"Nothing" To Cry About

Sometimes I cry over "nothing at all"

Stuff that is past

Pain that is gone

I mourn that it happened

Mourn even that which did not

Then dry my face because

I gave it my best shot

-DR

Everyone looks at a statement thru their own spectacles of experience.

Mine is of grit & grind. 

If I say "I cry," it's NOT a pitiful statement.

It's a statement trying to balance out wat I want to say; "Quit crying like a helpless baby! Get up & do this!"

Those types of instruction hurt when ur alrdy in pain. Therefore, I choose to point out even somebody as chipper as me cries, AND I'm still chipper. Hehe.

It's my feeble attempt to minister in someone's midnight hour wo sounding like an angry, know-it-all drill a sargeant.

:-) 

Of Fields And Friends

I left the tame pastures where grazing is blessed

Followed to desert acres where thirst never rests

You led me where Sorrow required a kiss

And Betrayal an embrace

I lost Friend Forgiveness

You introduced these companions

Not because you were cruel

But you knew of the dream I kept hidden in my skull

The pain they taught was the key to release

The passionate joy to progress in liberties

I followed you here because you said,

"For the joy of the prize you will open your head."

Now I know Sorrow like the back of my hand,

I can see him in passing when no one else can

I recognize Betrayal

And try to reconcile them all

Because that's when Forgiveness is free to come call.

Now the dream is alive and it's out in the open

Leading and calling like sirens in an ocean

And I see the green of grasses again

In patches just now, but like a great sea ahead

My shepherd whose led me thru valleys to grasses

Smiles at my skipping and glows at my laughing

He kept every tear

He felt every scream

And he used them to water the field of my dream