Today a son is laid to rest
undoubtedly his parents test.
Their hearts will ache forever more
as angels knocked upon their door
To quickly take into embrace
and leave but memories in his place.
A son not more that 15 years,
today his parents will shed tears.
they'll do their best to comprehend,
a heart that God alone will mend.
Each beat of love and endless grace
each pulse with every bat and base.
Those dreams of years not meant to be,
for God had other plans you see...
but blessed they were to share his smile
To have him for a little while
to hear him laugh and wipe his tears
if only for those 15 years
His room with all his things remain
yet life shall never be the same
Embraced by Jesus at God's side
in heaven he will now reside
and as those left behind will cry
this day they bid their last goodbye...
the heavens will rejoice in song,
for now they're one more angel strong.
Deo Volente
March 25, 2010.
Friday, March 26, 2010
Saturday, March 20, 2010
deception
Not I said the fly
as he sat on the fence
so filled with pretence
certain that he would be believed
with the greatest intent to deceive
He gave a big beaming smile
with his own special style
and a wink that did make his eye spark
this fly had the heart of a shark
and although he insisted
the wise they resisted
knowing that the proof was in the cake ...
this fly was cloaked in icing for goodness sake.
Deo Volente
March 20, 2010
as he sat on the fence
so filled with pretence
certain that he would be believed
with the greatest intent to deceive
He gave a big beaming smile
with his own special style
and a wink that did make his eye spark
this fly had the heart of a shark
and although he insisted
the wise they resisted
knowing that the proof was in the cake ...
this fly was cloaked in icing for goodness sake.
Deo Volente
March 20, 2010
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Not just a name
If you have ever wondered why I use the name Doe Volente then today you shall have your answer. It's simple really, I could say it's the name given to me at birth, after all it is and I have the birth certificate to prove it... but there is a greater reason and that is its meaning. For those who don't already know Deo Volente means God willing... isn't that beautiful. The idea that every thought, wish, hope, dream and step in life begins and ends with the leap of faith that says, it shall only be if God is willing gives me hope. I am what I consider "a humble believer" I pray in the stillness of my room and the quiet of my thoughts. This blog is merely another way of saying out loud the things that I ponder and I choose to end my thoughts with these words not only because they are my name but more importantly because they remind me that what shall be depends solely on the will of God and what could possibly be more powerful than that.
Deo Volente
March 10, 2010
Deo Volente
March 10, 2010
Sunday, February 28, 2010
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
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
Tuesday, February 23, 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
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
Friday, February 12, 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
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
Thursday, February 11, 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
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
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