A wish of morrow...

Tonight, as the darkness,
I dwell within the crack.
The creases of what is to be
and where I can't go back.
A blur of roads once traveled
and trails still yet ahead.
Of words like swirling butterflies
and ones yet to be said.
I sit inside the shadows,
still dreaming of the light.
The dawn that comes in glory...
after, the dead of night.
A wish beyond the distance,
on lights that shine here still.
Though every bit of sparkle,
comes only from their will.
Tis darkness that has swallowed,
my heart in every beat.
So here I sit in silence...
of moments bitter sweet.
Just fading in the distance,
much like what shone before
and praying in the whispers,
that this shall be no more.
With hope that in the morrow,
this light shall blaze anew...
till then, I'm here on bended knees,
for that's all I can do.

Deo Volente
February 28, 2010

Try...

Be it dream or err,
all roads lead somewhere.
Whether paved or broken,
it needs steps to be awoken.
Much like winds within life's sail,
without effort it shall fail.
Remember, every fire was once a spark,
you'll never know until you build that ark.

Deo Volente
February 23, 2010

Marriage

May your marriage bloom
As the perfect spring flower
Rejoicing always in the pleasures of each hour
Rooted in glory and boundless delight
Indelible throughout the days and nights
Alive with blessings and showered with...
Grace,
Eternally nestled in God's warm embrace

Deo Volente
February 12, 2010

uncertainty...

I'm not sure if I'm in a pickle
or if I've simply grown quite fickle
it may just be a stage
brought on by my old age
I'm second guessing all the way
is that just cruel for me to say?
I'm not sure what is best
this may just be a test
How much is too much, I wonder
am I too far gone, I ponder
should I say no and let it be
will that set all my worries free
I want to help, that I know
yet all the signs are telling me no
Lord, help me find the right way to go...

Deo Volente
February 11, 2010

A not so simple thought

Wouldn't it be great to see the world through the eyes of a child? Children stick to the basics, if you've ever watched a child play with a box you should understand what I mean. People seem to forget as they get older what joy truly means. They dwell on the material, obsess about the bills, rush from point to point from activity to activity and run themselves ragged. I wonder how old they were when they lost sight of lifes simple joys; when they stop loving the life they were living and started seeking to live a life they hoped to love...


Deo Volente
February 9, 2010

The MLK way

no! I shall not quietly, retreat into the night
all those hoses, flaming crosses are more fuel for my fight
this road that I will travel I must pave
even if it takes me to my grave
when you clench your fist in fury I'll extend an open hand
I may stumble from your anger but resolve will help me stand
determined not to fight fire with fire
for I know that every flame has to expire
I shall walk with even paces as the trail ahead is steep
when you drag me to your jail cell I will take the time to sleep
resting for the journey still to be
as your bars cannot contain a soul that's free
although hate and separation is what moves you most to speak
I shall use my voice in glory to proclaim we're all unique
for like flowers we are different that I know
just as love will make a garden thrive and grow
I believe that what you reap is what you sow.

Deo Volente
February 6, 2010

step one...

There are a few things I want to do but could it be that I have waited too long to do these things? They are simple things really, trivial things in the grand scheme of things but I really want to do them just the same. I suppose you are wondering what they are, well I tell you what, I have decided that I am going to take a baby step approach to getting these things checked off my "bucket list" and as I check each one I will tell you all about it; wish me luck.

Deo Volente
February 6, 2010

time, life, worry

I am counting the minutes so late,
I worry, I ponder, I wait...
blind trust, I shall not place in man
yet I listen and hope they understand
Motherhood is love without limit
and tonight I am buried deep within it
sleep is not an option I fear
so I linger between worry and care
praying dear Lord for his sake...
this thing that he fights, let him shake.
until then, the minutes are creeping...
as I stand guard and watch my heart sleeping.

Deo Volente
February 3, 2010