Peace of mind prevails
since truth never fails
yet heart sans love ails
when deceit assails
midst trial that rails...
Here's my soul now
to God does bow
with peace know-how
for prayer vow...
Spirit strives
while peace thrives
to reach lives...
Faith brings
calm rings...
peace!
I will not jump through hurdles nor hoops
I will stand on the righteousness of my Father
for He is absolute
It's not yours or my truth
But is His, He speaks it's us
up to us
To receive
For in Him we are
7/25/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr ©
Sharks in the ocean, killer whales -
prevalence of predators in knee deep water,
all because men know better.
They, we - bring disaster to the shore,
to the salty, silty, haven
of children, couples, the old and young.
The fascination of jaws, rows of sharp teeth,
claws at our imaginations; not as lovely
a ride as a dolphin does bring; gladly
gambolling along with a friend.
Sharks bite, out for a midnight snack…
even in the sunny hours.
Back to the salty, silty, haven -
the vacation spot, vacated
or kept on the land, not
wanting to become surf and turf, not
wanting an arm or leg
to be separated in the foam,
in the thrill of the wave.
The wave washes onto the coconut beach.
Ebb and flow of romance.
Dark shadows, inviting
and dangerous. Riveting, breathless -
the tide is precipitous. Washed up,
a half-eaten board. Bored or not,
keep limbs on loungers, toes
out of the sea. Don’t tow the line.
6/14/2023
Be as it may always be relativeness I can't believe
4/18/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
Prevalence,I embrace broken glass by chance
I've bend my eyes at the presence eclipse glance
Prevalence, my surroundings past future pretense
Eating neutered grass washing hands in warm cactus drenched
Midnight dartings
Heated snapdragons
Hell bound apprehension...
Midnight calling heated melted iron prevalence?
5/5/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020
The mountain calls for me
The Valleys in awe with me
What's wrong with me
The air and nature braces me
Cooling winds around me
What is wrong with me
Never Ending resistance
Nature's Enlistment
Prevalence reality
11/19/19
Written word by James Edward Lee Sr 2019
Tormented and tired I pick myself up to face another day.
Will it be blessed by the ever so powerful Lord?
Or will it be washed away like sand with the receding tide?
My life is twisted, with many paths leading me into greater sorrow.
Will this life I lead consume me?
Or will I survive another chance to see tomorrow?
What will become of this prestige-seeking crab who bares a soul of survival?
Will she prevail in the vast ocean waters?
Or will she die slamming against the cliffs upon a crashing wave?
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