Carpe Diem

Carpe Diem If Heaven and Earth were to pass away and leave my words to stand on their own they would collapse from lack of support like that bridge in Minneapolis, taking my friends and family with it. My words go nowhere because they come from my lips, from my heart that beats for my flesh. When my lips no longer part, when my flesh no longer beats where will my words go? This thought keeps me awake at night, and I'm speaking out loud to you praying to ward off death because... I don't know where I am going. 21 and living with my flesh for the flesh of others but never escaping this maze of blood through veins to muscle, again and again, like the heart ache that spews from my body. I know you know these things because your Son told you how it was, just as you know that this time, this rainy day, when I part my dried lips, still parched from the words they spoke in vain last night, they are now saying, "Teach me to be like you," and you know these are the first words I've ever truly meant. To love because I can't not, to Care for someone else like I care for myself, to Believe, to Trust, these are the things I live for.