The Promise Sun sets... on heat seared skin yet they labour. Driven by a promise Dying on hope Lost to the poor. Childish Laughter drifts away like a sweet forgotten dream nothing now comes this way all that remain Wet dirt clinging like the promise of a new harvest to come.
Tag: seeing things clearly
The Light in your Heart
The Light in your Heart That light within can never go dim never be snuffed out nor tossed about into the sea to swim or sink. That light within cannot be dismissed on a whim because it insists that it must exist where there is life. That light within can be renew on a hymn of thanksgiving for the love you display when you encourage it to stay. That light within lifts up your heart each day requiring a new start to all that you are and all the possibilities it brings. This is the light in your heart...
My One Confession
My One Confession In this dark hour when my life pride would devour, I know I can do nothing no matter what I own no matter my great feats I cannot heal without my Sustainer. I am industrious smart know all - But Father, I can do nothing be nothing, except by your grace.
Accept
Accept Accept you know but do not know. For when we don't know good things will come. When we look around the corner too soon We may fall into a trap too deep. There is no esculator up these mountains only the wind to carry us. Accept that you can't know and good things will follow.
Letting Go
Letting Go Why is so hard to let go of the worst of you? Why do we cling to things that mean us no good. We battle the demons that have no power because we holder tighter to things that would devour the progress we made. Why is it so easy to make ourselves small to crawl when we could run to bow when we could stand tall unmovable unbreakable unstoppable.
I Stand Corrected
I Stand Corrected I stand corrected, for now I truly see, the breach I have committed in not seeing your humanity. I am better than the Pharisee - is this not true? I stand corrected, for my shaky legacy of misguided hurt that led me to bury you in the dirt when I cast the first stone instead of bathing you in the light. I stand corrected for my part in not seeing the treasure you are, in my chest filled with duplicitous art.
Hold Fast
Hold Fast Hold fast to the truth the light of the sun the promise of spring to the new bloom to living water that flows from your dreams to the wonder of a child not bitten by life's poison. Hold fast to your self to the truth that never dies to the song in your heart. Hold fast to pure love forgiveness hope obsured by the clouds that part to let it through. Hold fast to those who want the best for you and do the best they can especially when they disappoint you. Hold on to what you have do not lose contact with what makes you, you to what keeps you sane that brings you back again and again from the cold pelting rains. Hold fast and don't let go...
