i'm up in the sky, trying to compare.. these beautiful clouds... and the firy sunset..to something i've seen before.i can't. rolling tumults of bruised, angry clouds make me fear the near descent. my stomach turns in anticipation.imagine, speeding through those clouds with no barrier between me and the enveloping colors.the deep purple, the scorching red,the blinding yellow.then the fear is gone. you made this beautiful, ever-altering painting.you twist the winds and sculpt the horizon.you speed through creation, and I can almost hear you laughing out of pure joy, and love for all you make. and when you laugh, the colors dance and glitter and burn and warm me from the inside out.you run with clouds on the other side of this window. it all disappears into blue grey mist. a jerk, and my arms freeze, full of adrenaline.but you create turbulence to remind me that you're the one in control, not the pilot. your hand is guiding the wings of my plane. the next jump of the plane isn't so scary now. i can't wait to visit you up here again.we can see the city, you and i. i used to think it beautiful, but now... i feel your hurt. sorrow. that all those little speeding lights didn't see, didn't even look for, the masterpiece you just gave to me.help me remember.the world is so much grander than humanity.

fire.
hate.
explosions resound in my ears.
save them! save them!
pain. cries. sadness.
Lord, your blessings have become the curse of the devil.
they have become a target.
love them.
hold them.
heal them.
an unseen terror lurks in every breath.
in every dark corner.
beheld when least needed.
the breath of evil.

protect them.
save them.
love them.

ah.
so this is how it is.
this is what we are.

a dull ache coats my body.
my heart is iron in my chest.
it's not fair. it's not fair
to me,
to you.
we were unstoppable..until we tried stopping.
a million thoughts might burst two heads trying
to make it work.

but this is how we are.