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Tuesday, July 17, 2018

The world is broken Lord...

The world is broken Lord;
it is  broken up into so many little pieces
People are hating Lord and this hatred is worse
than any of our worst diseases
Why can't we get along Lord
and why can't we stop fighting with one another
We are a family Lord; yet you never know this
by what we are doing to each other

And my eyes,  they keep  running, Lord, with the tears of all the nations
With every injustice and with the sighs and cries of everyone's frustrations
If only I could speak to them Lord the way You spoke to them so long ago
I would tell them all that  this hatred and   this fighting has to go..

Whether its on TV Lord or inside some dispute
that I am witnessing along the way
Your love has become an intrusion
that so many have pushed aside by what they say
But it isn't right Lord for us Your children
to ignore the world and its many needs
We have become Your followers but not beyond our words
and certainly not in any outward deeds

And my eyes,  they keep  running, Lord, with the tears of all the nations
With every injustice and with the sighs and cries of everyone's frustrations
If only I could speak to them Lord the way You spoke to them so long ago
I would tell them all that  this hatred and   this fighting has to go..

This world has forgotten Lord it has forgotten
those first days in the garden of Eden
Where we were fashioned and provided with everything
we could need or have ever have eaten
All of the beautifulness and all of the awesomeness
with which You formed us so long ago
We have traded away now for something the diabolic has promised
would help our happiness grow

And my eyes,  they keep  running, Lord, with the tears of all the nations
With every injustice and with the sighs and cries of everyone's frustrations
If only I could speak to them Lord the way You spoke to them so long ago
I would tell them all that  this hatred and   this fighting has to go..


Monday, July 16, 2018

Words for the journey

When you are giving, give with open hand
Do not count the cost or proudly stand
For if you are caring and if you are kind
The act of giving will  bless your mind

Whenever you're praying or singing praise
Do not over shout or flaunt your ways
For the God who sees and the God who knows
Will bless the one who humbly glows...

When life is tough and your road too long
Do not fuss or fret or claim its  wrong
For the timing's right and the route is clear
If you'll walk by faith His voice you'll hear..

When night's approaching or the break of dawn
There's still  a song for you to carry on
The melody of hope and that of peace
So do your part and share this sweet release...


Saturday, July 14, 2018

In my hands, I do hold

In my hands, I do hold,
All of God's healing, I am told..
Yet, I am hesitant and I am afraid
So all of God's work for me is delayed

The brokenhearted are at my door
Seeking a handout, and something more
But they are waiting, and waiting long
For my spirit to become more strong

In my hands, I do hold,
All of God's healing, I am told..
Yet, I am hesitant and I am afraid
So all of God's work for me is delayed

The troubled spirits and the deranged
Are walking alone,  like souls estranged
But people flee them and people try
To avoid their encounter: oh my, oh my...

In my hands, I do hold,
All of God's healing, I am told..
Yet, I am hesitant and I am afraid
So all of God's work for me is delayed

With all of my vision, I  can see
All of the wounded of humanity
The poor, the orphaned...the undefined
Are some of those, who are now in  line..

In my hands, I do hold,
All of God's healing, I am told..
Yet, I am hesitant and I am afraid
So all of God's work for me is delayed

The sounds, the echoes...of my past
Are in my spirit and on full blast
They seek to stifle and to disrupt
But God's grace keeps saying  "I am enough"

In my hands, I do hold,
All of God's healing, I am told..
Yet, I am hesitant and I am afraid
So all of God's work for me is delayed

These words, these lyrics, of this song
They are also yours...so sing along
Today's the day ..the new start of you
Doing all that you were meant to do...

In my hands, I do hold,
All of God's healing, I am told..
Yet, I am hesitant and I am afraid
So all of God's work for me is delayed



Friday, July 13, 2018

So, here I go....

In the morning let me praise You
With my words allow You to shine through
Touching creatures and touching people
Without a pulpit or even a steeple

So here I go into my morning
Shining Your Light without a warning
To a world so needful and hurting
I am Your ambassador with a hope alerting..

When I'm working, oh let me bring You
To my coworkers and the projects I may do
For You are the Power behind my being
And it is You, the world should be seeing

So here I go into my morning
Shining Your Light without a warning
To a world so needful and hurting
I am Your ambassador with a hope alerting..

When inside company, let me be You
Speaking a hopefulness in all I do
Not with  preachiness ...but pure love
I will encourage others to seek You above...

So here I go into my morning
Shining Your Light without a warning
To a world so needful and hurting
I am Your ambassador with a hope alerting..


Wednesday, July 11, 2018

What are you doing.....?

What is it, you're pursuing,  with all of your might
Is it selfishness, selflessnes; darkness or light?
The source of your seeking.. the reason for your run:
What is it, that motivates you, to get everything done?

With everything that's happening in the busy-ness of your day
Have you stopped for a moment to consider your way
For what are you doing this ...and for what do you seek
Have you gotten into a routine that won't make you unique..?

The hours and the minutes and the seconds of each day
They are passing and evolving and filling our way
But what of our activities and and what of our stride
Will we lay down each evening and know a healthy pride??


Monday, July 9, 2018

The storms we need

 The rain is creating her own melody
 Of soothing-ness and serenity
 Soaking the earth ..so parched and dry
 And leaving her rainbows..in the sky

 The skies all graying produce their lights
 Of awe inspiring lightning strikes
 They flash, they fizzle, they move so quick
 Heavens own version of the neon stick..

 All glowing and shaking, the skies above
 Thunder with echoes of limitless love
 Ominously rumbling with its frightening sound
 Thunder is helping the earth and the ground

 And after all these storms, so loud and clear
 A sign in the skies is reminding us all here
 That shaking and trembling may take over our land
But we will be okay again: do you understand ?



Friday, July 6, 2018

He drank his life away...

He drank his life away.. yet he had it under control
This is what he said ... when the questions started to roll
A little bit won't hurt you . it helps me to calm down
When they carried him away empty bottles were all around

And he loved to drink his wiskey and he loved his finest wine
Whenever you'd go to visit .. he tempt you all the time
With another type of  liquor:  a margarita or a gin
He had a big variety .. it was killing him deep within

He drank his life away.. yet he had it under control
This is what he said.. when the questions started to roll
A little bit won't hurt you . it helps me to calm down
When they carried him away empty bottles were all around

Soon he'd seemed to struggle with the words he wanted to say
He never could understand it.. what was eating his brain away
But the liquid inside the glasses.. he poured when he got home
Were the demons he'd never acknowledge yet they did freely roam

He drank his life away.. yet he had it under control
This is what he said.. when the questions started to roll
A little bit won't hurt you . it helps me to calm down
When they carried him away empty bottles were all around

It seems to be so acceptable a very cultural thing to do
For all of the major networks are advertising it to me and you:
The bottles of the Ole Jack Daniels the Michelobs and Miller lite
Never get followed up by the medical warnings or some insight...

He drank his life away.. yet he had it under control
This is what he said.. when the questions started to roll
A little bit won't hurt you . it helps me to calm down
When they carried him away empty bottles were all around

Why was it he poured those glasses of liquor so many times
He had everything he'd ever wanted but must we read between the lines
He was trying to cover up some something that he could never tell
So he smiled beneath that whiskey and that bottle that made him swell

He drank his life away.. yet he had it under control
This is what he said.. when the questions started to roll
A little bit won't hurt you . it helps me to calm down
When they carried him away empty bottles were all around



Wednesday, July 4, 2018

Stand up for the red, the white, the blue...

In this land, so bold and free
Where we celebrate our liberty
We should stop and consider well
We're not free ..can't you tell...

The media and the press
Hold us captive, and create stress
And though we cannot really see
We're all locked up: both  you and me..

