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I know a man… and He understands
He made a way
Where the shadow’s preyed
He lit the day
With joy unspeakable, His gift
He holds the key
To death, hell and the grave
He knows each plea
Before the prayer is even prayed
He filled the soul
With music that speaks joy
He makes hearts whole
Replacing doubt with assurance
He guides the hand
Who simply believes in Him
He writes in the sand
Remembering we’re merely human
He lifts the load
From those who have been worried
He loved – His blood flowed
Forgiving the darkest sinner
He knew the cost
Before He came down to us
He knew we were lost
Without His gift of salvation
He gave His all
So we could be redeemed
He took the fall
Though we’re unworthy of His gift
He remembered each of us
As He hung there on that cross
He never made a fuss
Though He was completely innocent
He is the answer to my need
Filling my heart with love that believes
He came, my soul, to feed
With the wonder of grace that relieves
He is my everything
And, though I can’t understand
I’ll always shout and sing
Because this is all just as God planned.
His blessings
Arrive on the edge of the sun
Rising to pour out hope
Across shadows of the world
His blessings
Whisper through the prayers
Always alive and dancing
With inspiration and imagination
His blessings
Silence the darkness and dread
Color the heart in reflections
Of peace, joy and faith
His blessings
Come to life with every prayer
Fading doubts into the past
Penetrating the soul with thanks
His blessings
Baptize the dreams in liquid
Grace, mercy that portrays
All the wonder of His face
His blessings
Include all the love we have
Love we share and love so rare
It is like a work of art
His blessings
Imagine the way to flourish
In the worst storms, the fears
That haunt and taunt us
His blessings
Are like medicine to the spirit
Healing every affliction
With compassion that is sincere
His blessings
Reawaken the lost hope
Inspire the deepest affection
Delight, enchant and accept
His blessings
Are alive inside the soul
Of every heart who knows
Jesus is the answer to every doubt
He is alive and He is aware
Of every need or yearning we have
He answers every question, each prayer
With a kindness that blesses and assures
A kindness that relieves and soothes
A kindness that only He can provide
I’m so thankful He is living inside
Where His blessings always abide!
Tho' bore your fate 'tis artless place you lone
Your girth--your hold freedoms--your claims be more
Restrained your gambled trade choice place bemoan
Shewn thee frankly tho' toughened be your core
Afoot they'd maketh treads besought a door
Shameless their upbringing, relieves doubts--be
Natheless, some uncharted may answer for
Behold yond harbored shoreline midst the sea
Feign thunders crash a cloudless sky--unknown
Truth betold entrenched sanctioned civil war
Upheaval constants the shouldering groan
Once the tameless harmonized--nevermore
Proneness to bonds, centuries tie threescore
Their massiveness afeared--times they're dicey
Questions tumble, fumble forevermore
Behold yond harbored shoreline midst the sea
In distant sights, day or night ... the homegrown
Moonlight silhouette, an uncarved Rushmore
Picture cards, photographs of the well-known
Up, down, right, and left, all around they pour
Kids climb like Zacchaeus, the Sycamore
Still, they'll be a'wondering, what's the key
See how the waves comply, a tidal bore
Behold yond harbored shoreline midst the sea
Matthew eleven, twenty-eighth ... implore
Labored, Heavy Laden, Give Rest ... the key
Waiting ... it madeth here but naught much more
Behold yond harbored shoreline midst the sea
Sensuous lips (the depth of a man)
I kissed the most sensuous lips that I ever saw.
The most sensuous lips and I wanted more.
Her lips so soft, so gentle, so moist.
And the whispering of her voice.
Why is it that you love my lips so?
Is there something that I should know?
I said: when I kiss your lips I feel like
I am floating on air, and it relieves
All my worries and cares.
It puts me into a place I’ve never been before
And I’m wanting more and more.
It’s like taking a trip to the heavens above
And it shows me all your love.
Like a baby in the warmth of the mothers stomach
Safe and never rejected- but always protected.
How can a woman s lips put a mans soul on fire
And fill his heart with a burning desire?
How can her lips make you feel that you
Could move heaven and earth?
How can she show you what life is worth?
Her lips so gentle, so soft, so moist
So refreshing, so everlasting!
The taste of her lips like the taste of
The most desirable nectar on this earth
Filling my body and soul
Making me complete- making me whole.
Why do I love your lips so?
This is why!
And now you know.
three quintains
Husband made an announcement yesterday at five.
"I'm NOT going to Disney next week on Spring Break.
Back problems do not mix with that long twelve-hour drive,
walking theme parks for four days - another mistake."
My tail is draggin'; I can't fire up this dragon.
Oldest son is delighted, because his girlfriend
is invited to take my place, etcetera.
Younger son will miss me, and I cannot defend
my choice; for six months this has been HIS great hurrah.
Four tails are waggin'; they have fired up their dragon.
Our daughter and hubby are likewise thrilled indeed
that I'm staying home - for that relieves them of care.
Five rabbits, two dogs and a bearded dragon need
more attention than simply a "wing and a pray'r".
I'm not braggin'; but for that, I'll fire up this dragon.
-another older poem re-posting -sorry!
