Silver skies, green-silhouettes shown –
Artful enchantment God has sown.
Created wisely mysteries, known.
Hidden hurts hear nature’s groan.
Gentle rains may refresh trees.
Freezing winds a life might seize.
Binding essence to falling leaves.
Shivers shape each life that flees.
Fate soon follows circumstance.
Modern travelers miss the sight.
A near uplifting lost in flight.
Speeds by like a flash of light.
Feeling favored some passers by
Pause and cheer until they die.
Feeling moments…on the fly.
Embracing nature amid its cry.
Let us remember every day.
“Replenish the earth” while on this stay.
Leave habitats for praying prey.
Enjoy our Father’s wisest way.
© February 6, 2011
Dane Smith-Johnsen
When you lose someone
You've got to move on
Or your life may be gone
We hear the sad songs
Which makes life so long
We see the tears
And have many fears
We hold onto someone
For we have to be strong
Before everything is gone
The hurt never seems to go away
But we always feel it anyways
So think of the good times
Life is a mysterious thing
Which has no ring
I saw the life of sadness,
And the life of grief.
I myself don't know,
What the open door is ?
I asked my mighty God,
To give me handful of suggestions.
Which would lead me,
To the open door.
There was no response,
I became unworthy and sad,
Whether I could know,
About the open door.
I asked all the people in my way,
About the open door;
But no one knows the -
Feelings of the open door.
I decide with open mind,
To step into the open door.
To see whether it gives me,
Life of happiness or the dark days of sorrow.
I stepped into it,
A light of colors;
Flashed into my eyes,
When I opened my eyes to greet the world.
The world was beautiful ,
But only a land of greenery.
I was abandoned to enjoy;
The happiness of life and to take part in religious matter.
I an the widow and will be a widow,
Until the course of my life.
Surviving many difficulties of injustice,
But I can't step into the open door of my life.
I will never be a part of ones life,
And will be avoided by everyone.
And offer a certain time I will be,
In my God's feet to see the open door ;
Once again in my life for the last time.
Sometimes i wished i was never born,
This life so empty and cruel.
The thought of being left alone,
Then feeling like a fool.
Now put yourself in my shoes,
And try to feel it too.
The anger, hate and bitterness,
That left me feeling blue.
Now live a life without,
The love of a parent.
The sadness from within,
So lonely but patient.
So how long does it take,
To slowly become detached.
A year, two or three,
Who really know's the fact's.
Now you know how i felt,
Throughout my entire life.
That is of course before i met,
The one my beautiful wife.
He lay awake in fear
Darkness all around
A cry escaped his voice
All ignored the sound
Unable to fend for himself
He lies there all alone
Cold, wet, and hungry
Soon he will cry no more
A cold and drafty warehouse
Is where he has to live
A mom possessed with an addiction
No affection she has to give
She leaves him crying all alone
To feed her inner demons
No second thought to her baby
All alone and helpless
Each night he spends there all alone
Shivering in the cold
No mom around to protect him
From the fear inside his soul
Many days he lies there all alone
Rotting in his mess
Until the day had finally come
Where there was no life left
On this earth for just a while
He quietly slipped away
On a night too cold
No warmth for cover
He cried his final breath
A wasted life gone too soon
No thought to what could have been
For the cradle has become his grave
To rest what is left of him
I pray to God please take his soul
And grant the life not given
Here on earth for the moment of time
This hell where he was living
If i could live life all over again,
My hand would not let go of this simple pen,
I like to let people know of my life gone by,
But it does bring a tear, a tear to my eye,
I was not lucky, and had no love,
But that does not stop me, having faith in god above,
I hope people learn from the lines i write,
As then that would make my life, my life so bright,
People judge me on my life before,
And that some-times hurts and feels so sore,
I am not the man i use to be,
So please let me live life and let me be free,
I would love to love everyone with all my heart,
But you need to know love right from the start,
His soul is absolutely empty.
He can't feel anything no more.
He ran away from world, he left it.
He ran from life - this one big store.
He closed his eyes just not to see,
He closed his ears not to hear.
He doesn't want to talk with thee,
Whom all his life he couldn't bear.
And when he closed his inner world,
While trying isolating outer one,
She came with heart that made of gold -
She melted soul, stopped his run.
She was an Angel sent from Heaven,
She saved his soul from big ruin.
And she could take his life and govern.
He didn't know what he was doing.
Anyway she wasn't lonely.
One moment broke his love and dreams.
He understood this rather strongly
And disappeared. Love not always wins.
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