Hello. New-ish poem/song. I'd sing it for you but my voice is a bit raw from a slight illness. It will have to wait until next week or something. Words:
I meant to find
You know how morning comes and leaves behind
the fear that darkness crowds around you?
But, still you take your place in space and time
ignoring how the light has come through.
You don’t see the things I do,
the answers you remind me of
You believe what’s wrong with you,
but, I believe what’s meant for us
I see the light illuminate the world
with widened eyes and mind wide open.
There’s nothing left to recreate. We’re good.
We’re all that we have ever chosen.
You don’t see the things I do,
the answers you remind me of
You believe what’s wrong with you,
but, I believe what’s meant for us
You. I meant to find. I meant to find you.
You. I meant to find. I meant to find you.
You. I meant to find. I meant to find you.
You. I meant to find. I meant to find you.
- Laura Marie
P.S. I think I'm going to need a choir for the ending.
This morning I had the pleasure of beginning my birthday performing with Chris Taylor, Onel Jimenez, Tim Phillips and Justin Schneider for our friends at Rockhills Church. It was comforting to sing and play with them because this is always, as it is for many, an emotional day for me. Yes, it's a day I celebrate life but also a day that I reflect on those who lost theirs in the events that took place 10 years ago. Last year, I remembered how I woke up on 9/11 and, with my infant son in my arms, headed downstairs to tun on the news. It hit me that we have been at war his entire life and, now, at 10 years old, he has questions about the events that took place then and concern about the events that are happening now. Here in Texas, the fires have us all on edge. We were concerned for friends and family on the East coast after earthquakes and hurricanes and remain concerned for those recovering and for those devestated by drought and fire here in Texas. This is a troubling time and my son has a compassionate heart. He struggles with it.
As our friends and leaders led us in prayer this morning, they called for a moment of silence. My younger son is 6 years old and I looked out from the stage at him when the moment of silence began. He immediately started to giggle. My husband quietly shushed him. I watched him as he snuck his arm up to his mouth thinking he was going to make a funny noise to break the silence. One look from his dad stopped him. I had to smile. I am so very grateful that the gravity of the moment didn't occur to him. That's what I want for both my children. Joy and innocence for as long as possible. As my 10 year old begins to realize that the world isn't always what he wants it to be, I have no doubt that his heart will be moved to help others in need. I have no doubt that my younger son will do the same as he gets older. But, for now, on this day with it's very solemn moments, I want to take time to giggle and make silly noises too. I want to remember, not just the fear but, the innocence we had before the fear. I want to celebrate life because I'm pretty sure that those who gave theirs would want that for us just as we want it for them.
Much love to you and yours. - LM
What It's Like
I’ve been sitting pretty. I’ve been standing still.
You move me to pieces with just your force of will.
And, oh, how much I suffer for all my thinking small
while you walk up in wonder and have no fear at all
and now I’d like to know what it’s like
to have the world at your command,
drop the reigns when life gets heavy in your hands.
With a spark of youth and a heart so full,
you’re my living proof that everything is possible
and now I’d like to know what it’s like
to be you as you’re living every moment.
Must be nice to be you taking life with arms wide open.
I think I’d like to know what it’s like
Will you show the world to me, the one I need to know,
with the innocence you see so I can watch you go.
And you keep running with your head held high, your arms outstretched,
a smile the only reason why.
And now I’d like to know what it’s like
to be you as you’re living every moment.
Must be nice to be you taking life with arms wide open.
Performing songwriter. (Read like 'dancing bear' and loving it) I read, write, run and sing and never stop learning things about stuff...generally speaking.
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