Anchor to the wind
To go where it’s blowin’


If this is the narrow door,
I’ll still go through


Without a death
There’s no resurrection


Flames return to where the embers glow


What's true is a collision
Of all that's hidden from view


Do I really have it
If I have to grasp it?


I’ve never died and not survived


Only can love if it’s worth suffering
Only can start moving from the place I’m in


We’re in the night before the day
The eve of when everything’s gonna change


The promise will always be the same
Patience, my love


How do you prove you don’t need the proof?


Going in weak is only for the strong


It is love when we don’t need anything
It is love when we can hurt us
It is love not to make us afraid


Things hurt so they won’t


Hard things make themselves easy


Trust the ground of becoming


I can’t plant a seed that’s in my hand,
Have to die to rise again


I might not trust myself,
But I trust me trusting you


There’s a day coming
Soon—
It only speaks love
Only beckons peace
Only whispers hope
Only gives joy
Only gotta hold on


Desire for redemption,
An eternal enough


We said “I do”
And our bodies combined
The mystery got a clue
The journey has a sign


The clearest light carries every color


All that’s left is history’s quest:
To remind us of what is not yet


The chance to break your heart
Is the cost of counting love as art


Do you think the Father ever tells the Son to stay in his lane?


Wounds to wombs;
Love is its own reward


I can lose every battle ‘cause this is no war,
Chalk up the zeros ‘cause there is no score


There’s always room for hope when nothing stays the same


Joy comes in the mo(μ)rning


There’s no such thing as failure,
‘Cause patience waits until unti


In this world you will have trouble, trouble, trouble


Being saved from a far worse fate
Is the type of pain that never comes too late


Before the dawn of dawn
You can’t tell how long
The light has been waiting


Like zero to a one
You can’t imagine what is unimaginable
Until it comes


Before the raising of the dead
The end looks like the end
Until it’s the beginning


We’re free to see
That we are not alone


I don’t remember being born,
I had no choice in matter,
My existence was desired


The kingdom isn’t mine,
It isn’t yours,
So I have nothing to defend


You can’t measure what doesn’t change,
A steady state,
The only thing you really want


Everything I lost is everything I gained


The past is a companion
That you make your future’s friend


Hope is only hope
If it can end


Beauty can grow out of anything,
Even the waste,
Even the suffering


Beauty speaks in silence to say what’s true


Run from the running,
Escape the escape