Through those eyes so beautiful and wide
I see you
Standing yet shaken
From thought not awaken
Full of dreams yet void of hope
Alive yet not living
Daring yet afraid
Woe those choices you have made
Anger keeps you in his grip
This poison you so freely sip
Choking your youth
Your warmth, your grace
Break free and let me in
This tyrant must not win
Use those eyes so vibrant and wise
To see and you’ll be surprised
The faces that will come to view
All of them with tears for you
Moved by your plight
Ready to help you fight
Open your eyes beyond the now
And you will see just when and how
You will rise above this day
Just choose another way
Share this burden that you bear
Let me in, I truly care
Too smart to see this road as wise
Too smart to listen to his lies
Too smart not to lift your head up
Dream big and work for every drop
Live your gifted life by sewing fruitful crop
To be Gods own son
To change the course you’re on
To rise, you’re too smart not to be wise
Use those beautiful brown eyes and you will see me
Hear and believe me
I wish you victory in battle
To be so true you won’t unravel
For love to overflow your every being
Let me in so I can see what you are seeing
I can help you through your pain
Through this never ending rain
To see the rainbow that God made, just for you
Unlock there retched gates and let me through
So I can wipe away those tears
Help with the burden of your years
Find a way to heal so you may grow
I’ll always be here for you, hope you know
Deo Volente
February 18, 2009
Every day at its beginning is great, it's up to those who live it to keep it that way...K.E. aka Deo Volente
Monday, September 21, 2009
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Time
I don't want to turn back time
what is lost cannot be mine
not the whisper nor the sigh
nor the laughter or the cry
be it chance or be it fate
it is not mine to debate
time will only move in one direction
I simply choose to treasure each connection
all the lessons I will learn
every gift within each turn
the moments that are worthy of recall
I treasure every moment big and small
lifes lessons and lifes blessings one and all
Deo Volente
September 20, 2009
what is lost cannot be mine
not the whisper nor the sigh
nor the laughter or the cry
be it chance or be it fate
it is not mine to debate
time will only move in one direction
I simply choose to treasure each connection
all the lessons I will learn
every gift within each turn
the moments that are worthy of recall
I treasure every moment big and small
lifes lessons and lifes blessings one and all
Deo Volente
September 20, 2009
Thursday, September 17, 2009
I can relate...
" The question that sometimes drives me hazy, am I or the others crazy"
Sir. Albert Einstein
Sir. Albert Einstein
Friday, September 11, 2009
9-11-09
Today I shall reflect
Today I shall rejoice
I will hold each life in glory
and recall each blessed voice
I will lift them up in splendor
and to love I shall surrender
I will drown out all the hate
though it rose it shalln't dictate
For I know deep in this heart without debate...
God was there to greet each soul at heavens gate.
Deo Volente
September 11, 2009
Today I shall rejoice
I will hold each life in glory
and recall each blessed voice
I will lift them up in splendor
and to love I shall surrender
I will drown out all the hate
though it rose it shalln't dictate
For I know deep in this heart without debate...
God was there to greet each soul at heavens gate.
Deo Volente
September 11, 2009
Monday, September 7, 2009
Admiration...
I sometimes wonder with lingering doubt
What this true self is really about
I like what I like come what may
It’s seems I’m just carved out that way
My emotions are stronger than I can express
And often I’m certain I should have said less
For words can be misunderstood
As well it seems at times they should
I wear these emotions so well on my sleeves
An act that so many could never conceive
Yet this is the fragment of me
So what has to be then will be
I ask with all kindness don’t misunderstand
If through my emotions I reach out a hand
To smile at you by way of words
Apply this to what you have heard...
I admire the talents that God did bestow
Along with the virtues by which they will grow
Each one with its blessed small voice
Reminding my heart to rejoice...
If you hear more than that, it’s your choice.
Deo Volente
September 7, 2009
What this true self is really about
I like what I like come what may
It’s seems I’m just carved out that way
My emotions are stronger than I can express
And often I’m certain I should have said less
For words can be misunderstood
As well it seems at times they should
I wear these emotions so well on my sleeves
An act that so many could never conceive
Yet this is the fragment of me
So what has to be then will be
I ask with all kindness don’t misunderstand
If through my emotions I reach out a hand
To smile at you by way of words
Apply this to what you have heard...
I admire the talents that God did bestow
Along with the virtues by which they will grow
Each one with its blessed small voice
Reminding my heart to rejoice...
If you hear more than that, it’s your choice.
Deo Volente
September 7, 2009
Saturday, September 5, 2009
something to think about
I was up late the other night as I often am and decided to turn on the TV after all I was awake and haunted so why not rot my brain cells a bit. Flipping through channels I came upon reruns of a show I find interesting so I watched. It happened to be an episode I had never seen before so that at least made it worthwhile. At the end, as is always the case, one of the main characters recited a quote. Normally I’d hear the quote, think “interesting” then move on but this quote was different. For some reason it resonated with me but I didn’t hear who the character was quoting. Days passed and the need to know simply grew so I decided to search the internet and as though it were destined to be, I found it in the first link on my first try. If you have ever searched the internet for anything you know how unlikely that is. So here it is, the quote that hit home and the name of the man wise enough to have said it...
"Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls. The most massive characters are seared with scars." Khalil Gibran
Deo Volente
September 5, 2009
"Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls. The most massive characters are seared with scars." Khalil Gibran
Deo Volente
September 5, 2009
Thursday, September 3, 2009
This I am
I have never been one for material things
I prefer the simple joys in life.
I am a huge fan of the sky
and the marvel of the Earth.
I am the kind of person
who walks along the shoreline
entranced by the blue of the water
the vastness of the sky
the sparkle of the sand
and the shape of every shell...
I am simple.
I suppose that makes me strange
but he who understands my simplicity
knows how beautiful this life can truly be.
Deo Volente
September 03, 2009
I prefer the simple joys in life.
I am a huge fan of the sky
and the marvel of the Earth.
I am the kind of person
who walks along the shoreline
entranced by the blue of the water
the vastness of the sky
the sparkle of the sand
and the shape of every shell...
I am simple.
I suppose that makes me strange
but he who understands my simplicity
knows how beautiful this life can truly be.
Deo Volente
September 03, 2009
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