel. Its 390 pages.
37. I love all types of dark chocolate.
38. I love the sound of the rain against window panes.
39. I love when it rains on slick streets with low lit lamplight. It creates a mirrored sheen that's fascinating to me.
40. My favorite books of the bible are Acts, 1 & 2 Peter and John.
41. Every year as a child my family vacationed in Gatlinburg TN. We would hike and camp in the National Parks.
42. My favorite color has changed these last few years from violet to red. I find that strange for some odd reason.
43. I hate maynoise.
44. I recently discovered that I like mustard.
45. I'm a minimalist when it comes to decorating. I require wide open spaces.
46. I love Bob Marley. "Buffalo Soldier" is one of my favorite songs.
47. I love Rich Mullins. I have every album he ever made.
48. My best friend is a piano teacher. I've known her for over 23 years.
49. When we were little in the summertime we would pick 2 buckets full of blackberries and ask her mother to bake us a pie and she always would.
50. When I write I require absolute silence.
51. I like Chai Tea with soy milk from Starbucks.
52. I like freshly made guacamole.
53. I must be hungry while I'm writing this.
54. I married at 21 and have just had my happy 12th year anniversary.
55. I first met my husband at a Pizza Hut.
56. When I was little I would write my grandmother poems.
57. I don't like change but I've been told that I handle it well.
58. I'd much rather be hot than cold.
59. I dream in black and white and in color. Sometimes my dream starts out in black and white and then changes to color. Maybe I watched The Wizard of Oz too many times as a kid.
60. I always believed that God was good no matter what my circumstance.
61. I am neither a morning person nor a late night person. I'm a mid day person. Lucky me.
62. All the clocks in my house are slightly ahead by a few random minutes. The only time that is correct is on my cell phone.
63. Funny that I like to be on time then isn't it?
Monday, April 28, 2008
Struck
When I hear the purity of sound in a lonely, lovely deeply lit cello...or in some slick renegade underground back beat of electric heart pounding drum or that singular perfect thrumming of falling Icarus guitar (you know that soul sound that makes you feel so insanely happy or beautifully sad)...something inside me holds so still as if I know the world I'm breathing in can't contain anything so beautiful. And its like the essence of time...can't seem to keep its hold on me either. Maybe its not really about the cello...necessarily...I tell myself...everyone has that perfect striking chord, that when its struck makes you feel so alive its almost painful. There is a spiritual clarity in music I find. The music speaks to your spirit before you even know what the musician is really trying to tell you. I recognize the pain, the uncertainty, the pleasure and the sheer humanity by how someone sings a single note. I'll sit and listen to a sound bite of a few seconds ten times over just here U2 sing those two words One Love and he's singing like its that prayer of the sinner laid down and choking in the dirt desolate and hungering for God. I like gospel and the blues (I'm a musical kleptomaniac stealing everything that makes my soul sing) they feel the notes besides just rushing the lyrical out of em...they take their time and make their songs that kaleidoscope of dance too. Strange to think we've been created with all these notes and chords of elegance inside of us....waiting to be struck, or lighted up, or inspired just by a work of art, a kind word or the sound of the stars. I know the stars are silent you say. Or are they?
Sometimes when I'm out walking somewhere with my headphones on...anywhere...headed to someplace and everyplace even in the moonlight..its not the place I'm really trying to get to..not really. I'm really trying to get to God in my own way...I'll walk and pray and lift my heart towards him in the only way I know how. And I know I'm walking too because I like the rhythm of my footsteps...I like just trying to be for once and not trying to become anymore. I'm attempting to be still and maybe all those musical pieces help me find some semblance of peace. There all road signs telling me ahhh....there's the beautiful...there's God working whether I'm listening to Cheryl Crow or Timbaland.
Sometimes when I'm out walking somewhere with my headphones on...anywhere...headed to someplace and everyplace even in the moonlight..its not the place I'm really trying to get to..not really. I'm really trying to get to God in my own way...I'll walk and pray and lift my heart towards him in the only way I know how. And I know I'm walking too because I like the rhythm of my footsteps...I like just trying to be for once and not trying to become anymore. I'm attempting to be still and maybe all those musical pieces help me find some semblance of peace. There all road signs telling me ahhh....there's the beautiful...there's God working whether I'm listening to Cheryl Crow or Timbaland.
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Waking Up....
To the dreamers who are delirious and maddened by their dreaming and To the poets who are spinning out their words...words that are crashing in waves....creating that ceaseless wake of beautiful and melting into all those sojourn crystal-eyed castles we've all been steadily building. We've been building them in one form or another I suppose but I'm sure you already knew that. And I think its about time I came alive again and joined your eternal promise of song. I hear it as I walk barefoot amongst the little daffodils and when I can sense the Eye oF God leaning down from the heavens towards me. There are hallelujahs in the sound of the rain and there is a glory that's buried somewhere deep in this heart that's continually bending and beating that I can't quiet explain. Does your soul ever ache with the want of wanting God? Ahh this clothed humanity...I often wish I could spread these gilded golden thoughts like wings and fly right up to God's doorstep.
Lately, I've been wondering if God gave the Apostle Paul a beautiful, velvety voice so when he was in prison bruised and sore and aching he could have a measure of comfort in singing praises when the moon silently passed upon those broken nights. I think I'm finding a song here and its more wonderful than I ever knew too Paul. Brokenness always brings revelation and I think were all a little broken and a little lost and a little lonely at times. And so I wait on God...for whenever he comes to me...making the day new again...like he does and the sun like the stars are ever so diligent in their rising and falling and breathing and hanging around... reminding me how temporal the world is and how eternal I'm meant to be.
K.Knight
Lately, I've been wondering if God gave the Apostle Paul a beautiful, velvety voice so when he was in prison bruised and sore and aching he could have a measure of comfort in singing praises when the moon silently passed upon those broken nights. I think I'm finding a song here and its more wonderful than I ever knew too Paul. Brokenness always brings revelation and I think were all a little broken and a little lost and a little lonely at times. And so I wait on God...for whenever he comes to me...making the day new again...like he does and the sun like the stars are ever so diligent in their rising and falling and breathing and hanging around... reminding me how temporal the world is and how eternal I'm meant to be.
K.Knight
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