We are like the wind
Sometimes gentle
Sometimes harsh
A lazy breeze
On a sunny day
Is when life feels most right
And yet, there is more to us
When trouble is around
Blowing hard
Against our foes
Tumbling feelings across the ground
Pushing our way
To find our path
And set our course again
Doing our best
To not become
A hurricane force wind
But we need solace in our hearts
As we pull back the reins
The wind may be invisible
And like us can hide the pain
I was visiting my precious granddaughter during a time she was expanding her vocabulary, and I asked her an innocuous question, to which she responded:
“I no know, Papa!”
This is a phrase that my wife and I still repeat today… I do love my babies!
Disgust and disdain
Is what one side felt for the other.
Until…
They came face-to-face.
Swords were dropped
And words were spoken.
What was discovered
Was a common goal.
Peace exploded
Into their world.
My veins are longing
Longing to be filled
Into expansion
To grow and share my all
And all that I can be
Gentle, small beginnings
Getting stronger every day
Soaking in the nourishment
Soaking up the rays
My color deepens
And with every drop of rain
I live
Until the Fall
Then I refrain
FROZEN POTHOLES
In the desperation of my folly
I’ve climbed a mountain of regret
On this trapeze of the life I’ve lived
All, without a safety net
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My head up in the clouds
Not seeing what’s in front of me
Unfulfilled and broken promises
Frozen potholes on the sea
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Yet, here I stand just like you
With years under my belt
Time and again I still stumble
But no longer do I melt
NEW BEGINNINGS
Gripped by the strength
Of an unseen hand
I was lead to freedom
In the promised land
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My heart filled with joy
At the sight in the mirror
A smile I thought lost
Forever is clearer
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With goosebumps on skin
As I ready myself
For the hand of another
And nobody else
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Vows to be taken
Spoken from the heart
Blessed by our God
And a brand-new start
The rebel fights to be set free
To pillage and trash and burn
Destroying the life with simplicity
Disregarding the good we learn
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If given the chance he will prevail
Leaving a trail of tears
Bottled up inside
How long can we hide
From the rebel who feeds in our fears
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