My faith tells me I will see you again
Though every step forward leaves you behind
You are finally free of heartbreak and pain
But I measure mine in everything I find
I must abandon you, to keep the comfort of my grief
On the road ahead, I will greet my ghosts
Keep watching over me, such is our belief
Although you are far away, please keep me close
Like the first snow,
Like the rain
Like the dead red leaves of autumn
Everything is gracefully falling
Into place
The way I did things before is gone
The character that did them is gone, too
I blow her away like autumn leaves
I cast her into the air like softest snow
I let her heaviness flow like water
Seeping into every in-between
Rippling, touching everything
I laugh as I go
Mother Moon whispers to me
That I am her daughter
And she has prepared a place for me
Upon her ivory shores
Where I can gaze in perfect view
At our father, Great Sun
And I’ll soak in every detail
As if the battle’s already won
The trees stand still and tall
Still, they are falling
They are shedding their old layers
They are girding their waists with ringlets, they are
Shaving bald their heads, they are
Preparing for the bare, still night of winter
To adorn themselves at dawn
The trees are standing still
Like the first snow, I am softly falling
Into the arms of grace
Like the trees, I am silently rising
Stretching out my unused wings
a free fervent feel
kindled by an unseen light~
friend that makes us heal
a fragile thread spun
holds the unknown, whispers hope~
trust what not yet won.
sunlight through the clouds,
a sudden warmth upon the face~
winds dispel the shrouds.
doubt's chill breeze may blow,
testing the weave, stretching out~
still, the string does glow
night stollers alone
guided by a distant glow~
belief in unknown
seeds beneath the soil
unseen growth, a patient wait~
life shines through one`s toil
when all seems vanished
when the path is lost to sigh~
guiding faith cherished
a gentle whisper,
across the vast and silent space~
trust turning crisper.
more than simple verse
a living, breathing essence~
holds the universe.
If they dare persecute me, let it come,
And should you ever ask, I would tell:
I constructed a faith like Noah’s Ark,
No flood nor storm could dare dispel.
A century I’d give, like Joan of Arc,
To break a deceitful Satan.
I’m a Perpetua and Felicity,
In devotion and love,
In the search for eternity,
For the true kingdom above.
I would be the last-day Stephen,
Thrust to rest for steadfast faith.
I will walk on along the path
Of a faith the grave cannot claim.
I’ll be another Paul too and Peter,
Since I cast away the fear of Agrippa.
I refuse to renounce my trust,
‘Tis not the chopping of my head that hurts
‘Tis your failure to grasp the truth
The light of the Son, the world was blest
That guides my soul to Almighty God
At His throne, on my day of judgement,
I’d hope for the other side of the sword
A kinder side, a righteous one
a Christian soul is meant to be.
IN DAILY AWARENESS OF GOD
Do not be ashamed
Of the who and whose you are:
God is mistake-free.
You’re not challenging Him,
You’re being his creation:-
You are not evil.
God does not create evil:
Live the good of you:-
Each day you grow in goodness,
Give God Thanksgiving Praise.
You’re a God servant.
Chosen to labor in love:
Serving those in need.
Reflect Simon of Cyrene:
uplifting all who need you:-
Start your day with an uplifting affirmation.
AP: 3rd place 2026
Ditching my belief?
No, small poet, awesome God,
Thanking Him for grace......
Loyal believer,
Being good to myself, Lord,
Take heart, blessings flow....
I stood in the valley looking to my left then to my right
on one side stood belief tall and strong
on the other stood disbelief saying it's not wrong
belief reached for me with steady hands
disbelief just smiled "don't be a fool"
one path was a narrow cave, I began to shake
the other was inviting and safe
which do I take
With Quran held to my chest, I looked again
the safe path glimmered in the sun
but then I noticed it was a lifeless place
my eyes wandered to the cave where prophets stood
the cave was dark but filled with dreams and ease
I grabbed a hijab, wrapped it around me ready to go
with unsteady feet I took a step
toward the cave, a place that looked uncertain from prying eyes
but the peace of Islam was waiting, welcoming, longing within
my belief is simple
i wake everyday to life
God's given me breathe
THE TRAVELLERS
A hamlet,
no larger
than a miracle,
lies before us.
A dream,
crouching uncharted
under a sea
of night sky,
unexpected
but welcome.
The sea of night
parts its waves
revealing a moonlit path
through to desert sands.
And I
lead my companions
closer to it,
lest the day dawn
and the dream fade.
While the fear
of Pharaoh’s chariots
floods our hearts.
(for unfulfilled dreams)
What could have been,
was never shown.
And leaps of faith,
were never known.
What came next,
was never owned.
Most withered in failure,
some had never grown.
But as dreams come through,
they still wander unseen.
Lost in a fog,
in a forest of weeds.
Next steps will guide them,
should all belief abound.
And will grow those dreams mighty,
in more fertile ground.
tap dance
on the floor
of the sea
in me was free
when all four elements
worked in congruity
Destined by a thread,
Stories untold,
As the sun turns red,
And the earth grows cold,
The future unseen,
The stories untold,
Life goes by day and night
Written in the stars,
Our fate takes flight,
A map of scars,
That glimmers at night,
The heavens whisper,
What time cannot hide,
A cosmic scripture,
Where dreams collide.
A pilot, a nurse, a doctor too,
These are all dreams,
That has to come true,
What is fate?
When it's a God that guides us,
Everything he has done,
Is done for us.
Destined by a thread,
Written in the stars,
What's there to fret?
When we know who we are.
I have a unwavering belief is kindness
It has an unbelievable force of power alone
An unconditional simple act or gesture
Can make such a positive difference to another when shown
~ Kindness is a little bit of loveliness ~
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