Tuesday, June 26, 2012

His Heart

My dad someones dad working two jobs, two too many to see someone carry and burden with the
weight of the children of the future's education, dreams because he believes you, he believes you are a vessel of greatness 

The mothers that stress and worry beyond words beyond attachment beyond meaning
the moms worrying because your life means more to them then their own
their flesh is unbreakable wall shielding the lives of the young

The sister, the sister that is jealous because she helped critique every mini scull detail in your life to make you a better person

And the brother, the brother that separates emotions from actions

A family now,  present, there and do we care?
do we realize?
evaluate contemplate the connection of lives pulling our skin forward 
Stretching our souls making us whole
becoming the people we are meant
the people we want
the people we should be 
For when we open golden gates
no judgment
no shame 
Even if a life lived with impurities  
We smile
Because we were cleansed before born
and the burden is no longer ours 
The burden never existed 
The burden doesn't belong 
Because the next phase  
The next journey 
Isn't death 
But millions of smiles accepting my one smile
and as stress tingles out through the pores of our skeleton bone home 
Contempt 
Satisfied with a home in a heart 
His heart

-grace gutekanst

Monday, June 25, 2012

4 books

So I've just started this blog.  I want to write my thoughts.  I find it so interesting to reread thoughts you once had.  A moment in my life when I thought this, said this, felt this.  The other day I bought some books in a neat little bookstore in Savannah.  Upon first entering the smell of warmth filled my body with comfort while leather and torn books caught my attention.  A beautifully old brown color ingulfed the tiny bookstore.  After getting lost in time, I went to buy the four books I hugged close to my body.  One book was a gratifying fiction, a religious fiction book filled with scripture, an old tattered blue poetry book, and a fact book about Ireland.  I feel as though I should share this as my first post because the books a person reads says a lot.  So with my first post, I told you 4 books; 4 sides of me; 4 interests I have.  I am going to write thoughts, poems, travel stories, and more.  I am grace and I am a wild child.
Welcome World!