3.2.05

state of the union

my mind is dull. i cant write because my emotions arent "out of balance"-maybe not out of balance but there is nothing that prescribes that i tell of. i want even these moments of absolute contentment to be overridden with uncontainable joy.

grant me this, oh lord that dictates change.

people in big black shoes they do not dance,
men in tight neckties they will not dance.

the movie charriots of fire, never seen it but have heard so many times the quote that inspired us all. "when i run i feel the joy of God." not directly running for us all but tonight i saw that. today i say the joy of god in a little boys face. he sprinted with that green baton in his hand as if to catch his Maker and have him play all sorts of silly and childish games. awana was really fun, it is not as it was. i used to dread the appraoching wednesday nights because i had no assurance of what the night would hold for me. would i explain the game well enough, would they stare with blank faces as i fumbled over the rules? NAY, i love it. esspecially the younger ones, the 4-5 yr olds. i made them run lines for 10 minutes till they were tired, then (because i love it) had them chase me around the gym till i collapsed having them all attack me and throw me to the ground. then redlight green light. my night was rad.

here is a 4 line ditty im workin on, i dont know where to go...maybe its done.

"May I ever thirst"

I woke this morn with ‘ever thirst’
was born this day ‘O! ever thirst!’
mine eye since opened to the light,
that parched my soul with 'ever thirst'

anyhooo, i work at 10:30 so now i sleep.
adam


2 comments:

Robb said...

your poem makes me thirsty.

dig the plugs.

Abigail said...

I looked for you at church! Alas you were no where to be found...