WHO WILL CARRY THE LIGHT… a Christian poem

black and red sports bike

When the wind stops blowing

And darkness fills the air

Who will carry the light

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When your heart is broken

And your way is lost

Who will carry the light

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When your anchor loses purchase

And your mooring is gone

Who will carry the light

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When your father has passed

And your mother is estranged

Who will carry the light

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When you drop to your knees

And you pray straight from your heart

Jesus will carry the light

BEREFT… micro story

His chest felt like it was sinking, untethered to anything, so too did his broken heart. Tears flowed in unfettered streams down his cheeks wetting his shirt. Sunlight glistened like tendrils of silver flecks within each drop. As for his heart… It was bereft of the only love it ever knew.

man wearing white dress shirt

A DARKER SIDE OF HOLLOW… a dark poem

brown snake

A darker side of hollow

Whispers in your ear

“I can make you happy…

Come, no need to fear!”

A prickling on your neckline

As your stomach fills with butterflies

“Is this the way that I should go?

Or is it all just lies?”

That cry of desperation

Was answered in a beat

And now the time has come for you

To go

Or to retreat

Within this world of madness

Too many empty souls

Take to the streets and kill each other

And pretend it makes them whole

So, be careful with your questions

Have faith and tow the line

Build bridges, not deeper chasms

Beacause darkness has the time

WISDOM OF THE WINDS… a poem

silhouette of man standing on sand

When the wind comes whispering

But my heart’s out of reach

Who am I

Can I deny

The lessons it could teach

Unwavering, its determination

To do what it must do

No obstacle is too great

Breathe in a breath or two

Step back and take a look again

In myself find belief

For tomorrows on the horizon

When my time comes to teach

ROCK BOTTOM… a very short story

And then I hit rock bottom… I thought to myself, if not aloud, “This is it! I’m all washed up and literally on rock bottom. Things in life cannot get any worse! All the work… all my life… and now, rock bottom. I guess that’s it! Nothing to do but… Ooo, that’s cool! It kind of looks like a fossil or something! I wonder if there are anymore around here. There’s another one! Wow! Who knew rock bottom could hold so much promise? Huh!”

The End

TSK, TSK… a poem

Do as I say

Not as I do

How’d that work out

Tsk, tsk…

They’ll never notice

They’re too rich to care

I guess they did

Tsk, tsk…

Just a quick stop

Come on, have a peak

Too close to the edge

Tsk, tsk…

This too shall pass

Stay home and stay well

Why didn’t you listen

Tsk, tsk…

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