Your Servant
For a christian i want to be in your eyes. I want to do your will in all that i do and say. I praise, lift up and honor your name. Let me show my kids the way God wants them to believe in him do his will. Lord i lay this at your feet e
Changing
... this is written in my mother tongue - German ... I can not translate it in English propperly ...
LOOKING UP
God drives my life
U R There
My God my awesome God I lean on you for my S T R E N G T H . Oh God lift me through this darkness SHOW me the way. Let my LIGHT of your love shine for me and through me. Let my LIGHT shine for my kids through you. Let my hand EXALT you
Another's Look
Unchristian book we are doing at church gave me these thoughts.
Give Them A Blessing
Gift from GOD.
The Child Renewed
This one is about waking up.
There is
Read it to yourself and take note of how I spaced the beat. It's like a heart monitor
DIVINE LOVE (the perfect love).
I have a great love for people and I know there is a better way to life. That is why I mention children and GOD, It is also for people to learn more about others and what the true meaning of love is.
GOD In Control
For i see you face and i know that you are alright. Now i see you and say just do not let him in to bug thee. Let your feelings out and know that GOD will show you the way you are to go. Just trust in him and he will set you free. He is yo
If The Only One Who Knows About It
Once in awhile I find a song that is gold I try to share it but it gets ignored It's ok if the only one who knows about it is the Lord One in awhile I find love I try to reveal it from within my heat but it gets ignored But it's ok if the only
Just a thought!
Think it is self explanatory.
—-“Lands of the forsaken “—-
Lands of the forsaken two world’s two destinies both falling apart, one desires another each desires there own, one living inside a flaming fire one living in a watery ocean one climbing one descending each of the same mission the same vision but s
The Distant Tune
bit of improvisation listening to music
Staircase
Staircase Atop this staircase where angels shine I was shown a mansion and told it was mine, I was then shown a host of people I knew And told we would meet when life was through. I then knew that I was not to stay, For I had to help still
shadow light
I had real difficulty writing this. So think this is a work in progress but most likely will never get finished as I know myself excuse me english ,second language
Doors
I'm in the library just thinking and these are my thoughts.
Purity, Oh Purity
Purity, Oh purity, where has she gone? Banished from home, and where she belongs. Once a precious stone, now tarnished to bronze. A more beautiful and fairer face, there never was. Where could she be, oh miss purity? Purity, my purity, clothed
Noah's Lament....part 1
It's not a new story Just told in a little different manner, with some points worthy of contemplation.
Soul Train
Mental bags packed and wrapped in an Imaginary knapsack Set forth and vacate my vocation, escape my location and make ones way to the spiritual train station Ascend and proceed, along a pale rail vortex immersed in light, enlightened, far from
My Family Complete
I found what i was looking for and needed.
War Stillborn
Force in unfortunate, a recourse of last resort, For indiscriminate is The Angel of Death; At war's conception, show no pity, shout: "Abort! Abort!" And rescue the life of our Mother instead.
STILL BLEED
Knowing we are spirits having human experiences, yet we are human And that is that .. It is the whole .. I aim for xx
The secret magic of the Thunder Angel
As a devoted catholic I find the world of my magical friends the angels.An atractive blessing the blood of their essence beats in my heart that is why in occation I am also called by folks and known by "The Thunder Angel".In a way to say thankyou to God I dedicate to my future love this inspiration hope you like it and write me back thankyou.
Dreaming Places....
This short poem is describing how my soul feels every day....
CANDLES
Hold a candle firm and bright let it shine in the darker night show the way in the darkest day little light lead the way all the way from earth to heaven could it be why they are given
God Will Fill You Up
Be hungry for God be thirsty for him to come into your heart and soul. Let him be one that is in control of all that you do and say. Let him be the one that is in charge of your life for all to see him in me. Just reach out to him for he is t
The Invitation
You have been invited to another day of life And the invitation fills your heart with delight The morning sun glistens through the leaves on the trees And a gentle breeze seems to caress your face Being aware of this time and place You have b
Sometimes I'm me
Just a entry trying figure my thoughts out
Juggling InThe Park
Parody of Saturday in the Park by Chicago, and what I did today in Dubuque, Iowa, and going to the Heritage Trail.
Poetry In The Sky
dream of being a poet
Friday
This poem is about my fridays, i wrote it because people are always judging me on what i do. I felt I was in a good mood at the time.
in the distance
To a woman my hart looks for I write to let it out are you the right woman
Glimmer of Hope
Tears in my eyes My mind races with regret Making mistakes every day How much worse can it get? Rolling around with despair Feeling dirty and worthless Life has to be more than this I feel rage from all of the stress. Something deep and true
Gaze Upon the Clear Sky
like the others it was originaly writen in Romanian words, but i have translated it in English with a bit of help, it was writen late at night, i hope you will enjoy it
~The downward spiral of denial~
The downward spiral of denial, The release of the span of the cowards, The immunity achieved through lies, The confusion of the shadow of justice, Who knows what is, Complete selflessness leads to less pain but ignorance does not suffer there ra
The Web Tangled Tattered And Torn
"Being Dead Is No Excuse For Not Doing Your Job" - I grin everytime I remember Sir John Gilgud as THE SUPREME BEING saying this in the movie, "Time Bandits". This piece started out on a religious blog I occasionally post to, but I like it so much I edited it a little to add to my collection on this site. It's still not for everybody, I'm sure, but then neither am I, right?
Conscience
Your conscience is that little voice That comes from deep in you It is a sort of guiding light You can guarantee is true But people tend to ignore this voice And continue after their pleasures Then lament when misery sets in These are dualit
blind river
do i see me cry for my soul do i here me hide i lose control do i say whats in my heart it is grey my eyes turn me in to frost every day my dreams have turned in to dust so i just prey look how far i am i know how it is to find my place
In Your Loving Arms Lord
I am able to be me around my church.
Heaven Is This Place
Wednesday, June 06, 2012 Heaven Is This Place Somewhere out past the moon,beyond the sun. I know it is there,yet,it is nowhere at all, For it is not made of the dust or for anyone, But each shall know where when we hear the call
Sowing The Seeds
For the farmer's sow his seeds along the soil to see if it takes root. To see if it the seed matures for all to see or does it die right thee in front of thee. Where did the seed sit in the soil? Are we producing fruit for GOD or are we j