The rights we fought to acquire
Are all destroyed by the global liar
Who, in an instant, can train our mind
To believe whatever it claims to find..

Would that we could walk away
From all of the gossip of the day
Oh .. we'd be quickly criticized
And from all our circles ostracized..

When the evil one is able to deceive
Creating divisions without reprieve..
We know it deep inside our heart
A revolution is soon to start...

Love for the foreigner is all good
When we love our country as we should
But how pitiful is the day
When we let the foreigner destroy our way

Today I am challenging each of  you
To stand up for the red, the white, the blue
And as our freedom was bravely bought
Strive to create unity like you ought..



Tuesday, July 3, 2018

God's love displayed

The cicadas are singing ..the sparrows are too
A whole ensemble of melodies is now coming through..
For the morning has awakened, with vibrancy and joy
Can you hear all the lyrics of the songs she deploys..

Before all of the mugginess, or the heat of the day;
The sweet wind is whispering, a coolness my way..
She's singing out her symphonies, through all come her voice:
Our dear Mother Earth is offering to all of us a choice..

To sit down and to savor it: the loveliness sublime
We  are all being invited if we just make some time..
It isn't at all burdensome or a taxing thing to do..
Will you take time this morning or this evening .. will you?

A few minutes in  the daylight or a few moments each night
Can serve to refresh us; if we figure things right
For the plant-lets and the creatures and the trees with their shade
Are empowered with a mission:  to be God's love displayed


Monday, July 2, 2018

Thoughts and more thoughts.

The hours  are ticking away and slowly the new dawn
Slips into the activities, like the squirrels upon the lawn
For beautiful though she be, there are the have to's to be done
and the memories of this morning will be silenced by our run...

So I savor them: every moment, every second of this grace
That puts me into her arms like a child in some safe place
Resting inside her quietness and basking inside of her light
I bid this sacred princess to share with me some inner sight..

These mimosas of the morn are not found inside some book;
But await our inner gaze as we jump inside to look
At the questions of the heart, that beats with rarest joy
Whenever we are included in these sweet seconds that deploy..

Immeasurable in the value, these jewel-lets of sacred ryhme
Put us into a pause that cannot be held by space or time
And  transcending the rules of dimensions and ever measured pace
We breathe inside the Eternal the effects of lasting grace..

Time is our own creation and it ceases to be above
So let us use it for God's glory and learn to live and love
Every creature and every moment; every element far and near
Until we arrive at our completion for, for each other we are here...


Sunday, July 1, 2018

News Flash...

Our time, here,  is too short for us to fuss or fight
We have all these moments, here, to share our light
Robed in the greatest of God,  we can always give
This warring world, our reasons, to peaceably live...

See, how many there are, who fail to really see...
Our reason for being here, our ultimate destiny..
Caught up in the foolishness of our present day
We stumble and fall, over the things,  that clutter our way..

Just enough to be .. is all we ever really  need
Yet so many gather around the fields of endless greed
Would that we could fully understand ...what true happiness is...
We would all stop trying to acquire such an abundant-ness



Saturday, June 30, 2018

All that loving light, inside of you

Oh, would you tell me:  Do you care
About every person..everywhere?
Do you nurture it: the Love Divine
And if you do ..do you let it shine?

For all the world has turned irate
Given to quarrel and political debate
The world is needing it oh yes they do 
All that loving light, inside of you...

When you rise up...every day:
Is love the light ..that lights your way
Do you resolve it ..the moment you start
To love every being with all your heart

For all the world has turned irate
Given to quarrel and political debate
The world is needing it oh yes they do 
All that loving light, inside of you...

Today, tomorrow and even next year
All the world is needing to hear
That love's the answer to every wrong
If we really wanted to; we could get along

For all the world has turned irate
Given to quarrel and political debate
The world is needing it oh yes they do 
All that loving light, inside of you...

As you're reading this: do you smile
Thinking: "how marvelous, for a little  awhile"
But to continue it ..with relentless pace
We'd need a miracle and all God's grace

For all the world has turned irate
Given to quarrel and political debate
The world is needing it oh yes they do 
All that loving light, inside of you...



Friday, June 29, 2018

It's a beautiful sight

Four thirty, this morning, and chirping away
Birds are all ready, with so much to say
Not everyone can hear them, for many still sleep
How privileged I am, with the hours that I keep..

The branches are waving, with the help from the wind
And grass blades are singing: "It's time to begin"
"Rise up with the sunrise and open your eyes:
So many, the blessings, that fall from the skies..

A new day's upon us, it's glowing so bright..
The critters are romping..it's a beautiful sight.
A little seed and silence and a visit outside
Will fill one with a wonder it's impossible to hide..


Thursday, June 28, 2018

Simple revelations

Tell me, tell me, if you will..
Are you silent, are you still:
When the morning star appears
And invites us all  with gentle cheers

Do you ever take the time
To hear the earth inside her rhyme;
And taking vibes from all the wind
Does your soul stir deep within?

With all the angels can you hear
The eternal voice's atmosphere
And do you try with all your might:
To capture day and capture night?

Of all the wonders we have around,
The greatest ones create no sound
So we must look and we must see
What speaks without voice to you and me

Like a rising mountain top
Creation bids us all to stop
For in her arms and and in her breeze
Rests the One that  no one sees

Not in buildings, not in space
Does the Almighty confine His Grace
But in the  beauty and in  the love
We can connect to this God above

Would you take some time today
To listen a moment along your way
To  hear what's sacred and what's near
Though beyond what we can call clear.



Wednesday, June 27, 2018

Boundaries...

Together we can do so very much
But, for many, this idea is so out of touch
Instead we're content to rabble and ride
On political viewpoints that crush and divide

We want all the world to see our view
Despite the cost it may place on you..
So we push and push with our rants irate
And create through our protests:  an un-divided state.

Perhaps if we were all schooled in a little law
We'd change our view on what we saw
We'd see our family: the United states
Exposed and vulnerable and needing some gates


Tuesday, June 26, 2018

Please help me understand..

Please help me understand
What is going on inside our land
Oh..can you help me see
Why there's so much animosity

In this land so bold and free
Why aren't we learning: you and me
How to love and how to care
For every person every where

Please help me understand
What is going on inside our land
Oh..can you help me see
Why there's so much animosity

Looking left and looking right
Nobody's really using the Light
Instead we're choosing ( you and me)
What is divisive: can't you see..

Please help me understand
What is going on inside our land
Oh..can you help me see
Why there's so much animosity

If only we were really seeking  peace
All this warring would finally cease
But you and I just can't agree
That there's so much we fail to see..

Please help me understand
What is going on inside our land
Oh..can you help me see
Why there's so much animosity

I want to know it:  yes I do
Why we cannot find it: all the truth
And instead of pushing our own way
We try to bring unity to our day

Please help me understand
What is going on inside our land
Oh..can you help me see
Why there's so much animosity


Sunday, June 24, 2018

We should thank Him always

I open my eyes up and I see God's grace
In every moment and in every place
In the roof above me and in earth's ground
I can feel God's Providence: it's all around

So let's sing each morning and let's sing at night
We should thank Him always  : this Giver of light
For everything living; and for everything here
We should show our gratitude; for He is so dear

The storms that linger..the heat ....and the rain:
They are all God's blessings, so let's not abstain;
From praising and blessing and from our prayer
Let's let  all of the world know: that God is everywhere..

