Swallowed by the Sun

 Swallowed by the Sun
 The Sun
 That Fiery burning orb
 Of our earth he is the lord
 For surely, all life here below
 without its heated glow
 Would die
 Be dark
 Encrusted by the cold
 Death for every plant,
 Would soon ensue
 Even for me & you
 For sure 
 It is a paradox
 Yet, Swallowed by the sun
 No one could survive
 Burnt to a crisp
 I most assuredly would die
 However. . . ,
 There is another sun
 More glorious than you
 To be swallowed 
 By this SON
 Only brings us to
 Love, joy 
 Beyond my poor
 To see
 So swallow me Lord Jesus
 Engulf me in your glory
 It is my same old story.
 For You, 
 My pain-filled heart bleeds
 Only Your precious warmth
 Brings the life I truly need
 Inside your burning light
 I am allowed to see
 So I fall to my knees
 Beg, implore
 Swallow me Lord
 Let me live, breathe, exist
 Your Glistening, 
 Golden Glory!!

Read for FREE the first two chapters of my book, WHEN HEAVEN SIGHS, on this blog site http://www.soul-sails.com/Book. Have a very Merry Christmas and may God bless your new year!!

The Flying V!

 The Flying V
 It flies, zooms
 Moving so fast
 At first I cannot see
 What this flying
 Abstraction, monstrosity
 Must be
 It is a flying V!
 It moves, zips
 With so much speed
 I cannot see
 Its shape
 So I reach an arm
 To reach for its tip
 At firsts it eludes
 But I continue to
 Until I reach 
 Into the air
 Then turn to stare
 At what lies 
 Within my hands
 It is the letter 
 Well, this was not
 Within my day’s plan!
 Never would I have guessed
 If I had been put to the test
 That such a symbol
 Would belong
 To such as I
 What could this mean
 Then I too began to tremble
 Until a hand
 Reached from behind
 It is for you a sign
 A man smiled
 As he spoke
 Do you not see
 What this flying V
 Stands for?
 I shook my head 
 As He spoke His
 Words were slow
 Listen carefully
 He said
 And I will show
 Its meaning
 He removed His robe
 His body was scarred
 His perfect flesh 
 Had been deeply marred
 Yes, my flesh was
 I died in disgrace
 For you
 Yet within my nail-scarred
 I hold the Promised Land
 Waiting for you
 It takes a deep belief
 Faith in me
 This is for your
 Most sincere relief
 From your own
 No more will it win
 I destroyed that 
 The hold
 It had on you
 This V is a sign
 Of my complete
 Over all that enslaved
 Each child of mine
 I saved the day
 No more will hell
 Or death have its way
 With you
 As I watched
 His arms He raised
 In that perfect stance
 Of old
 It took only one glance
 For me to know
 Over His head
 His arms they formed that
 Perfect V
 On display
 For everyone forever
 & always to see!!
 And I could see
 Of that which
 He spoke
 He had removed
 That darkest of yokes
 My sin 

Refreshing #2

O Holy Night
 If you will
 For a minute or two
 Will not cause you
 Extravagant pain
 May be possibly
 Worth what
 You might gain
 Sit back, relax
 In your most
 Comfortable chair
 Shake your head
 Let the wings of 
 Your imagination’s
 Mind Soar
 Above your daily cares
 To the words in
 An ancient book
 Take a lingering look
 Words so divine
 Speak of our future
 In a different time
 To a new Heaven
 And a new Earth
 A time of complete
 Not only for our
 New bodies and souls
 But of a new city
 & planet we are told
 A new city
 Described in terms 
 Of gold and jewels
 So precious, rare
 For those
 who will
 To follow
 Stay faithful
 Even to a cross
 Be willing to 
 Suffer loss
 To be a part
 Of the New Eden
 If that book,
 Says it is so
 It is so
 In Christ’s words
 & blood written
 And in that
 Old World
 Old Order
 No more pain
 No more death
 No suffering
 So forth we
 Should Go
 To be enwrapped
 Within HIS arms
 In purest love
 & surpassing Joy!


