As I was.. walking
down the street so far
Looking up at.. all the stars.. in sky..
Wondering why???
Why?? am I.. here
Alone.. within such
Without.. You
holding me.. tight
Realizing.. Now for tis
You must be free
Your Honeycomb heart
Can't be some-say tied to just me
Tis Your Like a Mustang
Running Wild & Free
The way God planned and made your
Fun-Loving heart to be
Then as I.. still am
Wondering why??
Why? must these stars
go on.. giving tis light
Why? must these flames
Within my heart.. still ignite
As hoping.. longing
anticipating
Forever more
Shall I be.. Waiting
Then I see..
Clouds form
thunder rolls in
Rain.. again
tis like tears
Within..
Wondering why??
Why must I go on..
When ? will Jesus come
I long.. to go home
For I know.. in this world
Here.. as I am..
just a stranger
ever be Alone..
for this I know
is not my home
For tis life here..
Tis I am still waiting
Is..
Now.. the end of Days
Come Lord Jesus
Take me Home..
As I pray..
If You not know Jesus
Come to Him.. Jesus.. Time is Now
Give Him Praise'
Have you ever felt that you don't belong?
If you've ever wondered at feelings so strong.
A whispering breeze in the summer-time sun.
A yearning within you;
A longing to run.
My heart longs to be where the crystal streams flow.
I yearn for the meadows where buttercups grow.
Through cities and towns, or wherever I roam,
there's no sweeter place than the valleys of home.
Sometimes a stranger may smile knowingly,
or a bird singing sweetly high up in a tree.
Maybe a flower, a hedgerow or bush.
You're suddenly feeling lost
in the rush.
Cheer up, my heart, and be still, my mind.
One day you will be again with your own kind.
Meanwhile, remember that time waits for none,
so cherish each moment...
before it is gone.
In youth I often wished on stars
I thought the largest ones came true.
But longing never got me far
So wishing ceased, long overdue.
As I matured and ventured out
Into a world so alien.
A lesson learned I had no doubt
Was always take it on the chin.
In life there are setbacks galore
A definite fact to expect
So never sit and wish for more
Since wishing is willful neglect.
When in life your dreams are plenty
Strive for them, fools wish for many.
The garden that you wander child
was mine when I had faith in earth.
I sowed the seeds, let them grow wild
but never watched a blossom's birth.
I wrung the nectar from each whorl
got drunk on laughter and on pain
but never once appriciated curls
of leaves upturned on vines to praise the rain.
My vines are crawling beauty-burdened, bent
with longing for the grapes that never grew
my tendernesses have been spent
in search of what I never knew.
And now....
I can't extract myself from past
or pause to relish moments gone
I can not capture time that fled too fast
while rushing drunk from dawn to dawn.
Reflections rage in midnight wars
upon the plains between "I Was" and "Am"
and sickle moons dissolve before
the altars of "I Could" and "Can't".
While you can still appriciate
the taste of sweetness on your tongue
my buds are bitter and irate
for flavors missed when I was young...
So sip the nectar, taste the wine,
know the depths of high and low
but don't neglect the wand'ring vines
you'll need to grow your future soul.
Lord,
How often do you call unto the hearts of your children-
always longing to bring us into places within the depths of Your Heart
wherein we have not yet been?
Always continuing to call us deeper into Your very Presence
away from the things we know,
on into those places we don’t- but You know.
We are Your people, Your special heritage-
those whom You call to represent
Your Name in this earth.
To that end:
We are the largest army that ever marched
across the face of this globe
throughout the ages.
Spanning all walks of life,
we have represented You, our one, true Lord,
not always faithfully but for the most part: YES.
It is this that we focus and concentrate on:
Your power invested and presented in each of us
to impact and effect the face of this life
and henceforth, each and every coming generation.
AMEN(So Be It!)
There is a stillness that grips me
in this moment that allows me to see
only the wind blowing through the trees
without affording my ears of its strident sound.
And harmony of heart,tickles the bells
that are pendulous across the way
from where I sleep in the quietude of light's
refractions that coruscate along this sleeping town.
I do not feel alone in this somnolent realm
that has fallen victim to its own deafening
silence of heart,muted by the facile addings
of life that equate to vacuous longing of purity.
Such a fruition of reality causes laughter
within the power of the soul that is aware
of its purpose to gain not of recognition from
spectators,listeners,readers and dung-making wares.
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~ quell the hunger ~
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~ a soul is weary ~
crying out,
wounded;-
~~ lost. ~~
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~ Gentle~ ~
~~ Hand of mercy ~~
~ willing ... forever open, ~
~ the glory of Heavens light, ~
beacon for the lost, shelter for-
the-hurting, imprisoned by their
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Acceptance is upheld by the
broken, hoping for a haven,
~~ knowing only need; ~~
~~ thirsting for peace ~~
vowing never; to-discard;
~~ living, with a faith- ~~
~ and quiet conviction ~
of no conditional regard.
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~ Lord chime Thy bell ~
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~ hold them in Thy refuge ~
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~ let your mercy cover them where they are. ~
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~~~~ Yes fulfill them with your spirit of love ~~~~~
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~ that peace may reign in their hearts;- and, in its arms their
joy;- ~
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You're going on a journey
through the most of turbulent seas,
you're longing for calm waters,
you're wanting pain at ease.
The storm feels so foreboding,
you may think this fights your own
but your family sails beside you,
so don't ever feel alone.
For every cloud that lingers
and the darkness in it's fall,
God will bring again the sunshine
and lead you safely back to shore.
She sits alone in her room
images dancing in her head ready to be transported onto the paper in front of her
coloured pencils at the ready
and the music
fitting the creative mood serves to energize her longing to draw
she doesn't need people right now
as she savors the silence that is held without and within
she sees finely toned images that
cascade from her pencil
and splash before her on the pages that start to tell of a story
An illustrated story of rathar wan small bird wanting to be an eagle
a story of inspiration of of coaching from another
to live up to her dream
her enlivened potential
that was seen in the eyes and felt in the heart of a sublime mentor
so she learned to chase rainbows
to dance on the wind and colour her world with tints and hues of joy
and as she kept on drawing
she came more and more into herself
and a fine song was finally heard.
There is within each of us
A desire to succeed,
A yearning to be loved
And a longing to fill a need.
But it’s the deeper part of us
That feels someone's pain,
As we extend our hand
Not for fortune or fame.
With our first breath
Our morals and values begin,
The lessons we grow up with
Score our lose or win.
Compassion is not a given
But a priceless work of art,
As love is a treasure
Buried deep within our heart.
We freely reach out a hand
To help a stranger or a friend,
Because love is the only first aid
Our heart needs to mend.
There is within each of us
A desire to be,
Someone special to another
Where I turns to we.
I often dream of you
with wings on clouds up high
In skies where only your streak is left un-blue
on sweet-silver winds you fly
And at days end after all into my arms you fall
When dreams come true
You often sit and stare as you soar
with such wanting I stay firmly in place
Through waters falling on cheeks of a sunny day
as a deep longing slows down thy heart's race
And as you see my smiles fall on any day you save me from my all
When dreams come true