So let's sing each morning and let's sing at night
We should thank Him always: this Giver of light
For everything living; and for everything here
We should show our gratitude; for He is so dear

Sometimes we're laughing and sometimes we're not
But in all, we're  cared for; have you forgot?
The God, Who's everywhere and the God, Who's all...
Will never ever leave us... we have only to call

So let's sing each morning and let's sing at night
We should thank Him always: this Giver of light
For everything living; and for everything here
We should show our gratitude; for He is so dear




Saturday, June 23, 2018

Like angels in the wind

Singing, oh so softly, like angels in the wind
Birds are chirping sweetly over and over again
Soothing and ever cheerful these messengers release
An energy so healing; that it gives us inner peace

Whispering into the daylight, plant-lets start to dance
Echoing sounds of refreshment, asking us to chance
A moment of quiet calmness, apart from all the rest
Will we take some time now and be their honored guests

Reach out into the softness of those breezes passing by
Capture just one molecule or an atom from the sky
So much goes into this artwork  this living tapestry
Yet we fail to take a  second .  a moment to even see

Morning noon and evening we are always on the run
Everything happens so quickly: there's oodles to be done
But never did we stop to consider that we haven't a real need
To rush through every second every moment with such speed


Wednesday, June 20, 2018

Just stop...

Stop for a moment; and breathe the air
So much awesomeness...is everywhere..
Too much worrying not enough peace
Stop for a moment and then release....

Stop all you're doing and hear the sound
Of all of  this universe and all around
Quietly shouting out: touching deep within
Stop and savor it:  you can  let it in.

Stop all of your arguing; stop and share
All that is beautiful: everywhere
Time keeps on leaving us..o can't you see
Stop for a moment and let it all be....

Stop all of your fidgeting stop and care
Hold what is wonderful: here and there
Nothing is pressing us; so just be still
Stop and enjoy it all life is so  real..

Stop,just a moment, and  you will see
Life has something here for you and me
It isn't all expensive  and its not in a store
Stop and you'll find it: what your looking for..




Tuesday, June 19, 2018

Before the start of day

Tapping on my window, like a messenger of grace
A tiny little sparrow disrupts my sleeping space
He pecks away a tune then lights onto the ground
Chirping as he does an invitation to his sound

The skies are overshadowed by the grayness of the night
Which lingers on a bit as the dawn is bringing  light
Melodies are all sounding from the birds of every feather
Challenge my drooping spirit to get myself together

Earlier than the sunrise all of these songs  arise
While fluffs of floating clouds speckle up the skies
Temperatures are all soaring; humidity's all around
As the early breeze of morning carries  all this sound

Hour by hour its happening the melody of each day
And all of us can particpate as we go our way
But we must take some moments and partial out some time
So we can become the melody of our own poetic rhyme

Monday, June 18, 2018

Revolutionairies


I will hear it; and I will listen to it
 with everything that is sounding inside my heart
To all of the melodies; to all of the harmonies;
 that are giving this day her lovely start
So much, the awesomeness, so much the beautifulness
that is sounding outside the door for me
How can I not want it, and not desire for it
to become a part of my daily spirituality

The world is so amazing once you take her out of the thread
of the media and of CNN
It has become so evident that we're becoming so tainted
by the news we're taking in
Graspers of the dramatic they twist and turn what is
into some falsified form of  reality
And then present it to us; like some Gospel truth
that they are wanting us to believe

We must revive again and divorce ourselves from the trend
of following the awkward crowd
That takes its nourishment from the media
and the stories put out there, on the cloud
We can become the revolutionaries;
the rebels of the mind control that is happening every day
And show the world that happiness can be had
without the having or doing like "they say"


Sunday, June 17, 2018

Did you know...

 Today the winds are whispering such songs of gentle love
 Crying out with utmost carefulness: Give praise to God above
 He is the True Creator of the universe and all the sky
 The winds are carefullly whispering sweet songs for you and I

 The earth is humbly rumbling a soft rythmn for me and you
 It is challenging all our senses and our intellect it is true
 Through everything that is now growing and everything all around
 The earth is all transportive of the Great Immortal Sound..

 The sea is so surrendering its sounds of endless praise
 Through rushes of tides now forming and sound of crashing waves
 It is echoing all the Powerfulness and all the Majestic Might
 That began with Simple Whisperings and made both day and night.

 The hours are all expanding and all of the minutes are too
 They are carrying the Great Awakening the Eternal I Love You
 Yet we are all still sleeping and so deaf to all of this love
 The clock it keeps on ticking as He awaits us: the God above....


Wednesday, June 13, 2018

Do you have time?

Oh the soundings of this amazing early dawn
She is serenading all the creatures on the lawn
And those who wake to greet the early morning sun
Are in awe of all the activity that has already begun

The birds they wait around for their morning seed
But some will begin to peck around for what they need
All the world around me is starting to romp and creep
Through blades of grass that are slow to sigh or peep

Skies are graying because rain is wanting a little more time
To drench the earth with rythmic drops like some poetic rhyme
Fresh cooling airs are circling around as they appear
So very rare for this season and this time of year..

How beautiful, these moments, that are slowly passing away
Each second, that's expanding, has something nice to say
The words,  the sounds, are almost silent to the naked ear
So one must hush and be silent and allow the heart to hear...

Join me, now, if you think you have the will and time
To hear the earth as she is composing her poetic rhyme
Through every creature plantlet and the atmosphere
You wont be sorry you chose to open up some time to hear



Tuesday, June 12, 2018

Time to change

There's chatter in the household: a child's run away
Fingers start pointing: oh what can we say
After making the rounds about..who is at fault
They conclude by admitting: "it's the child" by default

And we fail now to see it beyond all our pride
The culprit for our failures is lurking inside
We dig for some reasons but find what is old
Anything to stop it: the truth from being told?

The countries are now meeting with an agenda of peace
But politicians are sticklers and want it to cease
Too proud to admit it that  we can learn how to forgive
They strive to rally forces with  lies that they give

And we fail now to see it beyond all our pride
 The culprit for our failures is lurking inside
 We dig for some reasons but find what is old
 Anything to stop it: the truth from being told?

The lion and the child will learn it some day
That peaceful coexistance can create a new way
Its promised through the pages of a biblical rhyme
Wild beasts and children will be friends in due time

 (Is: 11-6; Is: 11-8)

 And we fail now to see it beyond all our pride
 The culprit for our failures is lurking inside
 We dig for some reasons but find what is old
 Anything to stop it: the truth from being told?

 The children are all learning from all that they see
 We have to acknowledge it:  we are who'll they'll be
 Before they can even spell it:  the word bigotry
 They can see it so embodied in you and in me

 And we fail now to see it beyond all our pride
 The culprit for our failures is lurking inside
 We dig for some reasons but find what is old
 Anything to stop it: the truth from being told?

 So what will we do with this verse for today
Will we toss it a snicker and continue on our way?
 Or will we even consider it: that maybe it's true:
 A new world can be heralded by me and by you

 And we fail now to see it beyond all our pride
 The culprit for our failures is lurking inside
 We dig for some reasons but find what is old
 Anything to stop it: the truth from being told?


Monday, June 11, 2018

His Children

With kindness and caring, with compassion and love
This is how He has treated  us: the good God above
So, we, as His children, the recipients of this all
Should turn and be similar to the great ones and small

We are, all of us, children of an Immense Loving God
He is ever beside us on each road we trod
Though we are often forgetful in some of our ways
We are forever protected by the Giver of days.

The tempter will always tempts us in everything we do
He will whisper the wrong things and distort what is true
A jealous one from the outset he will push us to be
Forgetful of the others and the promoters of  "ME"

We are, all of us, children of an Immense Loving God
He is ever beside us on each road we trod
Though we are often forgetful in some of our ways
We are forever protected by the Giver of days

If we are not loving and not doing our best
To spread seeds of kindness and true happiness
We are only being selfish and not being the all
We were fashioned to be initially when God choose to call..

We are, all of us, children of an Immense Loving God
He is ever beside us on each road we trod
Though we are often forgetful in some of our ways
We are forever protected by the Giver of days..

