Tag: poetry for the soul

Freedom

Freedom

What does any of us know
about freedom?

Have you felt high
knowing no fear.

You walk down the road
with steps light like the air.

Have you felt the wind
sweep you along.

Knowing worldly cares
do not belong
where you are.

Freedom is the treasure
when you have nothing,
owe no one
and belong to no doctrine.

Freedom is a fat camel
that glides through the needle's eye:

unbothered
unprepared
but unencumbered
by Life's cares.

Freedom is losing it all
but knowing finally
you have gained your soul
by breaking through life's prison walls.

Blessed Life

 Blessed Life

Everything worthwhile is up hill
and the Son shines there the brightest.
A blessed life gives life,
abundantly,
continually,
without fail.
A blessed life lets you follow
a stream of comfort when you are low
and makes your faith grow and grow.
It lets you leave the darkness behind
to follow the light.
It takes you from the end
and brings you to a newness
you could never comprehend,
unless you had seen it.
Your problem meets your best life,
with your blessed life,
cries with joy and surrenders all.
At the core is the source of all life
and whatever you lose
will come right back to you.
That is a blessed life.
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Stuff

Stuff

Stuff's just stuff
nothing much
can be realised
with stuff.
More money, cars and so much stuff
just not enough
to keep you satisfied.
Stuff gets damaged
stuff gets destroyed
stuff doesn't matter
when they become your toys.
Stuff is a choice of whether you have enough
Stuff are just stuff
in the end,
they do not matter.

Wait

Wait

Now wait.
Wait,
wait the livelong day,
the steps may be shorter here
and you may fall.
you may be tired
but wait.
it's hard 
when the way is cloudy
and everything seems in vain,
wait.
The waiting is hard
but wait.

You move premature
grab at straws,
fall,
into detours
that make you obscure.

Wait,
and while you wait,
pray.

Dis ease

Dis ease

Discomfort
disagrees,
causes dismay
and distrust
causing dislike.

Dis ease
disconnects
disgracefully,
dismisses
disintoxication
disrespectfully.
makes you its slave.

Dis ease in the body
will make you sorry
if with it you tarry too long
and make it feel like it belongs.

But For the Grace of God…

But For the Grace of God...

But for the grace of God
there go I...
Broken I am not
defeated no more
I can speak
of past disasters 
that remained untold.
But for the grace of God
I can stand
after sitting in decay
to the Light I prayed
I said yes and was blessed
for I could have been like the rest
forgotten,
downtrodden, 
but my weakness I confessed
and by grace finished the test.
Now I know,
but for the grace of God
there I go.

Long Walk to Nowhere

Long Walk to Nowhere

You are free
but your mind,
you mind
cannot see
the destiny
waiting for you to achieve.
You walk unbound
But the mind
is bogged down
to the ground
by a stubborn will
to see your smallness.
So you walk around
and around
make a journey to nowhere
so you can find your success
although it was always there
hiding under the rumpled doubts
inside you mind.