Consequences

Betrayal of trust, destroyed my ability to listen
My lack of listening may have ended in bad decisions
Our seed’s bloom is lymph and dying
It should be sprouting instead of flying
There is no survival without its roots and water
These are the results of our sins against the father
As we think on our seed, pray for mercy and grace
As we all exist a part in acceptance of heartache

AS I LISTEN TO THE SOUNDS OF LOVE

As I listen to the sounds of love
My heart leaps forward to join the melody
Longing to feel the words hold me steady


As I listen to the sounds of love
I wish you would love me like this song
I wish our love was real and strong

As I listen to the sounds of love
Our outer shell pretends and lies
My inner self aches and cries

As I listen to the sounds of love
I will stay wrapped up in the music
Where love resonates acoustic

As I listen to the sounds of love
I hear you serranading yourself
Not realizing your love has already left