Spiritual

Living sparks in the dark

The world will fast collide With its own beginning, Then silence shall reign Supreme again, I surmise. Then there’ll be no more singing. Joyous, choirs shall be silent

Lay waste to my own dark wastelands

I have no rest on sea or mainland… Although I’ve ask for, His helping hand As yet I’ve not rest in His right-hand
Cherry

Impetuous Tongue

Tongues cause trouble all through life: words bring peace or stir up strife, cheer or sadden, hurt or heal: inward state of soul reveal. Men remember what I say, and I need to often pray,

Thoughts

Thoughts are seeds . Sew them well .

The House Where God Lives

God has said he would a make a home in us

Lost

No hope was problem, no hope leaves you lean No dream is not such a problem, no hope and you should scream Down hearted is a problem, half hearted fails your dream

Towering above and beyond…

Sometimes I feel so dirty Unworthy of a human body Sometimes I want to pray or preach Sometimes I want to hide out of reach Sometimes I want to cry like a baby

Master Piece

Each stroke with love kissed moonlit bay,

It’s all love coos… a turtle dove!

He who vents anger towards god And says he doesn’t exist…? Couldn’t be more of a believer Than he who goes church on Sunday To validate a new growing faith