The Burden of Anger

Nostrils flaring like a dirt pawing Bull

oxygen to a flame it boils in its cauldron.

Feeding the raging fire it utterly consumes

annihilation of all in its path Anger has taken root.

 

The burden of Anger like a ton of bricks on your back

As it scalds  your eyelids and your face is marred.

Anger screams , “you deserve justice and I will give it!”

 yet it is only you who is poisoned and you who goes black.

 

These words of prayer…

The bowels of the earth are thundering.

There is no longer safety in the past. There never was.

These words of prayer are for God. I know they please Him.

“…on earth as it is in heaven…”

There is only strength to take one moment at a time.

“…give us this day our daily bread…

We have been caught unaware of fragility like a vapor in the mist.

My shield of Faith feels like a furnace because all the earth is on fire and no water to be found.

Yet I am keenly aware of the scent of flowers, grass, and dirt.

“… deliver us from evil…”

…for thine is the glory forever and ever…”

God does not slumber. Jesus is Risen. His Love never fails.

Amen.

What Shadows Our Steps

her grey eyes so clear and intelligent

the unforeseeable future shadows our steps

her heart bleeds because others cannot see

the vast dark storm that will soon split the world in two

her ears hear the masses humming along

so immersed in their own lives that they are blinded

because she is old they do not listen

in the name of God receive the Salvation of Jesus

while you still can!

Did you like the snow









Did you like the snow when you were here or

when the harvest moon filled the atmosphere?

What about the summer sea

when you walked in Galilee?

I can see you everywhere I go

in the moon light and the snow

I see you by the summer sea

walking on the water you rescued me.

I dreamed I was flying…

I dreamed I was flying, the sole purveyor of the spectacular beauty below

with my Eagle eyes I could see exactly where to go

I flew over the spines of breathtaking mountains and white capped oceans vast

Flying up to the High Heavens all the galaxies in my path

while the gold dust of the stars showered me like rain

heal your wild wing…

 

A sunbeam shining on my day

Summer was a Play time

Oh heal your wild wing and fly…

 

Trust is the healing balm

healing time has come 

deep indigo Summer dreams come alive…

 

A moonbeam to dance upon

Summer is a silver silhouette

Oh head your wild wing and fly…

 

Photo by Charlotte May