Saturday, April 28, 2012

sunfish

I slept His arm held me close I was sleeping in a hammock rocking in the breeze cool and sweet Aroma of musk and sweet pine I was sailing on the open water I could see innocent children skipping rocks on the beach the sun glistening off of their blond hair Everything at peace I sleep Knowing his arms are around me no matter where I go I am at peace Smelling and tasting his love Sailing with faith and happiness

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Always on the run

I was born...
Into a home of love and trust
God had a plan for me

She said in that old apartment one day,
"lady you have a halo around you, you will do great things and prosper"
I didn't know her and she was crazy

Who am I
I am distant from reality
Do I resist this greatness that she talked about
I protect and hide this anger
The light is within grasp
I am invincible
and meek

Hungry
for the...

Cross
and the love, the eternal love
where I can hold his hand
rocking in my chair
looking at
golden wheat
in the
wind

The smell of the wet
 rain in my hair
running

like a child



Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Reluctance

Out through the fields and the woods
And over the walls I have wended;
 I have climbed the hills of view
And looked at the world,
and descended;
I have come by the highway home,
And lo, it is ended.
The leaves are all dead on the ground,
 Save those that the oak is keeping
To ravel them one by one
 And let them go scraping and creeping
 Out over the crusted snow,
When others are sleeping.
And the dead leaves lie huddled and still,
No longer blown hither and thither;
The last lone aster is gone;
 The flowers of the witch hazel wither;
The heart is still aching to seek,
But the feet question "Whither?"
 Ah, when to the heart of man
 Was it ever less than a treason
 To go with the drift of things,
To yield with a grace to reason,
 And bow and accept the end Of a love or a season?

 Robert Frost