So turn to Him always and turn to Him right now
And tell Him you are ready by a promise and a vow
To be for Him always that vessel of grace
That will flow out to the world in every time and place

We are, all of us, children of an Immense Loving God
He is ever beside us on each road we trod
Though we are often forgetful in some of our ways
We are forever protected by the Giver of days




Saturday, June 9, 2018

It isn't out there

What it is it that can make a person happy and make another  one really sad
Is it, the acquisition of so much money;  is having it... what needs to be had
Why is it, then,  that the rich and the famous: the ones who can own their own store
Are suddenly fallen the  sullen victims of the insatiable desire for more

Could it be, that,  the very act of our wanting: the desire that is moving us all
Is not something that can we can acquire ..but a Someone we need to re- call
The inner thirst that is keeping us moving.. the working ..the staying up all night:
Is it not the unquenchable realization, that we are insatiable till we rest in the Light

So we go on, with all of our searching: through books and the endless store;
Seeking out that one satisfaction that will silence all our desires for more
Thus  we buy and we buy and we travel; and we run till we can no longer  run
We end up in the same place where we started   the place where it all had begun..


Wednesday, June 6, 2018

Alive for me and you...

How slowly the morning overtakes the fleeing night
While sparrows and robbins serenade the approaching light
With chirping and melodies, they lift our souls from sleep
We can feel them and hear them: all the secrets that they keep

The rushing  could be so easy; but, what if we could pause
And savor every second:  so beautiful and without flaws...
The daylight, ever breaking and the sunlight always near
Both have their own versions of  "the creation"we can hear

So, soften, all your footsteps and step outside your door
And hear what is ever sounding and see what beauty is in store
The plantlets and the creatures and the grass so green we see
Are singing ever so sweetly and are inviting you and me

 I can tell you from experience from encounters real and true
 That the morning and the evening are alive for me and you
 We have only to take the moments and the seconds of each dawn
 To experience what is delightful before it is all withdrawn


Friday, June 1, 2018

Warning ...reading this might enlighten you

The media is one sided..but not for the right
They run with corruption but not with the light
Biased and uncaring they will put all in print
That'll exact more production: do you get it ..hint, hint?

While true stories are stifled, the others can run
The newscast is our answer when the day is all done?
Broadcasting most loudly till they're proven all wrong
CNN and Yahoo are just  a part of this throng

We tire as a nation of the stories they air
But no one will stand up and cry "its unfair"
Since when are they elected, these anchors who talk
Like some sort of prophets.. we need them to walk??

As far as my conscience,  my ability to think :
Most of the news world is a big ugly stink
Nothing is trustworthy and nothing is fair
They publish the dramatic:  I'm sure you're aware!



Monday, May 28, 2018

Something is echoing

A volcano is flowing and erupting all around
Kilauea, sweet Kilauea, what an ominous sound....
Streams of her bright lava and her fiery display
Reminds us that everything will all pass away

And dear Mother Nature is acting up still
She whispers and rages in line with God's Will
The mountains are all shaking and the rivers overflow
Something is echoing, through all of this, you know

Storm clouds are all gathering; the rains showers down
And rivers are overflowing in a Maryland town
Earthquakes are all over and the whirlwinds do run
Reminding us always that life can be undone

And dear Mother Nature is acting up still
She whispers and rages in line with God's Will
The mountains are all shaking and the rivers overflow
Something is echoing, through all of this, you know

Nations are all gathering and making an attempt
To secure peaceful actions some hope to extend
With all of the hungry and all of the greed
Love is the only answer that will give what we need

And dear Mother Nature is acting up still
She whispers and rages in line with God's Will
The mountains are all shaking and the rivers overflow
Something is echoing, through all of this, you know

Sometimes through the happenings of nature and drought
We come to our sensese and can figure things out
The whirlwinds and tornadoes the volcanos and the floods
Are here to remind us that were are in need of God's touch

And dear Mother Nature is acting up still
She whispers and rages in line with God's Will
The mountains are all shaking and the rivers overflow
Something is echoing, through all of this, you know


Thursday, May 24, 2018

Sunlight whispering....

Sunlight whispering through my  pane
Touching lightly, with is sweet refrain
Hushed its melody, hushed its sound
But its warmth spreads all around...

It shines , it dances.... on everything
Illuminating spaces that are yet unseen
Star of morning..glowing globe
Dressing earth with radiant robe

Creatures, plant-lets leap with love
As they feel its heat from high above
Acknowledging Greatness in its flame
Singing praise, they bless God's name.,.

Thank You, Father, loving Lord..
For creating this warmth with Your Own Word
Wisest Wisdom that surely shines
Upon this world and in all times.


Wednesday, May 23, 2018

Humble lights


Help me shine for all to see
Not with wealth or PhD
Help me be Your constant love
Lifting broken ones above

Let me be, my dearest Lord
A true ambassador of Your Word
May I be for one, for all
Your True Light and sounding call

Today might be that special day
When another may come along my way
Seeking shelter solace relief
From the worldly and the thief...

Let me be, my dearest Lord
A true ambassador of Your Word
May I be for one, for all
Your True Light and sounding call

Far too often we seek to run
From Your work, that's left undone
For more attractive to our ear
Is the praise we long to hear..

Let me be, my dearest Lord
A true ambassador, of Your Word
May I be for one, for all
Your True Light and sounding call

Staying humble and out of sight
Is so difficult for our pride
So we toot and blow our horn
Whenever we help the poor and scorned

Let me be, my dearest Lord
A true ambassador of Your Word
May I be for one, for all
Your True Light and sounding call


Monday, May 21, 2018

We stand amazed

Before the awakening dawn
Lets out her shine and yawn
The robins are chirping away
With gratitude for the day

Like clouds that hang around
The elements and atoms astound
With how they unite together
To lift up the birds of feather..

The air we breathe, its true
Helps give the sky its blue
We stand here so amazed
At how God's plans are made

The heart with its very own fire
Can move the soul's desire
To touch the flame Divine
That makes its being shine

We mustn't ever ignore the pleas
Of angels who ride the breeze
Inviting and calling out loud
They beg us: "keep away from the crowd"

Each morning we have our chance
To join the creative dance
Of plants and creatures galore
Who dance before Heaven's door..

There isn't any time to waste
So let us approach without haste
The day its beauty and shine
Given freely from the Lord Divine


Sunday, May 20, 2018

Just outside our door

The silence before our daylight is much better than purest gold
It has so much inside it; so many treasures to unfold
Plunged into its greatness my soul feels its release
From all that held it captive: it's immersed in endless peace

The quietness of the silence is so healing for one and all
It has within its boundaries the ointment for great and small
Breathing inside its presence is like the Eden of olden times
That bares its fruit in gardens that produce the greatest rhymes

Take away from all this beauty the essence of all that is:
The sacredness of tomorrow and  today's eternal bliss
From the portals of the Almighty without the need for many words
Creation was created and so was the biblical verse

There isn't a need for running to this place or even that
To find our souls contentment or to find where joy is at
For the beautifulness of our world that is right outside our door
Can lead us to so much happiness that we wouldn't seek for more


Friday, May 18, 2018

Quiet ambasssador

Do you not know who you really are
A child and a person and a shining star:
Created for a reason and for a reason  you go
From moment to moment with your heavenly glow

Vessel of the Sacred and a spiritual dome:
You provide for God's spirit a temporary home
From which He may administer and give to us all
Be happy be elated and proud of your call

Do you not know who you really are
A child and a person and a shining star:
Created for a reason and for a reason  you go
From moment to moment with your heavenly glow

In this world so needy: so full of awful hate;
You are a quiet ambassador.. an answer to the irate.
Carrying within your spirit, the wisdom and the right,
To be for your neighbors: a reflection of the Light

Do you not know who you really are
A child and a person and a shining star:
Created for a reason and for a reason  you go
From moment to moment with your heavenly glow

Like the angels from the Heavens you go with Heavenly Might
To a darkened world that is searching for its sight
Only through your living, your speaking and your love
Can you lead this world to the saving God above

Do you not know who you really are
A child and a person and a shining star:
Created for a reason and for a reason  you go
From moment to moment with your heavenly glow


Tuesday, May 15, 2018

Always here...

