ExistenceMy heart beats
My lungs breathe
I can laugh,
Play,
Savor the day
I exist
My thoughts are
My own
In my head
They have found
A home
Within to rest
Put me to the test
Will I or won’t I
Do this or that
I can hear these,
My thoughts
For you see
This is the real
You and me
A living breathing
Spirit, soul
Only temporarily,
For now
Attached to this
mortal shell
Given a chance
to grow
Get to know
The One who runs
The universe
And beyond,
Transcendent,
With His Son
For one day He
Has promised
He will come
This living,
breathing Son
Shining in all His splendor
This wonderful Giver
Of our Life
This gift of
Our Existence!
My Debts Up to my eyeballs in debt
I sigh I moan
I truly, deeply regret
What I have done
To myself
No one else to blame
Oh, the embarrassing shame!
Oh, what I cannot claim
Of wisdom
Loud commercials
Made it seem so real
Oh, their endless appeal
So, I got sucked in
By the alluring din
Of a greedy world
So now I am an endless slave
This I can mostly certainly say
Onward I go
Trying to show
A new confidence
I slug away
Each morning, new day
At the mountainous debt
Trying to correct
This wreck
I’ve made of my life
I know it will end
And I will never, ever,
Ever again spend
Myself into this death march
toward another fresh & open
financial grave
Probably not such a good poem for this time of year, right before the biggest gift giving holiday, but still timely I hope. Remember it’s only one day out of the year. Remember God loves you and wants only the best for you and your family. Have a blessed and peace filled day!
Revolutionary’s SoundsWhirling, twirling
Swept up into the air
Revolutionary sounds
Were everywhere,
all around
Ignored they were
But they were heaven’s cure
For what was wrong
Within the songs
Of man
For all our evil,
Corruption unbound,
Still they refused to see
What God had pleased
To send them
So only a few listened
To the man on the cross
Ignoring from his lips
The purest, shining gloss
Of a revolution’s sounds
Bringing words of
Great worth
Love, joy, peace
To His earth
Heaven’s purest, pearls
Our souls He did seek
And so Christ did die
On the very rocky ground
He had created
Our God,
Alone and bound
But still left behind
For those who choose
The fiery, purest joy of
His Revolutionary’s Sounds!!
3 Somebodies
Three on a throne
Living as one
Universe awash in
Their love
Throbbing, pulsating
In beauty
Breathing as one
More life-giving
Than any sun
A Father, Son &
Holy Spirit
Above this world
They reach to lift,
This is their unique gift
For each of us
So we are blessed
During the tests
Of these our lives
To be not loved
By just one
3 hands reach down
toward the violent sounds
of our discord and ugly abuse
of each other
3 somebodies
To conquer this world
Help us transcend
Into their joy & a
Love which never
Ever ends!!
I pray everyone can have a very God blessed day today. Praise God the Father, God the Son and God the Holy Spirit. You are completely and 100% loved.
Pocket in Your Heart
Place me in a pocket
In your heart
Where I was meant to be
From the very start
Though fear, shame
Humiliation
Made me feel
I did not belong
satan’s lie in that
you’ve shown
The great chambers
And their walls
Within the center of
Your being
Pulsate with the call
Return to me
& I will return to you
Your Spirit cries
Cannot deny
The love throbbing
Within your voice
The greatest love
Man will ever know
Swirling, twirling
thru dark ethers
of a universe
Ends at earth
Within a holy glow
We were created
To live close
So close
To dance within the
Vapors of God's breath
Never meant for us
To be apart
Or ever face a death
But until that death
Or your return
I will willingly bend
my knee and
just wait
No more your love to spurn!
Just Pretend
Close your eyes
& just pretend
Pretend there is
No death
No Physical end
To life as it is
No purpose
For anything
All is just about
What you can see
& touch for now
No hope
If you can believe
This
Then your enemy
Has accomplished
His goal
to cover your eyes
with his deceit
he can even persuade
You to believe
Or feel that even he
Does not exist
There is no great evil
In this world
We are okay
As we are
If this had been
The truth
There would have
Been no use
Or need
For a man to die
On a cross
Heaven sent
Puts a different bent
On our ages old story
To believe in a glory
Temporarily unseen
By human eyes
Someday will rip
Open the skies
Return in full power
Unknown may be
The day or hour
But Christ’s words
Promise it clearly
& for sure!
