Quick, Like a Poem

Adrenaline
As like the pages from a well worn book
Gradually grace the grooves of individuality
Push the envelope of paycheckings 
Payroll
Endorphins
Elevating the floor to an above average height
So you feel taller without even trying
So you feel lighter without even fighting
Gravity
Quick, like a poem

I'm Sorry Lord

I've been trying to figure things out my whole life
A gift You've given me of insight
But my heart and my mind were never designed

To replace You

I'm sorry Lord 
I've tried to use
Insight as catalyst
Thinking I could achieve more 
If I could just figure out what You want 
Instead of just being 
Filled enough to be poured 
I'm sorry Lord
I've not made you King
Just made you page handler 
Running my dreams 
Instead of thanking you for freeing my heart 
I've taken things that were never meant to be

But You redeem

You've been asking me to let go of time
You sent someone to tell us all to let go of 

Outcome

And Lord if time & outcome are Yours
I have no choice but to rest in this place

I have no choice but to trust You
Because the sum of probabilities for all possible outcomes is equal to one

Yours

And I'm starting to believe 
Time doesn't exist
All I can do is rest 
All I can do is rest

Return Receipts

I am thankful for the tightly sealed communication
Written with love like an autograph 
In the curves of the lines of my own nomanclature.
I am thankful for the care of the straight edges
Outlining the potential savings of purchases,
Each a representation of our saavy family connections.
I am greatful for the details of the package
A half mocking liberty bell | postage marked
So I can picture the time it took to put this in my hands,
And the courage it took to change your day.
I am happy to have these manufacturer's coupons.
But I have a secret.
In a drawer on my desk they are all there
In neat stacks
The remainders of expired conveys of affection
From 800 miles away
And maybe with all of is left
I could cash in
Just once I think I am hoping
The sealed communication
Would open to a love letter
That doesn't expect me 
To discount
That would wish I would return 
With proof of purchase 
Something the manufacturers could never store
I am thankful
Thankful for generations
Thankful for your love
Thankful I know you'll mail me more 
Maybe I should start mailing you receipts