Bring your brokenness to Me
To My Heart: this Loving Sea
All your hurts, your every grief
Leave them here; I'll give relief

Bring your worries: bring your fears
Every one of all your years
I will take them bring them all
I can heal you if you call..

Morning evening noon and night
In the darkness in the light
I am waiting I am near
You can speak and I will hear



Sunday, May 13, 2018

For every one of you mothers....


For every one of you mothers: up in Heaven or on earth
We thank you very kindly for your partipating in our birth
For contributing to our makeup:  our genes and who we are
We thank you for your efforts: you are our super star

We also  thank you mothers  who have never given us birth
But have brought to so many people a newness upon this earth
By your laughter and your sharing your kindness and your joy
You have been our spiritual mothers whose efforts cannot be destroyed

So many are the many women..the heroic and selfless ones
Who have reached out to a dying world and stopped the destructive tongues
Who have lifted up the broken hearted and have assisted the destitute
Your lives are an open haven and your words are our saving fruit

Thank you



Wednesday, May 9, 2018

All this here..

Good morning, dear world, your song delights my waking, beating heart...
All your beauty..your sounds..enlighten me and give me such a healthy start
Hearing your serenity..your peacefulness..reminds me of where I want to be..
Inside these moments of early bliss, I find I'm closest to You, O Most Holy Three

Yes I can see You in every moment, every molecule, awakening in the atmosphere..
In every second, every minute, Your voice is always whispering "I am always here"
So I can embrace You and praise You in every moment that I can move and breathe
For I know You are my Life Breath, my Vision, my Inspiration that I daily receive..

Oh that all could know this..this most mysterious awesome  mystery..
They would hasten to hold it like someone holding most precious form of Divinity
The gift of everything-ness..the living loving growing world ..that's all around
Is the most priceless precious form of Immortality that can ever be found

I am so lucky, so blessed, beyond the words that I can ever say
To know of this happiness that's presented to all so freely each and every day
Poor as I am, I couldn't have ever afforded the things others feel are happiness
So thank you dear angels for showing me this lesson so laden with peacefulness




Monday, May 7, 2018

What we're missing...

There's so much beauty, so much loveliness:
We're surrounded by so much awesomeness...
Countless flower-lets and numberless landscapes:
Souls are surrounded by so many sweet escapes...

And yet we are missing it all when we are running around
The beautiful-ness that cannot break through all of our sound
So we have to take the time outs to see what we're needing to see:
The sunlit skies above; the earth; the land is calling to you to me

It takes only a tiny moment of our busy time
To sit down and soak in the eternaity of rhyme
Set out for us by our loving and caring God
To bless us whereever and whenever we trod..

And yet we are missing it all when we are running around
The beautiful-ness that cannot break through all of our sound
So we have to take the time outs to see what we're needing to see:
The sunlit skies above; the earth; the land is calling to you to me

Hush now and hear it all inside of you
The Creator's voice who gave us such a view
He is inviting and challenging from within
See now this world that is in continuous spin?

And yet we are missing it all when we are running around
The beautiful-ness that cannot break through all of our sound
So we have to take the time outs to see what we're needing to see:
The sunlit skies above; the earth; the land is calling to you to me

I cannot believe that you cannot see
The greatness of His Own Selfless Immensity
Nestled inside the smallest of the smallest trees
And crying out from those plantlets that no one sees

And yet we are missing it all when we are running around
The beautiful-ness that cannot break through all of our sound
So we have to take the time outs to see what we're needing to see:
The sunlit skies above; the earth; the land is calling to you to me

Hear them each morning as they willingly sing
Their songs to the Creator, the Giver of everything
Birds in their sweetness and colors galore
Give us more than we can ever find inside a store

And yet we are missing it all when we are running around
The beautiful-ness that cannot break through all of our sound
So we have to take the time outs to see what we're needing to see:
The sunlit skies above; the earth; the land is calling to you to me

Will we choose to listen and learn today:
All of the secrets that are strewn across our way?
Opening up  our eyes up, will we finally see:
This world, this creation,  is  here for you for me?

And yet we are missing it all when we are running around
The beautiful-ness that cannot break through all of our sound
So we have to take the time outs to see what we're needing to see:
The sunlit skies above; the earth; the land is calling to you to me



Thursday, May 3, 2018

Take a break...

Close your eyes now rest your heart
Let your worries all depart
in your sleep and in your rest
God can remove the "unwanted guest"

Shut the noise out.. close your mind:
See what wonders you can find.
Apart from everything, peace unbought;
Will restore you, as it ought

Take some time out.. yes you can
Take the moments to quietly stand;
In the void and empty room
Fruitful visions can come to bloom.

Don't you fear it.. don't you run
From the soundless overrun;
Of the Heavens, the Great Divine;
Let the Immortal in you  shine.

Slow your tempo ... slow your speed:
In this stillness, is all you need.
Deep connections, all unseen,
Clear your spirit: make it clean..

Softest soundings, echo deep:
Moving you throughout your sleep;
To that oneness, to that peace
You can share and give release



Wednesday, May 2, 2018

It is our calling

Do you love them, oh do you love
Every person like God above
Do you give out to them or do you care
For every person that is everywhere?

It is our calling our inner goal
To love  each person love each soul
To give and help them to hear and see
How God would have it.. It's all in me

When you are grumpy and it is late
Will you help out or become irate
Are you conditional and not for all
Very selective when taking a call

It is our calling, our inner goal
To love each person, love each soul
To give and help them ; to hear and see
How God would have it: it's all in me..

The present leper the one you hate
Is needing your love and your dinner plate
If you would love them and not be brass
You would be most true to your inner task

It is our calling, our inner goal
To love each person, love each soul
To give and help them ; to hear and see
How God would have it: it's all in me..

It is so easy to love your friend
It isn't hard ..there's no need to bend
But to help your enenmy the one you loathe
This is the one you should seek and cloathe

It is our calling, our inner goal
To love each person, love each soul
To give and help them ; to hear and see
How God would have it: it's all in me..



Monday, April 30, 2018

I breathe in the Heavens...

I breathe in the Heavens when I breathe in the air
A tiny bit of Eternity is lingering there
Inside them: the molecules..the atoms galore
An entrance is waiting: a true open door

So I inhale the Spirit the Great God Divine
Who gives me my spirit.. this vessel of mine
I praise Him, I thank Him and see Him in all
That carries His imprint: the great and the small...

I see Him in the aura and the Heavenly glow;
Shining through the universe and everything I know:
The created; the living; the sky and the sea:
The Creator Omnipotent is ever present to me...

So I inhale the Spirit, the Great God Divine
Who gave me my spirit...this vessel of mine..
I praise Him, I thank Him and see Him in all
That carries His imprint: the great and the small..

