Love Rescue Me

Love rescue me
Come forth and speak to me
Raise me up and don't let me fall
No man is my enemy
My own hands imprison me
Love rescue me

Many strangers have I met
On the road to my regret
Many lost who seek to find themselves in me
They ask me to reveal
The very thoughts they would conceal
Love rescue me

And the sun in the sky
Makes a shadow of you and I
Stretching out as the sun sinks in the sea
I'm here without a name
In the palace of my shame
I said, love rescue me

In the cold mirror of a glass
I see my reflection pass
See the dark shades of what I used to be
See the purple of her eyes
The scarlet of my lies
Love rescue me

Yea, though I walk
In the valley of shadow
Yea, I will fear no evil
I have cursed thy rod and staff
They no longer comfort me
Love rescue me


I said love
Climb up the mountains,
I said love, oh my love
On the hill of the son
I'm on the eve of a storm
And my word you must believe in
Oh, I said love, rescue me


Yeah I'm here without a name
In the palace of my shame
I said love rescue me

I've conquered my past
The future is here at last
I stand at the entrance
To a new world I can see
The ruins to the right of me
Will soon have lost sight of me
Love rescue me

Sept 1

So today was not much of anything....no plea entered.  Court adjourned until November 22.  Not much else to report about that.

Tonight i would like to share some poems.  As you all know, Daniel was a poet.  His writings are nothing short of phenomenal.  I look forward to sharing bits and pieces of his life.

It turns out that Daniel wasn't our only poet.  Both his sister Lainey, and his cousin Chelsea have written poems for him and about him.  They are both heart wrenching and beautiful at the same time. It isn't fair that they have to endure such pain at such young ages.  Here they are.

Holding My Hand 
By Lainey Thur (Daniel's baby sister) 
Age 12

Thinking of your death,
makes me look like a mess.

No one deserves this,
Especially not Mum.
No one should go through this,
It is not fun.

Nothing will be the same again,
Everything will change until the end,
Where we meet again,
And you are beside me,
Holding my hand.

You are now up above, my love.
But, in years there will be no tears,
Because you will be beside me,
Holding my hand.

My Cousin Daniel
By Chelsea Jean Thur (Daniel's cousin)
Age 12

He was caring, He was kind
He had such a creative mind
Not a day would go by
Without him saying "Hi"
His eyes sparkled in the light
His heart full of joy and might
Most say he was best
For that is not the rest
He was my cousin and my friend
I wish his life never had to end
I loved him so much
My family is crushed
He is worlds greatest creation
In his wonderful generation

Daniel loved these girls and its hard to explain to them why.  I am not even sure what advice he would give them.  He's who they would be turning to,now, if they could.

Here's to another day, with one foot in front of another.
I am forever,
Daniel's Mum