Sunday, November 15, 2009
My Call
What’s my call but a vessel
A witness in retrospect
But with myself I wrestle
A victim to circumspect
Angels on high gathered round me
And sang me their golden word
Their love and strength to lift me
Till my soul soared like a bird
A witness in retrospect
But with myself I wrestle
A victim to circumspect
Angels on high gathered round me
And sang me their golden word
Their love and strength to lift me
Till my soul soared like a bird
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Emotional Rollercoaster
Backwards, sideways, and upside down
Should make me smile, instead I frown
Loops and corkscrews, gaining speed
One gives attention, the other I need
Rising high to spiral down
In my heart I slowly drown
Slowing now to catch a breath
Love is languid surly death
Drop again from fearful height
Which path of heart leads to right
Turn and twist a sudden course
Awaiting knight on gilded horse
Easing in to end the chase
Neither one will win the race
Should make me smile, instead I frown
Loops and corkscrews, gaining speed
One gives attention, the other I need
Rising high to spiral down
In my heart I slowly drown
Slowing now to catch a breath
Love is languid surly death
Drop again from fearful height
Which path of heart leads to right
Turn and twist a sudden course
Awaiting knight on gilded horse
Easing in to end the chase
Neither one will win the race
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Reflection on a Summer Day
Mine feet were firm
- upon the ground
When He coaxed my gaze
- toward His mighty crown
Those troubled clouds
- caught my eye
And welled in me
- the need to cry
Drifting silent
- through somber sky
The breeze let loose
- her siren’s sigh
I gazed ahead
- as sun broke through
It warmed my blood
- with reverence true
- upon the ground
When He coaxed my gaze
- toward His mighty crown
Those troubled clouds
- caught my eye
And welled in me
- the need to cry
Drifting silent
- through somber sky
The breeze let loose
- her siren’s sigh
I gazed ahead
- as sun broke through
It warmed my blood
- with reverence true
Friday, November 6, 2009
'neath the mulberry tree
Always faithful by my side
For you my friend today I cried
I’ve buried you ‘neath the mulberry tree
The changing leaves for you to see
I quietly watched you slip away
From my heart you’ll never stray
I’ve buried you ’neath the mulberry tree
The summer flowers for you to see
Struggling to prolong your death
You gave love ’til dying breath
I’ve buried you ’neath the mulberry tree
Our changing lives for you to see
Today my friend I’ve said goodbye
But carry your spirit ‘til I die
I’ve buried you ‘neath the mulberry tree
Ever intertwined in our lives you’ll be
Monday, November 2, 2009
My Muse
Muse and art an inspiration
Yet to His work dedication
Failing eyes to see His glory
Rendering me to tell His story
In His love I can’t regret
Endless quest to ease our debt
Never fail to raise my spirit
Destiny, I can not fear it
Muse reflects an amazing gift
Yet through my thoughts I must sift
Mental notes flit through my mind
Until of consciousness I’m blind
Silent tears to right our wrongs
Endless prose will fill our songs
Muse in many different type
Yet in vision always ripe
Proof of His ever-lasting love
Owe my work to Him above
Writing in His glorious name
Every verse is not the same
Reveling in this wondrous game
Yet to His work dedication
Failing eyes to see His glory
Rendering me to tell His story
In His love I can’t regret
Endless quest to ease our debt
Never fail to raise my spirit
Destiny, I can not fear it
Muse reflects an amazing gift
Yet through my thoughts I must sift
Mental notes flit through my mind
Until of consciousness I’m blind
Silent tears to right our wrongs
Endless prose will fill our songs
Muse in many different type
Yet in vision always ripe
Proof of His ever-lasting love
Owe my work to Him above
Writing in His glorious name
Every verse is not the same
Reveling in this wondrous game
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Finding Inspiration
To be creative I must waste my time
Clear my head and be sublime
Find my muse and set it free
Let the words come in to me
Venture mourning and venture death
Give every word it’s living breath
Clear my head and be sublime
Find my muse and set it free
Let the words come in to me
Venture mourning and venture death
Give every word it’s living breath
We
We
You were
Once mine
Always mine
Never mine again
I was
Always me
Eternally me
Not enough to be
You are
Gone away
Far away
Never going to stay
I am
Set free
Flying free
Open eyes to see
You were
Once mine
Always mine
Never mine again
I was
Always me
Eternally me
Not enough to be
You are
Gone away
Far away
Never going to stay
I am
Set free
Flying free
Open eyes to see
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