Each morning and evening, in the darkness and light
The Great God of Heaven is enabling my sight
To see what is seeable and to see what is not
The gift of God's Spirit is a treasure unbought

So I inhale the Spirit, the Great God Divine
Who gave me my spirit..this vessel of mine..
I praise Him, I thank Him and see Him in all
That carries His imprint: the great and the small


Saturday, April 28, 2018

Every person's a poet

It's 4am and there is still a darkness that lingers
One sparrow's awake now and is challenging my fingers
to type into being the sound of his song
Painting for the world what my spirit has found

Morning's still distant but creatures awake
Singing and serenading some verses they make
Happening so quickly: the night becoming they day
So its so very important ..to dutiully relay

Even in the city:  the carrier of noise
A person can hear it: the Unspoken Voice
By waking up early and creating some time
Every person's a poet and master of rhyme

Morning's still distant but creatures awake
Singing and serenading some verses they make
Happening so quickly: the night becoming they day
So its so very important ..to dutifully relay

Calm down, my being: be silent, be still
So much is now happening: its touching the will
In an instant a moment and the sun fills the skies
Night time is over and  day captures my eyes

Morning's now present; and creatures are awake
Singing and serenading some verses they make
Happening so quickly: the night becoming they day
So its so very important ..to dutifully relay


Wednesday, April 25, 2018

Real friendship

Would you be so kindly so understanding..and so caring
As to help me without fanfare with this burden t am bearing
Too often I have had it from tbe passing well wisher or friend
A kindness shown  me only , if they felt glorified in the end...

Real friendship and selfless caring are so very hard to find
Giving, kindly people: are there any with humble mind
Yes, out there, there are people, who have no desire, but to give
The love that they had been given when the good God said "you shall live"

The world has its own version of doing good and doing well
The giver of any kindness likes to ring an enormous bell
That summons all of the media and the cameras and the fame
Nothing is done for loving or for the good of the other's name..

Friendship and selfless caring are so very hard to find
Giving, kindly people: are there any with humble mind
Yes, out there, there are people, who have no desire, but to give
The love that they had been given when the good God said "you shall live"

That someone would be so loving and so kind as to really care
Can often makes others wonder: is this person totally there?
Who would give up their savings or their earnings and their all
To someone who might not mirror it the giver would need to call

Real friendship and selfless caring are so very hard to find
Giving, kindly people: are there any with humble mind
Yes, out there, there are people, who have no desire, but to give
The love that they had been given when the good God said "you shall live"

For you to be considered kindly or a child of the Most High
There isn't any special requirments: just give from deep inside
For the lover and the giver and the Christian God fearing soul
Is he or she who will live it without needing to shout their goal.

Real friendship and selfless caring are so very hard to find
Giving, kindly people: are there any with humble mind
Yes, out there, there are people, who have no desire, but to give
The love that they had been given when the good God said "you shall live"




Tuesday, April 24, 2018

In every raindrop

Gray skies stretch out all around
Raindrops fall and cover the ground
Breezes blow and create some chill
Seedlets await the spring time still

Squirrels will romp and race the rain
Pinwheels spin again and again
Robbins poke and seek for food
Showers will soften the soil: they should

Hour by hour the second hand turns
One more droplet... another soul yearns
Storm clouds carry the  pains, the sighs,
In every raindrop: the universe cries



Sunday, April 22, 2018

Before the zooming of the cars

A symphony of sounds are awakening me today:
Birds of every feather, are singing out in wondrous way.
The Robbins and the Blue Jays ; and the little sparrows too
Are creating soulful song-lets, that are so delightful:  it is true...

Before the noises of our business or the zooming of the cars
One can hear the plant-lets whisper some healing for our scars..
They're combining, all together, with the creatures and the green
To display what that first Garden held so dearly and so serene

If you would  venture out this morning..without cellphone or a plan
You would  hear the Spirit echo as far as your eyes can span
For in everything that is created and in everything that is
There's a glimpse of our own heaven and an echo of our bliss...


Friday, April 20, 2018

Unmeasured by time

Songs of the morning: serene and so sweet
Tap on my window, so my senses can meet
Awesomeness and wonder and loveliness divine
All of the universe is God's Sacred Shrine..

Early each morning, in warm-ness or chill
My spirit arises and prods at my will:
To hasten, to hurry, to bask in God's stillness
Before worries and fretting can become part of my realness

The sparrows, the bunnies, the plantlets and more
Challenge my vision and spirit to sore
Beyond what is apparent, the spaces now seen
Melodies are arising from the Celestial unseen..

Blessed and privileged and truly divine:
My spirit is pulled from this vessel of mine
Launched into moments unmeasured by time
Expressed without burden in the words of this rhyme..


Tuesday, April 17, 2018

Do you not know?

Do you not know, yes do you not know
The Heavens above and the earth down below
Cannot compare to it, or cannot contain: 
All of the blessings your soul has obtained

Look at the meadows and all of those fields
Beautiful flowers are some of their yields
Yet in all of this beauty: the lengths and the width
Everything is paling before you and your gifts

Do you not know, yes do you not know
The Heavens above and the earth down below
Cannot compare to it, or cannot contain: 
All of the blessings your soul has obtained

The most precious of gold pieces; the silver most dear
Wains in the sight of what you hold deep in here
Nothing's  more valuable and nothing of price
Can ever overshadow it, your soul's spiritual ties

Do you not know, yes do you not know
The Heavens above and the earth down below
Cannot compare to it, or cannot contain: 
All of the blessings your soul has obtained

So ponder it daily: every morning and night:
How precious this treasure is: your own inner light
Nothing's ever able to; and nothing ever will be
More precious, more lovely,  than your soul... can't you see?

Do you not know, yes do you not know
The Heavens above and the earth down below
Cannot compare to it, or cannot contain: 
All of the blessings your soul has obtained


Monday, April 16, 2018

The weather's amiss

Will it be raining or will there be snow?
Springtime has come now; but, where did it go?
Thunder and lightning, snowfall and chill:
Something is happening, can this be real?

The weather is wandering ..far from its way
Springtime is winter, and there's more I can say
Winter is summer and the fall is the spring
Somehing is happening; do you know what I mean?

Mudslides and tremoring; forest fires and rain;
Sinkholes and tornadoes: disrupting the terrain
We're not use to seeing it such shifting as this
Good God please help us the weather's amiss

What's in this changing: the springtime so chill?
Something is hidden in these elements..I feel
All things have shifted and the universe is so ill
Apocalyptic happenings are becoming so real



Saturday, April 14, 2018

All of this has me wondering

Do we really believe that this bombing is any good?
Can any of  these explosions encourage others to act as they should?
How does the harming of innocents in that country way abroad
Undo the wrongs begun by the Syrian leader, Assad?

All of this has me wondering when is killing ever really right?
The sending out of missiles is better than the chemical plight?
Are we, therefore, any better than the murderers that we try to accuse?
When missiles land so haplessly, destroying more than we can choose

Solving violence with an act of violence is never ever a win
It might appear to be so laudable but newer problems begin
The flexing of some egos can serve only to open a door
Where Satan can inspire other countries into an act of war...

All of this has me wondering when is killing ever really right?
The sending out of missiles is better than the chemical plight?
Are we  any better than the murderers that we try to accuse?
When missiles land so haplessly, destroying more than we can choose

Life is always so beautiful: whether it is over here or over there
We always have to advocate its protection with greatest care
Protecting it doesn't give us a license to destroy another's land
Somehow we need to learn how to construct a better plan..

All of this has me wondering when is killing ever really right?
The sending out of missiles is better than the chemical plight?
Are we, therefore, any better than the murderers that we accuse?
When missiles land so haplessly, destroying more than we can choose


Friday, April 13, 2018

So I embrace You..

I heard You, You were speaking in the sound of the wind
In the creatures, in the plantlets I could hear You again and again
In the everything that is created and in the everything that is around
Your Voice, Your Eternal Memory is waiting to be found..

So I embrace You in every person; every plantlet; every tree:
Like You would have me touch them, Oh Holy Creator of me.
For, in all of this lovely universe; and in all of this bright blue sky:
I can hear You, as You are creating, if I'm willing and if I  try...

