Scars they remain… remind you it was real

Slow pain it waits, begs to be healed,
Memories they flow in, exposed, again revealed
Buried, I them, hide away do not be seen
Warm love flow over, assure me? Will it melt thin?
A desperate prayer whispered, coat me within.

Time tides in, take away what it brought
Time a healer, believe, frantically faster sought
Sands of time, grains, would it take the scars away
Fierce winds had drawn meaningless a mark?
He looked from above, beautiful intended strokes, not ill luck

Each scar by the Maker, an artful stroke from the brush of a Painter,
Every move deliberate, perfecting His masterpiece..
Clay in the hands of a Potter, succumb in flaws, crack, when put to test, thru fire
How else to render useful, earths dust that didn’t meet the pyre
Gaze He the refining, impurities melt out, left behind, gold silver

Truth, true it is, reality dawns, fewer realize
Many more they live, flawed, yet blissful
Their ignorance, ignored, did not require a price
Who but Wisdom that wise to know, man never pause.. mundane busyness, to seek
Scars, bless God, they remain, remind you it was real.

Question the worry

I cross the street, I amble the fields
I meet the blue lake, the water so still
I gaze at the shimmer of rays so bright
They turned the dark, to sunup light

I hear the birds, their sound sweet of song and pray
Of glories they chirp, worries astray
I strum the tune of bees that hum, tiny wings little flutter
Beat back their way with nectar, wax homes don’t matter

Then the men they wake, early dawn break
Axe and sickle, plough share many fields to rake
To splinter wood, a blaze to keep warm
Ploughs thru a hard ground, thickets and thorn

The tiny sparrow from a far green tree flew
Held by Power sturdy, against winds that blew
Fearless she counters, her strength come from where
Watches The Power and she, as men they despair

How small the bird & bee, yet so loved
Natured and provided for, from far above
So perfect the man, created by He
Then question the worry, when on the Master’s palm carved is he.

Of a lie told

Of that, that is within
No ear has heard, no eye that seen
Of tears that filled the stretched lonely night
Of prayers that were prayed, till morning break light

Of pride that walked streets so tall
Allowed superiority feel inferior, so small
Of haughtiness that strode, met you in face
Of attitude that followed, shame, it won the race

Of a life that covered all pleasures of sin
Gone past conscience, now hollow within
Values that once were many, now done away with
The vices they stayed, all surface beneath

Of eyes that sought you in a crowd
Yet words would not say, stayed proud
Of times there were, from a distance watch you hurt
When I let my hair down, curled smiles eyes flirt

Of moves that left your watching eyes floored
Of secret sugar smiles sweet lies told
Charming says that came your way.. Slowly seduced
Time tickled by steadily, love reduced?
Hear a lie told.

I have a dream….

Of yonder blue skies to reach & kiss
Of heavenly waters come down as mist
Of strolling by aisles of green and green
Of no worry no care, nothing distraught seen

I have a dream….

No lyrics unfold, no songs to sing
Yet happy moments, life’s joys living
No fancy says, no poetry in writing
Yet abundance of joy, in smiles freely giving

I have a dream….

Of long nights, hushed whisperings
Of chatter a chatter, sweet nothings
Then watching time ice, frozen in your eyes
Melting myself, your warmth nearby

I have a dream….

The future here, distinctly seen
Of time to come, myriad turns of that has been
Emotions that rise, to joy your life
Dreamed in moments, carved in for your delight.

Where is the love?

Where is the love

And you once had asked
Were u concerned it had drifted
Had I moved my way
Did you really want to know
Was this an easy bid, for an older day?

No more than a game
An unfrequented leisure
An infrequent thought
Did you stop to consider
It is a heart

You may say inconsiderate
And I would say the same
Did I understand you right
Was the love but a game
Was it right not to accept
Was it good a ask what did not want

The heart is but a gentle one,
In pouring out love, she had been won
In her all feelings cocooned
Beauty not revealed, seen within

Stranger in the mirror

Gazing back; looking down the memory lane
I watch the little girl, in a little strap dress she plays
Tall yellow hay stacks, dusty window panes
High tiled roofs, little feet they calmly stray
Carefree a high tree, a fishing rod in hand, bring back a smile

She laughed at the smallest, she still does, though lesser a cause
She loved her borrowed books and stories she read, dreamt thru
She raced into her teens, and college past flew
Gathered loved friends, kept them few

A casual step toward a future unknown,
Mum I’m going out, I’ll be back again
Into the wagon, the corporate sucks you in
Changing outfits, trends that are in,
Match me the face.. oh just wear a mask

I go back in struggle, I’m desperate to find
The girl I loved, have I left far behind
Where is she, that threw her head back and laughed
Her merry laughter filtered many a room
To whose expectation have I tried to match up

I search the deep brown eyes, they swore won’t change
I stare into the emotions, they question me the same
The volumes they speak, deep secrets to hurts range
Question back, you harmless as green grass
Now sharpened the same blades, who bore the scars

I look at the stranger in the mirror,
She watches me gently, quiet eyes they still care
I hear the gentle voice over my shoulder,
Soft peace unveils me,
You I have chosen, will chisel to how I want you to be.

Did tomorrow dawn today

Sometimes you type..n you wonder why..who...

It dawns, when she has to say bye to you,
She will not cry, a promise true,
The thoughts in her heart she holds
Someday a memory,
Yet again more smiles to unfold

The winds carry your name,
Caresses past, does she dare to feel the same,
The rays touched soft,
She longed for the arms,
Distance proved strong

Heavens watered, the winds flew,
Amidst all, maybe she searched for you,
The spray on her face welcome,
Camouflage to a tear
Threatened, had time drawn you this dear?

A broken rule, she can’t live for the day,
All smiles taken, kept the cautions away
Gathered in your arms, security enough
Tomorrow a thought, sure to catch up
Did tomorrow… dawn today?

Every smile she wanted to give,
Pray forgive, if a wonderful you, she did grieve
She’ll stay your friend, smile thru & hear a tear
And if time drew borders, circumstances unseen today
She has prayed, you meet her Jesus; For Whom she had to part ways.