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I pray words can come to me one day
-Without the lingering of sorrow and regret.
That one day I can trust and hope and pray
-Without remembering our woes.
I pray one day my soul to cleanse
To be awashed anew again
But today my lord I ache to know…
These words are but the shell
Of faith we used to know.
Why do I speak to thee?
When inside these vows are dead to me.
How do I find that long-lost love?
The humility and honor to know it’s true.
I can not start this book again,
And skip the pages I’d rather not see.
I can not erase the lines
That should never have to be .
So tell me Lord, how to start a different book.
Define that word “faith”,
so I can comprehend this new chapter.
Help me rember how faith and hope inspires-
And how belief creates the miracles worth living.
The cares of the world, are weighing me down.
To the point, that I wanted my thoughts; to drown.
Bills owed, finding their way to the mail box.
I want to pay them, but; I have too many roadblocks.
Collectors harassing day in and day out on the telephone.
Even on the "do not call" list they still won't leave you alone.
I try and develop a plan to suppress the harassment.
That didn't last very long, or even bring any appeasement.
The greedsome collectors send a pile, that is a waste of trees.
Just to collect their "grub" and jacked up hideous fees!
Then the greedsome collectors called me at work!
I called them back mad and was about to go berserk!
Then I received a whopping medical bill.
I felt so sick with disgust, I think I feel "ill".
In the mail was a pink envelope and what was inside?
An insurance bill that read "if not paid" then services denied.
I come home from my job feeling somber and "spent".
I opened up my check, of course; the government took their "cent".
They say when it rains, it pours.
Life’s tedious doldrums but, a different day; and more downpour!
In my perfect world......
I would spend my days where I have loved and laughed
Where I have gone befriended
With assurance in the wind, such things are never ended
I would spend each perfect day in my perfect world
Beneath the sun that warms my shoulders
And even then, when day is over
And twilight comes, and night is cold..
Stars will shine and moon will hover
Yet I'll keep warm beneath my covers...
I'll be acquainted with the gentle moon
As it takes a path upon the lake
And tall green grass that bends and shakes
And trees that whisper when evening comes
With troubles none, without a care, or worry's weight
And when I sleep, the stars in the sky
Will smooth my dreams in quietness
And all the world in peace will rest
And precious souls around me blessed...
When morning comes, without a guess
I will awake to meet my day
A day of God, a day of family, a day with friends
A day of laughter....
And love that lasts forever after....
Written for Carol's "Perfect World" contest...
when I was a little boy I ran into a little bit of bad luck
with my new slingshot I mistakenly killed my Nanna's pet duck
I was frightened and so scared that I had a panic attack
and thinking like a child I buried the duck in the back
unbeknownst to me there was a witness to this deed
I had inadvertently given my sister all the ammunition she would need
and for the entire summer she held that duck of guilt over my head
she blackmailed me to do all her chores until the day I was spirit-led
the Holy Spirit came upon me one day and told me to confess of my sins
for that would be the only way to gain control of my life once again
so with a contrite heart I went and told my Nanna what had went down
she laughed and said she wondered how long I would let my sister push me around
she said she saw me that day when I buried the duck in the backyard
and hoped that I would eventually come and tell her of my part
she was very much aware that my sister had held me in a bind
and she prayed that the teachings of the Lord would come to weigh on my mind
It was a lesson in life that I have since come to discover
that there's nothing you can hide that the Holy Spirit will not uncover
there is no thought, no deed nor anything that will remain concealed
that the light of the Lord Our God will not one day reveal
so don't let the duck of guilt be the sword that hangs over you
confess of your sins and simply live to always tell the truth
If I had one day left to live
I would sign that card to make sure my organs I give.
If I had one day left to breathe
I would spend some time just taking in the breeze.
If I had one day left alive
Living it to the fullest I would strive.
If I had one day left to pray
I would ask God for a beautiful day.
If I had one day left to enjoy
I would read my son a last bedtime story.
If I had one last meal to make,
I would eat potatoes and a real rare steak.
If I had one last dollar to spend,
I would buy something nice for my best friend.
If I had one last poem to write,
I would make sure that the words rhymed right.
If I had one last sunset to see,
I would want my wife sitting alone with me.
If I had one last gasp of air,
I would want my children all to be there.
But please don’t worry, I am really okay,
Just sitting here wondering about my last day.
On reflection what do I see?
In contrast to a younger me
do I spy cynicism in my little eye;
perhaps some regret for what could be?
On reflection what have I done?
The path I trod has led me here;
I am in this place, in this moment.
Experienced, yet each day new -
the space, the mood, each cloud formation
an innovation of fresh invention;
every dawn a rebirth; each familiar
familiarity has a contemporary hue.
The rejuvenation of night casting new light;
cleansing, healing each rueful thought.
Awakening in redemption, and grasping new
opportunity left - like a Christmas sack,
bursting with gifts, at the foot of the bed.
So as I tut and shake my head
for what could have been,
I only see what is, and all I have.
No time for reflection or regret,
I seize the day 'Carpe Diem' I say,
collect my sack of new beginnings,
and on my way. Yes, 'Carpe Diem' I say.