In the morning when it is daylight or in the darkest part of night
Your whispers continue sounding "Everything will be alright"
The Moon in its noble orbit and the sun with its glowing shine
Echoes deep inside me Your Providence is truly divine...

So I embrace You in every person; every plantlet; every tree:
Like You would have me touch them, Oh Holy Creator of me.
For, in all of this lovely universe; and in all of the bright blue sky:
I can hear You, as You are creating, if I'm willing and if I  try...

Whether the grass is quickly fading or the snowflakes softly fall
Something of Your continuity is echoing through it all
For never in any moment; or in any second or in any day
Can we say that Your Creative Action has paused in any way

So I embrace You in every person; every plantlet; every tree:
Like You would have me touch them, Oh Holy Creator of me.
For, in all of this lovely universe; and in all of this bright blue sky:
I can hear You,  as You are creating, if I'm willing and if I  try...

Truly we have been so gifted and we have been given so very much
Every moment that keeps evolving  holds the imprint of Your Touch
The miraculous and the simple settings;  the magnificent and the meek
Are a continuance of Your Creation ..so subtle and so unique

So I embrace You in every person; every plantlet; every tree:
Like You would have me touch them, Oh Holy Creator of me.
For, in all of this lovely universe; and in all of this bright blue sky:
I can hear You,  as You are creating, if I'm willing and if I  try...




Wednesday, April 11, 2018

The world is bigger than you...

The world is much bigger than the one you're living in
People worldwide are having their own day they have to begin
Yet everything around you has to fall out in a certain way
Or else you'll fly off the handle and have a mouthful to say

So why do you think this world is about what you want to do?
Why do you feel everyone has to do what you want them to? 
Isn't there so much more than the things you want to be done
Isn't another's needs just as valuable as your own run?

Morning noon and evening you are about building your own empire
Things that make you happy things that make you feel inspired
Yet how often do you do it:  venture out of that  mode of you
And see how you can make another happy: sacrificiing what you want to do?

So why do you think this world is about what you want to do 
Why do you feel everyone has to do what you want them to? 
Isn't there so much more than the things you want to be done
Isn't another's needs just as valuable as your own run?

Today is another day to start off doing everything right
Will you start off in your own world or in the Saviors Light
Will you see the needs of other as valuable as your own
Or will you continue on in the darkness as you sit upon your throne..

So why do you think this world is about what you want to do 
Why do you feel everyone has to do what you want them to? 
Isn't there so much more than the things you want to be done
Isn't another's needs just as valuable as your own run?




Tuesday, April 10, 2018

Don't you know how beautiful you are?

Oh don't you know how beautiful you are,
Despite the heartaches you've carried thus far
So deep inside,  apart from those fears
Is that beautiful you: held back by the years

So be yourself just be that you
Who's been longing to come out...your whole life through
You'll find your peace, your happiness
Drop down those walls, those many masks...

You have felt unloved  and you have felt afraid
Your life was shattered you were betrayed
Yet in all of this: this hurt, this pain;
True peace of heart was yours to gain

So be yourself just be that you
Who's been longing to come out.. your whole life through
You'll find your peace, your happiness
If you drop those walls, those  many masks...

Too many things have left you afraid
You have been belittled; you have been betrayed
The people you've trusted became your fear
So you keep avoiding them.. year after year

So be yourself just be that you
Who's been longing to come out.. your whole life through
You'll find your peace, your happiness
If you drop those walls, those many masks...

It is not okay for people to mock:
Your struggles; your worries; your insecure talk...
But they're all so ignorant: not knowing your path;
If only they could feel it:  a portion of that...

So be yourself, just be that you
Who's been longing to come out.. your whole life through
You'll find your peace, your happiness
If you drop those walls, those many masks...

One day, you will  smile; and one day you will see
This past has not impeded your potentiality
You're beautiful, you're wonderful, you're a child of God
Nothing can change that: you've got what you've got..

So be yourself just be that you
Who's been longing to come out.. your whole life through
You'll find your peace, your happiness
If you drop those walls, those many masks...




Sunday, April 8, 2018

Help me be what others are looking for

Isn't it wonderful, I'm sitting right here
Surrounded by Christians and feeling You near
Yet after the service and everyone is gone
Am I still that  believer who sang out with loud song

How many people will I be helping today
Will I be the Light in the darkness or darken the way
Will I reach out to the broken the needy the poor
Help me dear Jesus to be what others are looking for

The sermons are over and the church door is shut
I run away thinking "that was marvellous stuff"
But when someone is asking me for a pittance of my time
I forget how the sermon spoke about giving our last dime...

How many people will I be helping today
Will I be the Light in the darkness or darken the way
Will I reach out to the broken the needy the poor
Help me dear Jesus to be what others are looking for

It's easy as ever to be wonderful and kind
When sitting with others with the same heart and mind
But let us encounter the trying and the thief
And we will find out how far we're willing to take our belief...

How many people will I be helping today
Will I be the Light in the darkness or darken the way
Will I reach out to the broken the needy the poor
Help me dear Jesus to be what others are looking for

The chapel is now open and it's everywhere you can see
For the worship of the Lord is not limited to some seat
It is in the living out of our lives and a giving up of our love
So that others can come to believe in the Eternal One above..

How many people will I be helping today
Will I be the Light in the darkness or darken the way
Will I reach out to the broken the needy the poor
Help me dear Jesus to be what others are looking for



Friday, April 6, 2018

If you hold out your hands

If you hold out your hands you could feel all the love
Falling down from the Heavens from the Portal above
Moving through all of the elements; the atoms; the breeze:
So much is His Presence..It surpasses sky and seas.

Yet despite all our blindness; and our busy-ness so blurred
We can still see the marvellousness, that  has daily occurred
The miracleness of  lifeness; the loveliness; the joy
That has escaped us so often but can't ever be destroyed...

So lets take the time , this morning: if just for a blink
To ponder the greatness, the beautifulness pristine
Surrounding us so wonderfully with  Divineness of God
Uplifting and inspiring and beautifying where we trod


Sunday, April 1, 2018

The challenge of Easter

What is it,  the message,  of this beautiful day
Is it about it:  the candy or  the church along the way?
What is it, its meaning and what is it, we should we do?
Read it all,  in the  bible, it will enlighten us, it's true...

It isn't about it:  the hiding or the sticking to our own
Or running to the churches or the preaching on the phone
It isn't about the eating or the rising from the dead
The message is more meaningful, than the eating of The Bread...

So what is it about this Easter, this day we celebrate
Can we capture it for a moment; take time to meditate
It's taking over our networks; and stores capitalize
I wonder, yes, I  wonder:  is it a Gift from the skies???

The one thing I can remember from hearing it out loud
Is that Jesus told Mary to go out into the crowd
And to  tell them He's risen and tell them HE lives
Bring hope of His rising, I remember it like this

So why don't we  do this and why don't we go out
To bring hope to the desperate those suffering with doubt
And why can we not see it... that, we have had it all wrong
Easter isn't about the candy or the  services, so long..

If we're really the believers and following God's Son
Why is it we're so exclusive.... not inviting everyone
We think we're so religious but how far does it go?
Is it just for our families and the people we know?

After sermons and singing and the taking of bread
Is our world any better...are more people being fed?
Are we selfless and giving and like the One we believe
Easter is challenging us: to give out what we receive...





Friday, March 30, 2018

Father Forgive them

Arms outstreched upon a cross
So much glory so much loss
Giving everything keeping all
Creater Redeemer Lamb so small..