 Death comes to all
 Separation of our spirit
 From the flesh
 Instituted by our fall
 From His grace
 Turned out of a 
 And away from 
 His face
 However, God
 Still desires
 Into His kingdom
 To come
 His planet
 Even now awash in 
 His love
 But there will 
 Be a day
 Christ did say
 When He returns
 To light the way
 To His 
 New Earth
 A separation
 Will occur
 The Sheep,
 Those he will keep
 In His love 
 But with a Holy shout
 The goats
 Will be thrown out
 Into the darkness
 Where satan awaits
 Between the fiery gates
 It is your choice
 To either praise, worship
 & rejoice
 In your
 Creator/Father/ God
 Do it now,
 While among the living
 do the giving,
 do not be 
 caught unaware
 do not miss
 your share
 of His Paradise
 Choose to go the
 Right way
 In this you do have
 The final say
 Do not reject
 Your God
 He never rejects
 Any feeble start
 Do not harden
 Your heart

You can still read the first two chapters of my book WHEN HEAVEN SIGHS for free on this blog site at http://www.soul-sails.com/Book


 Divisions, divisions
 In a Sea
 Of Faces
 Never meant
 To be
 We were
 Meant to be
 All one
 The One,
 Father, Spirit
 Holy Son
 Joined together
 In the perfect dance
 In one glance
 You can see
 This world’s
 Ultimate Unity!
 So, it does 
 Not make sense
 For God’s family
 To be so divided
 For this there 
 Stands no defense
 A church, family
 divided only
 Hurts itself
 Taking away
 Not adding
 Leaving all
 of the
 Love, Joy
 the Peace
 Steals the 
 Meant for us
 So, Holy Family
 God’s one true
 Tear down the 
 Those horrible
 Never meant 
 To be
 And we will 
 See. . . 

Ephesians 4:3 Make every effort to keep the unity of the Spirit through the bond of peace. There is one body and one Spirit, just as you were called to one hope when you were called; one Lord, one faith, one baptism; one God and Father of all who is over all and through all and in all.

1 Corinthians 1:12-13 What I mean is this: One of you says, I follow Paul; another, I follow Apollos; another, I follow Cephas; still another, I follow Christ. Is Christ divided?

I Feel Like. . .

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 I feel like
 I feel like
 A leaf,
 A snowflake
 Life goes by so fast
 Like peering in a looking glass
 Then you step away
 What was it that you, God,
 Had in mind
 When you first thought of
 Was it to rhyme a line
 So they perhaps might
 Your Face?
 Better, clearer,
 Clearer, clearer
 So they might
 Draw nearer,
 Nearer, nearer
 To You?
 Never will I know
 All answers
 This side of the grave
 Questions will there
 Always be
 As on I in frailness go.

My Existence

 My heart beats
 My lungs breathe
 I can laugh,
 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,
 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

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 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!

Money, Money

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 Money, Money
 Money, money everywhere
 Yet not enough to think with
 My soul might surely drown
 In that deafening sound
 Of the clink, clink, clink 
 Of those hard, cold coins
 As they roll, tumble & sink
 To the bottom of my cup
 From which I’m trying to sup
 I raise this now full cup
 To try and drink
 Cup’s edge at the brink
 Of my own thirsty lips
 Almost overwhelmed
 As all I can smell
 Is the odiferous stink
 Of coin’s metallic toxins
 This deadly metal’s liqueur
 I feel now most sure
 Will kill me
 My thirst t’will not abate
 Nor will it finally slake
 The pounding, roaring lust
 For more, more, more
 For money’s tempting allure
 Is there not some final cure?
 I lust 
 Yet dare not trust
 The swirling deadly liquid 
 So I will not swallow
 The poisons which
 Lie golden in the hollow
 Of My cup
 Yet with all of this said
 I toss & turn on my bed
 In the dark of midnight’s light
 Searching for an answer
 Money is not the cancer
 Itself only an answer
 To life’s most real of needs
 It is that deadly lust
 That will cause the deepest rust
 To my center’s being
 Oh, the hurtful sting
 Of my soul’s new knowledge
 So, I will try fleeing
 Flinging off the desires
 The deadly coins do sire
 In every human heart
 Turn to my inner being
 Wait for Heaven’s lights
 To cause a new way of seeing
 Of myself, yourself, this life 
 And throw off money’s 
 Most paralyzing strifes