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I confess

I confess...


I can't see You any better than I did yesterday,
God are you there, in those clouds that are in the way

...

If I'm here and You're there, what is that distance 
between us that seems to grow larger everyday

starving man in the desert I am
wandering to somewhere I don't know

and can't find and don't want
but now I'm heading there and don't want to go.

Please find me, God, draw near to me again
despite of my falling behind

I need You more than ever, and am less
than ready to admit it in my mind

...

I'd be very grateful, beyond all, if
if You could meet with me today

Copyright © Ryan Sheeler | Year Posted 2008



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on my hands

On my hands there are a million things
Cuts, stains and pencil marks
And a thousand little dreams

On my hands there are so many lines
Little roads leading one to another
Like moving stories of losing time

On my hands there are many words
Of joy and sorrow unrelieved
That seem precious and old

On my hands there is shame
For a friend to come near
For someone to bear my pain

On my hands there is an unseen stain
it’s someone’s blood this I know
left while I remain


Copyright © Ryan Sheeler | Year Posted 2007

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Walking In The Rain

Another day, three in a row 
the rain comes down
She found herself out in it 
walking to who knows where 
looking for a flower's bloom 
hoping to see it there

for so many years it rained 
inside of her own mind 
love pushed away, and locked 
without a key to find

the rain of all the hidden hurt 
fell like a thousand tiny drops 
as each footstep puddle sounded 
as if her heart would stop

each and every drop falls down 
into a living well 
in broken vessel empty now 
rain will someday dwell

Another day, four in a row 
the rain comes down

Copyright © Ryan Sheeler | Year Posted 2007

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in a valley dry

Is there freedom in a valley, dry? 
Hours turn into days
Without an answer

Miles and miles of
Days and days
Of walking on fire

Is it a mirage
or simply another question?
What is that up ahead?

Copyright © Ryan Sheeler | Year Posted 2007

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Is it just a dream?

Asking questions of a mind 
Was there love here… 
If time has passed like this, 
Is it just a dream? 

Then and now 
It’s hard to believe 
How strange it all seems… 
Is it just a dream? 

Are all the prayers 
Soon to slip away 
Falling like snow 
Is it just a dream? 

Seeing by candlelight 
Darkness in 
a beating heart 
Is it just a dream? 

Buried in love lost 
Time passed over 
a bridge with no end 
Is it just a dream? 

where love has gone 
Following a star, or 
Sleeping in another time 
Is it just a dream? 

Copyright © Ryan Sheeler | Year Posted 2007



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Photo Album

I keep an old photo album 
on my bottom shelf. 
I get it out every once in a while, 
just to sift the time away 

I keep a lot of pictures 
There inside that book. Some are old and a little 
Yellow now, but still somehow clear. 
Funny hair and clothes. Gigs and weddings, 
funerals and newspaper clips, 
just like time standing still 

Tonight I looked through it again, 
just knowing what I might find. 
Somehow I think my heart 
knew what it was looking for. 
by the time I got halfway through 

As I neared the end 
of this blue memory lane…I saw it again… 
the picture of you and me on our first night together. 
I remember your blue eyes, your beautiful smile…. 
I remembered you….in my heart 

You are, were, and always will be the love of my life, 
The memories came flooding back, 
too fast for words, and too strong to hold. 
I remember God smiling down on us 
As we shared our first night. 

Dear God-how I loved you 
(and still love you) so much 
But now it can’t be…when 
time and pain have driven us apart. 
How did it get this way? 

For minutes that seemed like years, 
I cried my tears on your picture 
And kissed your cheek on that page 
I was trying so hard to keep the pain away. 
But it came unrelenting… 

And I’m afraid there are 
many more tears to cry 
who knows when they’ll come 
My heart is forever yours, captured 
in a snapshot on page 24 

As I lay me down to sleep 
I pray the Lord keeps you safe 
May you feel loved tonight 
even though 
I’m very far away 

I’ll always keep your picture 
And your kiss inside my heart 
I just can’t bear to 
throw away the memory 
Of the love that we’ve lost 

Your picture is still inside 
That album on my shelf 
Sealed by tears, and prayers 
Memories too painful to hold on to, 
and too precious to let go

Copyright © Ryan Sheeler | Year Posted 2007

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Autumn Mist

Like the autumn goes…so it seems 
I wonder how the leaves know 
When to fall and drift away
Losing a loved one, is like that 
Sometimes you know it’s coming 
And sometimes it’s here and gone 
As the heart is the one left to grieve 
Wondering where and why 
it feels so empty now

Love is fleeting, love divine 
So the writers say, but still I wonder 
Why love has to hurt so much? 
Is it because true love costs so much 
But gives ever more?

Or is it because of our old wounds 
That we carry through our lives 
Like a trunk of old photos and 
memories we never want to keep 
But somehow can’t throw away

Maybe the only way to really love 
Is to really love, to give away 
More than just a feeling, and more than 
Just a greeting card, maybe 
Love is something we’re born with 
But are afraid to use

When at last we find love in the losing 
Rushing through a side door. 
Perhaps it was waiting for us, in some 
sweet and sad disguise 
Or maybe it comes upon a soul 
Like an autumn mist

Copyright © Ryan Sheeler | Year Posted 2007

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Slowly fear, and sweet

Dear God,

You've probably heard this prayer
a thousand times over, and yet
I feel like I need to say it everyday
even if it's just for me

each day I realize how scary 
this world really is
and even more how frightening 
it is inside myself 

if only it were so easy to let go
as if there is something 
I want to keep inside
like if I truly to let go
I'd lose something

even though my mind is a war zone
but there is just 
a little something that 
hangs onto the notion of You

help me to love people
outside of myself
please guide me to walk,
slowly fear, and sweet

Copyright © Ryan Sheeler | Year Posted 2007

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last dance and remembering

Last dance and remembering…

One more year gone
Another page is turned
Looking like a yearbook photo
That has me concerned

What is there left to do
What is there left to say
If another year comes faster
Than this one went away?

Each year I take a minute
To look through a folder of mine
“Personal” is the label on the faded cover
But I wonder if there’s a sign…

Of longing to remember
All of the good times I framed
In news clippings – pictures now faded
By time that’s been claimed.

So will you dance with me?
And walk with me this one last time
Through this year of love lost and won
And then through years gone by.

After all, we may not ever
Go back home again
But there is a tiny, fleeting solace in
Taking time to remember when

Copyright © Ryan Sheeler | Year Posted 2007

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...in Mean Streets

Gray sidewalk into a back alley 
Off some low, dead-end sign 
Walks a man, past 
a shadow of himself 

Who is he? Is he a brother? 
He is the least of these, the teacher said. 
He is friend to the cold and dark places… 
Do you know him? 

Listen to the stories… 

Over bridges, under streetlights; 
against the bitter wind 
These are the places they live… 
where we call ourselves “them” 

Listen to the stories… 

Where highways turn to gravel 
And lanes into sewers 
Forgotten, under glass, turned away 
By those who would not share 

It’s you, it’s me…we are they 
who sit alone in the cold 
Sleeping in the park, 
While a moment wanders by 

Listen to the stories… 

They are the beloved, 
orphans of us all, adopted by God 
They sing of wounded silence, 
longing just to know… 

Copyright © Ryan Sheeler | Year Posted 2007

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