04
October
2009

Forgotten

Posted in : Inspiration

Silence permeates the darkness as the lone figure navigates a solitary trail. Raindrops merge with the salty wetness streaming from her soulful eyes. Piercing sobs escape her parted lips, echoing through the sodden trees. Breaths come in ragged gasps as paralyzing pain threatens to overtake her. Clumsy hands grasp at her chest, futilely attempting to hold together the pieces of her broken heart. Though shattered, the organ remains viable. Taunting voices resonate through her perplexed mind; voices strangely familiar, voices once gracious now vile and contemptible. Obscurity envelopes her, greedily digging vicious nails into her tender flesh. Struggling against the unwelcome encroachment, she yearns to be free. Scanning the vast emptiness she seeks Truth. Deceptive lies challenge her. She craves peace, tranquility but such intangibles elude her. Anguish arises at comparisons among others of her kind. The same, yet fundamentally different, the recipe for her life includes no comparable ingredients. Individuality brings her indescribable pain, pain often inflicted by friendly fire. Her purpose remains unclear, her mission unknown. She stumbles gracelessly as gentle hands cushion her fall; broken, bleeding, yet never alone. She gazes at Him, questions in her eyes. Answers are not forthcoming but He offers strength that she may resume her race. Rising to her feet she determines to regain her pace. Though the trail is marred and the runner bruised she fixes her eyes on the horizon and continues forward.


16
September
2009

Solitary Reign

Posted in : Poetry

Reigning high from lofty throne
Judgment passed, deeds not condoned

Peasants scurry here and there
Desperate to avoid dragon’s lair

Fire breathing, self-righteous ruler
No other found any crueler

Palace life obscures view
Compassion ne’er extended, ‘tis true

Cracking whip; obedience forced
Fear instilled; devotion coerced

False perceptions; diatribes ensue
Imprisonment granted for seekers of truth

Solitary king dies alone
Lifeless body on golden throne


13
September
2009

Speculation

Posted in : Inspiration, Poetry

Tears course softly down freckled cheek
Eyes look towards heaven, answers to seek
Face contorts, shoulders heave,
Daddy, Daddy what mess we perceive

Choices made with utmost discretion
Path followed by your directions
Ultimate goal not what we sought
Did we go left, when right we ought?

Barricaded, trapped, as if bands of steel
Elusive freedom, we yearn to feel
Bloodied, weary, weathered and torn
Strength summoned to carry on

Circumstances beyond comprehension
Cause Spirit and soul constant contention
Doubts rise from flesh, weak
While trusting in You wholly, complete

Double minded man, unstable in ways
Often wondering, completely crazed
Sanity, Peace, Love and contentment
Offer liberty, deliverance from emotional resentment

Answers of truth we oft’ cannot bear
Ways of Your hand seldom clear
Strong tower, safe haven, refuge from storm
Daddy, Daddy, forever safe in Your arms



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Southern by birth; Texan by the grace of God - Texas is my adopted home and I love it! There is no where I would rather be; however I am equally proud of my Southern roots. I will fit my heritage into conversations as often as socially acceptable. I am a friend of God...


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