Mocked and praised at one same time
Some who followed made a mime
Of the words You used to say
Save Yourself and save the day

Your mother wept with John below
No one knew what she could know
Dripping droplets, crimson red;
Redeemed her from the curse's dread

Darkened skies and gurgling sighs
You, O Lord, let out some cries
Not of vengance.... but of love
"Father Forgive them" soared above

Solemn stillness.. curtain's torn
Gone the old ..the tired.. the worn
No more waiting; all is done:
Redemption's come through God's own Son


Thursday, March 29, 2018

Remember always...

Sitting down at that large table Jesus looked with sad filled eyes
For He knew that evening coming would catch the apostles by surprise
One of them would become betrayer and one of them would deny His name
Sitting down at that Last Supper Jesus knew it wouldn't ever be the same

And He said to one and all of them: take and eat and take and drink
As You do this remember always I am the Bread and Wine you  need..

Each one looked with awe filled wonder as He blessed the Bread He   gave
Something in His eyes had told them clearly these are moments they'll want to save
Lifting up the Sacred Chalice; tears were mixing in the Wine He passed
Do this always in My memory He said this with a tone that would eternally last..

And He said to one and all of them: take and eat and take and drink
As You do this remember always; I am the Bread and Wine you need..

Before each member of that  Passover Jesus bent to wash their feet
Eyes with bewilderment met this action: "why would He do such a fete...?"
"As I bend to wash your feet here you must bend to meet the needs
Of every person you call  neighbor and your neighbor is each soul you meet.."

And He said to one and all of them: take and eat and take and drink
As You do remember this always; I am the Bread and Wine you need..

From the supper they went praying, in the Garden of Gethsemenee
All were sluggish from the eating Jesus whispered "Watch and Keep"
Father Father the hour is coming; for soon Your Will will be done in me
If from Me this cup cannot pass now I will surrender like the lamb I'll be..

And He said to one and all of them: take and eat and take and drink
As You do this remember always; I am the Bread and Wine you need..

They came to take Him,  led on.. by Judas, one of His own who gave a kiss
Is this Judas how you'll betray Me I knew it would happen just like this
After the encounter with his betrayer the guards took hold to lead away
All of the apostles were fearfully trembling Peter took his sword and swung away

And He said to one and all of them: take and eat and take and drink
As You do this remember always; I am the Bread and Wine you need..

Jesus told them that: "all is over.. put away the swords that you wield
Nothing now could stop His journey This is all a part of His Father's will."
When the soldiers tried to take them; every one of them ran away...
Later that evening, Peter denied Him: saying he never passed along Jesus' way

And He said to one and all of them: take and eat and take and drink
As You do this remember always; I am the Bread and Wine you need..

The rest of the story, we all know it, Jesus was nailed to a shaven tree
Hanging there for several hours He would expire without much  family.
The apostles: hiding, His friends left Him.. only His mother and one true friend
Saw Him breathe the last long sighing and heard His final words in the end.

And He said to one and all of them: take and eat and take and drink
As You do this, remember always; I am the Bread and Wine you need..


Wednesday, March 28, 2018

Don't preach to me any sermons...

You speak so well of Jesus... while.. opening the gates of Hell?
You claim you are such a  Christian; but can anybody really tell...?
Yes.. you are often on those benches: each Sunday, so faithfully
But tell me which verse supports it: how you've been treating me?

Don't tell me about your worship; when you hurt others when you can.....
You act like you're all so righteous.. but then  demean your fellow man?
I can't stand it or even fathom it.. all these bible bumping folks..
Who can quote the bible when needed, while crushing another's hopes?

What is you can tell me.. that your life shouldn't be able to  display?
If you are a follower of Jesus; then let your example clear the way...
For others to feel more welcome; more accepted; and more loved...
I'm tired of hearing the sermons just show me what you are made of....


Monday, March 26, 2018

Open up your shades

Morning is breaking and singing her song
Beauty and harmony and love come along
In all of the sunlight, the breezes, the air;
God is now speaking; are you not aware?

Pulling the shades back or opening the blinds
Reveals all the awesomeness, each second unwinds
The glowingness, wonderfulness, soothingness too
Springs from each moment with an Eternal "I love you"

The skies in their vastness, the earth here below
Welcome the Breath of the Spirit they know
Everything living and everything that's not
Speaks of a Being through Whom we've been bought

Morning and evening and nighttime and day
All of the creatures and universe will say
Each in their uniqueness but always the same
God is Eternal and Omnipotent is His Name..


Friday, March 23, 2018

A springboard for our hearts

Dancing, ever so softly, is the sunlight on my window
Its whispering "It's Morning" as it continues on with  its overflow
It is creating  its images, of beauty and of unrequited love
I see it, the Sunrise; and think: this it it:  my ride above..

The birds are all singing; for now the cold is leaving
This time, we are certain: no more of weathery deceiving..
So beautifully serenading and singing out all of their reasons
For happpines, for loveliness and for praise of all the seasons..

Tomorrow's not come, yet; but, today we have all this beauty
The loveliness of the dawn and all it gives with sense of duty
The melodies and the aromas and the secretness of the creatures
Is delightful and insightful and sparing us not, of any of its features..

Too often, yes, too often; we are so caught up in all of our commotions.
That we pass it, all of the artwork, displayed for our many emotions
Every seedling and every plantlet; all the skies  and the earth below
Are a backdrop and a springboard by which our hearts can see and know...

Thursday, March 22, 2018

The chilliness that lingers

Spring has arrived with a chill in her air
Coldness and snowflakes and coughing, she will share
It seems so unrealistic; that we wonder with awe:
Is it really now Springtime or the beginning of Fall...?

Even the creatures, who will romp here and there
Are baffled by this weather, this chillier air
Burrowing down deeper, for a bit longer each day
These inhabitants are dreaming of a warmer place to stay

The sun brings its healing and its warming array
It touches  earth gently and brightens our way..
Soothing and supplementing, the clothing we wear:
This morning star is generous, and willing to share..

Soon all this chilliness and this coldness will flee
Spring will become more present, to  you and to me
Right now it is amazing, how she has stepped back a tad:
Making her true arrival, a celebration to be had..



Wednesday, March 21, 2018

Before the brightness of day...

The best time of the day, is the darkness, before dawn:
It's quiet and mysterious;  and the distractions are gone...
If you try it, you'll see it, the awesomeness coming through:
There's  a peacefulness, a calmness, a serenity: so true

You can hear it: the heartbeats; the breaths, in the air;
The crickets, the spiders; the molecules everywhere..
The beautifulness, the waking,  the dawn drawing near:
She's calling, serenading; making wonderfulness appear..

The clouds in their Heaveness and the soils down below
Are whispering the echoes of every person they know..
Their secrets, their sighingness, their joyfulness too
Every morning, before daylight: you can hear it: it's true..

So rise up one morning before the breaking of dawn
And leave off the media,  don't turn it all on
You'll hear it: the silences, the heartbeats, the all
In the breezes, the stillness, you'll hear every heart call..


Tuesday, March 20, 2018

Predawn verse

I wake up before the morning to put some verse online
Moving has delayed me but everything is fine
Stars are still out there shining and sister moon, she's fair
Nothing can be more moving than these silences everywhere

There's awesomeness in the rising before the break of day
Quietness is surrounding me and it has so much to say
But I'll listen for a moment then continue on to see
What escapes me when I'm sleeping at the early hour of three..

The hamster wheel is spinning; it is their time to run
The crickets are seranading and violining everyone
The heartbeats from all around me and those that are far away
Are breaking into my auras and inviting me to  pray...

The darkness is still lingering and the creatures of the day
Are sleeping in the branches and the burrows along the way
Not a movement from the day crew but the night shift is alive
With all of the scampering and the playing and what they do to survive...

It's good to have awakened at these whee hours of the dawn
Because so much is a mystery and is carrying my mind along
Into the moments and the seconds that are colliding into the now
Can you hear it, all the silence, that is calling at you somehow?