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Author Dana Redricks
June 5, 2023
In this life, we're given much to love and cherish, but all will fade away, and soon will perish, time moves swiftly, seasons come and go, and while we're here, there's so much sorrow and woe.
But for those who trust in the Lord above, there is a place of everlasting love, a home in heaven, where we will be free, from pain, heartache, and misery eternally we will be forever free.
No more tears, no more fears; we will have peace, as we rest in His love, and all sorrow will cease, for our Savior, Yeshua, has gone before to prepared a place for us, forevermore.
So, when this life may seem so brief, when trials and troubles bring us grief, we can look beyond this earthly land, and see the promise of our heavenly stand.
For in Yeshua, we have hope and love, and a place in heaven, prepared above,
So, let us walk with all our might, towards that home, so pure and bright.
Let your mind wander to mull over memories
Gently close your eyes until your worries ease
Let happiness wash over you in waves that delight
If you have faith in God, all will be alright
Not in a moment, maybe not today
Life's troubles are not here to stay
Other pandemics may happen, more horrors come along
What doesn't kill us can only make us strong
Strong enough to realise that without doubt
What brought this pandemic in can take it out
If it is an invisible enemy, the World needs to fight
We should all get together and confer with all our might
It may be a test for all to see the light of day
If we want immortality, we can't do things this way
We surround ourselves with distractions to keep our thoughts from wondering off at night and yet they do.
We shut our hearts while they scream and toss inside us
And we act as if we cannot hear them
We distance ourselves from everything that makes us happiest for no reason
Yet we pray we are thought of
Missed
And alive in one another
We show the world we are strong and invulnerable yet the hints that leak of us fail to do so
We go to bed thinking of a better day to come
Thinking we'd wakeup and hear the words we ache to listen to one more time
Yet we know every day is the same
And the days are not better than each other
We try with all our might to evoke emotion, sentiment yet we fail every night and try again everyday
What is it that drives us
Pushes us
Ails us
They are the hearts beating while we silence them
For so much more.
He ran up the telephone pole,
He did not tell us why.
He stayed there all the whole day long
Though, to talk him down, we tried.
He sat there and he meowed all day.
It was a pitiful sight.
We begged and pleaded and offered treats
And cajoled with all our might.
We had all but given up
When our little girl, who was so small
Stood under the telephone pole
And up to her cat she did call.
" Get down here right now !" she yelled
In her most indignant tone of voice
And damned if he didn't jump into her arms
Because, obviously, he had no choice.
She may have been the smallest one
Of the family that this cat had
But she was the one he held in esteem
And he didn't like her mad.
for Miranda and Max
Stars shining so bright, guiding us through this life.
Make a wish for all to be bright.
That no matter the time and space, we remember all the good in life.
That we learn from mistakes, and take all we can into our next life.
That as we grow, we let go of all the bad and learn to be happy in life.
That we shine bright, with all our might, and pray that the stars shine bright in our life.
That our loves will remember that not all is as it seems.
That love will shine through and end the pain.
That pain is but a moment in time, and pain turns to love when the light shines brightly in our life.
Shining brightly in our life makes us feel so happy, we forget all the bad and move on to live a happy life.
So, shine bright, let go of bad, and choose a life that is loving for life.
What if blue was the face on every fellow?
For we have red and we have yellow;
We have black and we have white;
All this color, and still we fight;
For we are always keeping score;
Of who has what and who has more;
Some people wish that we were green;
There is a problem with that it seems;
At the end of every day,
Envy creeps in and gets in the way.
Then it’s back to keeping score;
Of who has what and who has more;
Orange or purple could end our plight;
But poets would hate it with all our might;
For there is much more that we can do,
If all our faces were just blue,
For many are always keeping score;
Of who has what and who has more;
The answer then it seems to me;
Is to follow He who hung on a tree;
He gave us all the golden rule;
So, we would not act like fools;
Who are always keeping score;
Of who has what and who has more;
Falling from a great height.
No barrier can protect us now.
The sound of thunder crashed in the darkness.
Falling faster now. Splitting from our group.
The sounds of humming drumming directly in front - en route.
Hit the roof with full force, the wet dark slates offer no where to stay.
Slide down the cold roof into the gutter grate.
Grouped up with some old friends as we swam about.
Eventually back out to the deep blue - where we started out.
The sun baking our element making us all feel quite faint.
Oh dear we are heading upwards in a different state.
Now rolling in the vapours we stop above a street.
Now is time for the big push as we go with all our might.
Imagine the irony of such chance as we ponder when we're going down,
To see we're destined for the same roof in the same town.
Why are there stars, Mommy?
What kind of stars, my child?
You know, Mommy, sticker stars, five-pointed stars and snowflakes.
Well, how about movie stars and TV stars and sports stars too, my child?
Oh, I don't know, Mommy. Besides, I asked you first: Why are there stars?
OK, you did ask first. So, I guess I'll have to answer, not that it's easy ...
Well, each star has its own unique -- style, my child. They may be as
numerous as the sands on the seashore, as God told Abraham, yet each is
a bit different from the others, ... in size, perhaps, or color or shape, or
even purpose or destiny,...
for you see, they're kind of like us in that way, aren't they?
We're all unique, all 7 billion of us earthlings. Yet each of us has a
different mission, a different purpose, a different reason for being
here. So, too, the stars...
Yet somehow there's something more to the stars, something deeper,
isn't there, my child? ~ Yes! God made those very first lights, those
original lights of the stars like our Sun, for our Sun is a star, SO dazzling,
SO incomprehensibly bright, that He had to hide that light from us
for a while, for generations and generations, even unto our very own day
~ until we would grow in stature to be able to receive ... to receive and
see... to receive and see, and welcome! … with open arms -- with all
our heart, with all our soul, and with all our might -- that special light
~ For that light, my child, that starlight, is God's very own Light,
The Light of the Creator of the Universe Himself.
And now you know why there are stars, my child.
Tonight, as I Bid Goodnight
And switch off the Light
I get a vision of your Sight
The night is so Bright
With the twinkling Starlight
I enjoy the wind on my Face
It feels as good as Lace
Silently, I remove my Clothes
And walk out to the Mangroves
There, where we used to Burn
My tears fill up the Urn
The hard way is the way I Learn
That my Fate is to Yearn
Till the time is Right
For us to be so Tight
Rolling with all our Might
On your bed, my darling Knight!
Was Adam and Eve in the Wrong?
Is it a sacriledge to sing a Song?
A song of Admiration,
For your Companion
The trees smell Crudely
Of your perfume so Manly
The flowers cry along with Me
Without you I am so Lonely!
I can't even hear the Wolf
It howls usually, so Ferociously,
Yet, tonight it is Aloof
Just like my Symphony!
Shall the night End
Without you showing me that you do Tend
To care for my Stand?
My tears are Dry,
Even if I have no Ally
I will Hope,
And I will try to Cope
To live by your Scope!
As we stroll through this maze called life,
Filled with twists and turns at every strife,
We stumble, we fall, we lose our way,
But hope and faith lead us forward each day.
The road ahead may seem unclear,
With doubts and fears that often appear,
But with each step, we gain more insight,
And find a path that feels just right.
Though detours may slow us down,
And obstacles may cause a frown,
We push ahead with all our might,
And conquer each challenge with great delight.
For every trial makes us stronger,
And every leap brings us closer,
To the happiness we long to find,
And the peace we crave in our minds.
So let us keep on strolling and striving,
Through this maze called life, always thriving,
With love and courage as our guide,
We’ll overcome anything with ease by our side.