Who Are We At Our Core

Sweet as a rose, shyly fading Beneath the stars, graceful, waiting For the gentle sun to stir, daybreak Lifting all the worries from the soul, Stirring the joy, the love, the hope Inside the one who knows, with life Laughter and tears – kissed By the dreams, the prayers, the promise Lasting kisses, sweet as the mystery Struggling to see through yesterday’s pain, Into the kindness, a moment’s peaceful rain. Vibrant as a yearning’s history, trembling With the joy, the music, the colors… Painted on the soul, renowned for the wonders, Noted by the moments, on seas of evergreen, Silent and soothing, serene like the leaves, As they dance, eagerly, in the breeze, a soft breeze. Sincere and silent, sighing – listening, Through the rustling tales, stories of grace, Nestled amid the stardust promises, Stirring faith and encouraging the rhythms, Tones so still, blindingly real… Honest in ways that will not go away, Truthful and frank, authentic Lending its poetry to the silence, Tempting away the quiet, Erasing all the darkness, the shadows Lost amid the forest’s black, Blended out of focus by mossy carpets, Quivering branches edged with wrens and robins, Appealing to the softly spoken hearts Who hear the joy in the beckoning of a dewdrop. At the core of my spirit lives a willingness To give nervous bits of my being – Little pieces of me, rounded into offerings… Kindness, gentle and graceful, Compassions that only God above Could have swirled into my blood, Pieces of light, mingled with fires so bright… Reassuring the day, breaking away – This is me, my gift to those who breathe… Silent gifts of hope and peace, Into my heart, my soul, my dreams – All the me that I can give – the me that sees… Through the starlight, into the daylight, Where there are mists of sincerity, serenity, Breathless tears meant to cleanse me… From the ways that pain can penetrate the spirit, Leaving a trail of sorrow and grief, A trail of loss that will be washed away, By the love that cures my soul’s worst heartache! Who we are at our core?... The blazing light who angels restore, The beautiful sight of hope, faith and love, The brilliant write from God’s pen – Writing our story, where at our core… There is a feeling that the love we explore… Is the perfect love that can open each door!