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Would it be red,
Like a cardinal in flight?
Would it be yellow,
Or would it be white?
Thundering skies
The voice of God
His awesome power
Spreading abroad
Blowing wind
God’s strengthening breath
Restoring our souls
Defeating death
Drizzling rain
The Almighty’s tears
Crying for mankind
Yearning wasted years
Glistening sunshine
God’s glory above
Shining down on us
Spreading His love
Blooming flowers
Coloring the earth
His artistic touch
Giving new birth
Sculpturing clouds
Providing the way
For Jesus to come
On that glorious day
Fear Retreats
Without a word
Jesus tugs on the bow
in her gaze of amazement
she suddenly lets go
A pulsating ache
coursing through my veins
saline eyes
burning down my cheeks
A terrorizing image
tantalizing my mind
frustrating thoughts
thrashing at my existence
A horrific compulsion
grasping for reason
panic stricken
vicious circle begins again
Of Suicide
Spiraling down
into a sea of darkness
looking up for light
but blinded by images
of excruciating pain
of suicide
Fighting demons
of appalling obsessions
looking for God
somewhere in my mind
to free me from thoughts
of suicide
Loving Angels
surrounding my soul
providing comfort
from the OCD demons
and their lies
of suicide
Sinking fast
into the pit of hell
but Jesus takes my hand
and pulls me out
His angels rejoice
victory again over suicide
They Come On Strong
Running, running,
no place to hide
they come on strong
it’s a very long ride
panting, panting,
can’t get my breath
if they don’t stop
it’s certain death
gasping, gasping
how much longer
they grip my soul
and just get stronger
whispering, whispering,
slowing down now
exhaustion takes over
I’ll recover somehow
Your Love for Me
In the distance
is a light
seeping in like a gray fog
As I draw closer
I realize
it's an angelic being
I float towards
the illuminate light
and touch the edge
In peaceful bliss
I finish my walk
through the heavenly garden
To find myself
passed on from the world
and in paradise with God
Another Day
we tried to end it
but it failed
in each others arms
as our love sailed
blustering waves
I can’t hang on
send your strength
before next dawn
orange juice
palm trees
summer time
pulp running
down my
face
kisses softly
wash the
stickiness
our lips
swell up in
anxious passion
warm breeze
tosses hair
your hands caress
hearts soar
temperatures rise
love is born
The Last Dance
My tea is overflowing
birds are singing
flowers touch the
beauty of my day
my dog snuggles
to my longing breast
unconditionally set
for a lifetime
my hunger is quelled
melancholy has rescinded
God answered prayer
peace is engulfing
Time
Tears fill up
tears flow down
emotions swirl all around
pain creeps out
soothing seeps in
God is healing from within
Prayers go up
mercy rains down
God’s love is all around
gray clouds lift
sun shines in
new life can now begin
A Gift from God
I saw a bird being lifted and sifted in the air by the hand of God turning the sifters handle. His
attitude seemed confident and sporty, as if saying “I can do this but you cannot." I hated him for
that. I wanted to be up there with him. I wanted to be part of his flowing and free-flying world. If
God gave me wings, I would have joined him and maybe even attempted to conflict with my
nature and offer him some competition. But I kept driving my car and just smiled as he sailed
past my windshield. I thought to myself, at least I am part of his universe. I breathe the same air
he soars freely and effortlessly in. To me, that alone is a gift from God.
Many Voices
To be whole
I must risk it all
to be loved
I must love me first
Becoming whole
means not
looking back
but to self and God
To be whole
means to accept
all aspects of self
taking on each venture
an angel in darkness
guiding me to light
gently
a martyr forever
with sacrificial love
endlessly
A Desperate Mind
My mind aches
tired from endless obsessions
searching for relief
trying to grasp onto any thought
that is not warped
it is overwhelming to my soul
I wonder about my destiny
where will I end up
does God know my sickness?
can he see the disease of my mind
does he have compassion
for this malfunctioned state?
I cry out to him
He hears my whimpers
thank you God for understanding
and loving me despite
the horrific thoughts
that invade my mind
You are my salvation
I remember now
through all this pain
and agony of obsessions
you are there for me
Our Season
Seasons come
seasons go
my love for you
will never slow
times change
time heals
I love you more
than time can seal
people change
people grow
our love together
is all I know
Blonde hair
big brown eyes
love that
ignites my heart
ears that
hear all
never judging
my actions
playfulness
tickling my
soul
with joy
best of all
your canine
traits
you don’t snore
Sensual Love
Relaxing
falling off into slumber
separation from the now
on the edge of eternity
cloudy vision
out of the fog
comes brilliant light
warming my soul
familiar silhouettes
time standing still
fields of flowers
waterfalls
a lion and lamb
river of life
all pulling away
light is dimming
silhouettes fading
fog growing gray
returning
from a taste
of infinity
Rhythm of the Night
It is dark outside
time for a lovers waltz
come to me my
endearing one
open your heart
let me into
your exquisite soul
let us dance to
the night crawlers
sounds of
intimate affection
fleeing from the
world of stinginess
letting go of
excess weight
that permeates
our anchored spirits
on to our reality
of lovers seduction
following our passion
into a state
of sensual oblivion
Fall
Misty eyes
emotions running wild
our love has captivated
our souls
no longer in search
of destined fate
we were made
for each other
created halves
to become one
in spirit and in love
my saline eyes
cry in joy
of finding you
gaze into the
mirrors of my soul
among the mist is
our glorious eternity
Gentle Kiss
dreaming peacefully
as the soul
wanders
beyond all
imagination
seeking companionship
finding Jesus
at the river
across the bank
waving
for me to
go back
reaching out
to his
splendid
nail scarred hands
he signs for me
to let go
looking down
into the river
I see our
reflections to
only look up
and he is gone
dreaming on
in silent peace
I cling to
His love
knowing
it was not my time
A Sleepless Night
Tortured by nightmares
wrestling with evil
sleep is not found
demons tripping up
my assigned angels
the fight continues
waking drenched
in sticky sweat
the fight lingers
on into the night
voices screaming
lurching out
attempting to
make sense
of my reality
clinging to wings
of my angels
fluttering over me
guarding my existence
taking on each
demon lashing
fire and brimstone
night finally comes
to a victorious end
my angels won again
Eternity Has Come