People are so beautiful
brown/tan skin
pulled
as if connecting
to her dark brown hairs
that strand by strand
are further drawn
into a neat
bun
and like grace she steps in
to get a coffee
and take a sip
a momentary dip
into heaven
a pause
from the cause
of worry
of wants
of must do's
and yet as she looks at you
her strength is hardly recognized
behind her eyes
but something about her shows
a beauty that she may not even know
I wouldn't change a thing
what a beautiful ring
that phrase sounds
in a place
where so many change, conform, fit
she is it
herself
and perfect
Monday, March 24, 2014
Oh to sit will be heaven
Exposed ceilings
tower
their genuine strength
exhibiting power
so what is this hour
to sit and watch and wait
anticipate
as thought after thought
is brought
as with a wave
punching
the sides of my mind
the powerful wave kind
the one that paddling out to
you are stretching
and pulling water with all your might
to get over the water wall
that is doubling
within your sight
fright billows up slowly
as you suddenly
feel the disparity in size
between you
and this....
oh
eyes big
you make a wish
a prayer a hope
why can't we elope
and up and over but not without
the nose pressed in
and water spilling
over the front
smack dab in your face
what a hearts race!
satin and lace
on the other side
I slide down
elated
but this time is not weighted
and slow
oh no
off again we go
as the water is piling high
seeming to touch the sky
and so I grab, pull, push
arms turning to mush
but propelled
against this beast
oh what a feast to sit will be...
tower
their genuine strength
exhibiting power
so what is this hour
to sit and watch and wait
anticipate
as thought after thought
is brought
as with a wave
punching
the sides of my mind
the powerful wave kind
the one that paddling out to
you are stretching
and pulling water with all your might
to get over the water wall
that is doubling
within your sight
fright billows up slowly
as you suddenly
feel the disparity in size
between you
and this....
oh
eyes big
you make a wish
a prayer a hope
why can't we elope
and up and over but not without
the nose pressed in
and water spilling
over the front
smack dab in your face
what a hearts race!
satin and lace
on the other side
I slide down
elated
but this time is not weighted
and slow
oh no
off again we go
as the water is piling high
seeming to touch the sky
and so I grab, pull, push
arms turning to mush
but propelled
against this beast
oh what a feast to sit will be...
Sunday, March 2, 2014
Give Me Faith
In a beautiful world
those dream moments would stay
and all day
would be lazy
and full
filled to the rim with moments by a pool
dipping into the cool
mystery
that lurks below
or the jumping and sliding
cascading down
hills covered in snow
and yet
I regret to say
it is not so
though this world is beautiful
it is broken
twisted
torn
it is rubbed in
scratched and worn
for all our trying, buying and distracting
at the end we will always come up with what we're lacking
and how we need more
when really it is all a war
a war for our mind
a war for our soul
a war for control
and so as the world plunges at you with
this and with that
and your hopes are shattered
and fall with a splat
fill your world with songs and birds
flowers and sweet words
know that you are not alone
and though it feels it
this is not the end
You are loved, cherished, wanted
my dear dear friend
and you are not being deserted or left to die
left sitting and asking why
no, step by step He is lovingly taking your hand
and opening your heart to understand
He is here
ever near and always giving
He is bright and He is living
and He will surely be the light
that comes on at night
when all your fears are churning
and your heart is writhing and burning
and desire after desire creeps in
yes
He is there too
walking with you
holding you
He is.. "the first, the last,
our future and our past"
He is with you
Lord, please give us faith..
those dream moments would stay
and all day
would be lazy
and full
filled to the rim with moments by a pool
dipping into the cool
mystery
that lurks below
or the jumping and sliding
cascading down
hills covered in snow
and yet
I regret to say
it is not so
though this world is beautiful
it is broken
twisted
torn
it is rubbed in
scratched and worn
for all our trying, buying and distracting
at the end we will always come up with what we're lacking
and how we need more
when really it is all a war
a war for our mind
a war for our soul
a war for control
and so as the world plunges at you with
this and with that
and your hopes are shattered
and fall with a splat
fill your world with songs and birds
flowers and sweet words
know that you are not alone
and though it feels it
this is not the end
You are loved, cherished, wanted
my dear dear friend
and you are not being deserted or left to die
left sitting and asking why
no, step by step He is lovingly taking your hand
and opening your heart to understand
He is here
ever near and always giving
He is bright and He is living
and He will surely be the light
that comes on at night
when all your fears are churning
and your heart is writhing and burning
and desire after desire creeps in
yes
He is there too
walking with you
holding you
He is.. "the first, the last,
our future and our past"
He is with you
Lord, please give us faith..
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