Dark winds blow in an unwept hollow
Parting the dreary pathway to my abode
A syringe of chills inject my quivering pores,
A lifeless shutter—the single life near to alone
The space between waiting for the inevitable pull of tears,
The feeling of my hair swiping about my face,
Relieves me little from the breeze of whispering disgrace,
As light slowly begins to dim away
I feel the ache of the chill freeze my veins,
Because I remember…just how happy they were
I see the warmth and smile of every face
I see even her—dimming as the light fades
Another shutter brings me to hysterics, stammering at the sky,
Cursing the past—an alien-crazed lullaby
Words fall in an abyss of stillness
Never arising but arousing every inner bitter
A once sunny resemblance of wing-shaped hope
Is but a shattered illusion of fate
The brink of autumn mutters reveries
As fragments of summer and spring descend
A flock of mirrored leaves—dry as death’s gaping mouth
And colder than the stranger’s heart
My arms outstretched—my tears aloof
Eyes glued to the skies—where the treetops glower
As the brown and tomb-stoned leaves began to shower
One little leaf is suddenly seen within a gleam
As the remaining sun droops its eyes in a pensive doze
The wind allows those leaves to soar—only for a moment, till they drop
My eyes remain glued to that gleam before me
That one little leaf falls like all of the others
But it is strange how it floats and sinks
Lightly—charmingly—differently…
Though lifeless, cold…and dead
His spirit calms my own soul
Like a cool, clear stream, his quiet
Soothes and silences every fear, all my tears
Even the whispers of a past where I was filled with
Dread and doubt, my light fading… fading, fading out
His nature relieves my worries
Like a summer sky, azure dreams, boundless faith
Whispers of grace restoring my light, my inspiration
My imagination colors even shadows in a smile, a joy
Felt by a heart who knows Him, the wonder, the kindness
His reassurance and abiding kindness
Like sighs from the spirit, singing sweetly
Completely assured of the music who restores
Even the laughter to the soul who knows Him, His love
Promising to release the spirit from its endless darkness
His temperament is like wisdom
Erasing every suspicion with a promise
Pure conviction, confidence in His love, His light
The rays of joy He will provide to those who know Him
His ways are comforting, palliative, gentling even the past
His essence stirs my very soul
With reflections of hope, peace and love
Hushing the furious worries and anxieties that shout
Leaving me uncertain of my place, my direction, my abilities
Needless to say, His consolation is like a breath of saving peace
His love awakens the truth in me
Love this real goes beyond words or poetry
It is a feeling – yet, more importantly, more assuredly
A person – Jesus, the One who makes me feel like I’m worthy
Even though I’m so very imperfect, so undeserving, so unsure
His love is the answer to my prayers
The sweetness in my faith, the color in grace
The murmur of belief when I don’t know the way
The relief He brings is like a solace that is heartening
His love is the breath of light poured out in my life, redeeming
His love is alive – like a fire, a desire, a light…
Raining down joy beyond knowing – all over my heart
Deep inside my soul
Where only God can grow
Seeds of passion and hope,
Vigor, stamina – fervor…
There grows a passion, a yearning
Alive, vibrating and trembling…
With a muse so wild and tempting
It feels like the fire will consume me
The blaze is vibrant and illuminates
All of my dreams – my life, my belief
The reasons I smile and laugh,
Enthusiasm that excites so I feel…
Energized, intensified, inspired
As the fire blows out the doubts
Fades away into the feelings, the thoughts
Blazing away, like a grace falling down
Reflecting all the promises in His word,
Settling the need to feel seen and heard –
I know what it means to understand…
The spirit, the fire that consumes…
Heals and relieves, comforts with a warmth
Far stronger, far brighter, far wiser…
Than any other fire – any feeling, any reality
In this glow from the inferno of my soul
There lives a hue of faith, a pure grace
That brightens every doubt and releases
The hurt from the past, erasing the pain
Destroying the insanity with flames
That abide in the truth, the knowing
That His love is always flowing…
Follow the fire with a heart who burns
Eager for the moment when His light
Will scorch away all the skepticism
With flames of believing – understanding
Erasing the darkness and shining hope
Across the moments that remind us…
His fire can truly blind us!
Remembering Paul...
Acts 9:3 (KJV) And as he journeyed, he came near Damascus: and suddenly there shined round about him a light from heaven:
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"You are standing at the crossroads,
So consider your path, your inroads."
"Your ancient ways are obsolete.
These old paths no longer compete."
"Then which path leads to blessing?
You could ask Me, or keep on guessing.
But you'd rather scheme than follow,
And moral blindness leaves you fallow,
Saying, "Everything will be all right!"
When everything is not all right!
"Our evolving wisdom achieves.
"Our evolving morality relieves."
"Your evolving wisdom deceives.
"Your evolving morality grieves."
"Why if I do not follow Your path,
Am I threatened with Your wrath?"
"You cultivate lies in your heart,
And believe it makes you stalwart.
But hardened beyond refining,
Your rebellion becomes maligning.
You continue down this path
Until all that's left is wrath."
"So do not all paths lead to You?
And if not, what is the real issue?"
"Know Me and know this to be true:
I alone control all the paths-
But only My path cures you."
They write me off when I'm down
say it's my place to underachieve
some say it to the point it's what I believe
putting belief in me makes a rumbling sound
fires deep down in me fire up breeding heat
self doubt annoys me up out of my seat
as the fury spreads new motive's found
when my thoughts obsess over the grief
and suddenly tricks pour from out my sleeve
surging tech tonic energy gains ambitious growls
shifting my focus positive with the air I breathe
and down from the bottom the tension relieves
thus propelling a catapult force up at the clouds
and I morph from my written off rock bottom seed
into a Superman circumnavigating the seas
killing the silent shy recluse now shouting loud
I may fall down, but I'm never out
and that means never, I love the doubt,
it's the start of the best I house,
I love silencing doubting mouths