Me And Those Before And After

This volume of descendents I open
Written of those who came before me
As those in a family lineage

Pages yellowed and worn

Of conquests and calamities
Ends with me, an unfinished chapter

The beginning of mine mimics the same condition

Results similar
As with the ending though, my pages are white, unwritten

Through my read

I discover traits and patterns
Like them are me

Admitting I am more like them than I want

My paradigm shifts more into focus
Of learned behavior

I am my Father and Mother’s son

As they both, were sons and daughters themselves
But now, I also am eternally a son of a different Father

Interject now the Holy Spirit

My soul and flesh clash against this paradigm
He now, my only hope for transformation

From the within my inner corridors

Revolutionize me Spirit of the Living God
For I find inserted two more chapters within mine

A son and daughter

Precious more to you than me
Pages empty, their stories still to be written

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Tears In A Snowglobe

Stillness in a hutch
A relic gathering dust
She sits on a swing…lingering
Amidst barren cherry blossom trees
Petals strewn motionless about
A coverlet of pink and white on the ground

Motionless

Patient she waits for that touch
Many hourglasses go by
Until the hand of the curious
Rouses her world

She is stirred, invigorated

She lives this moment though short lived
Cherry blossoms instantly encircle
Blinding like a snowstorm
Similar to millions of glimmering stars
Soon they settle back to cover
She and her world return calm
To hibernation as fast as it woke

Painted on smile and sparkling eyes

Never changes in her watery world
I knew of a boy
Who thought he once saw tears in her eyes
I knew a girl once…just like this one

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May This Dance, Have I...?

Like a gentleman on bended knee
Under this chandelier of glittering stars
Comets falling floating with parachutes
Lights the grand ballroom encapsulating us
May I, this dance have

We can waltz a path

Through blossomed orchards
Breathe deep your sweet fragrance I will
You can lead, than I
Ourselves lost in the roaming of our embrace

Moving through doorframes of the four seasons

We can uncover a silver lining of our own
Under a cotton white sun you shine, I’ll shine
Stirring a breeze that our pulses make
Absent in our wake

We can rove and effortlessly glide

Above the wave and foam of the seven seas
Or dance atop a forested canopy
Take flight, sip the sweet of the Milky Way
Gleaning secrets of our Creators’ galaxies

He will waltz us through paths of righteousness

Through splendid banquet halls of kings and queens
Dwellings of paupers and beggars
Whatever His will may be
May He be the Lord of our embrace!

Our fingers intertwined with curve and cadence

Dancing dreams are our days
From now until eternity arrives
The Spirit will be our compass
Always I will cover you in prayer

May this dance, have I…?

 

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That Day That Moment

Tears welled in my eyes
As I beheld the Lord’s splendor
That day, that poignant moment
His fingerprints, His creation

There are no words to place here

For the dissimilar emotions I beheld
Nature and panorama colliding
Crisp, vibrant, visual, and stunning

Tears flow at this awkward moment

Sentiment surges, reaction realizing
That I will be removed from earth to heaven someday
Will essentially miss these magnificent earthly displays

I am finite yet infinite, foolish yet wise

All I know, this is the world that I am tethered to
Hitherto the paradise that awaits
Mind and spirit cannot comprehend

Creation groans, so do I

Set your mind not on earthly things I am told
Yet not I, have walked in visions of this paradise
For, no eye has seen that which awaits us

And yet, tears flow foolishly, selfishly and why?

A new earth is on the horizon
Thank you Lord for my life’s duration, eyes to have beheld
Such a sliver, such a glimpse of your majesty to come

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Send Lazarus

Affluent I was the man
Copiously clothed in opulence
I ate and lived in fanciful faire
A beggar, Lazarus daily lay at my gate
No attention did I ever pay or give

So it was that I died

And Lazarus too
As the worm has turned in eternity
Being in torment
I lifted up my eyes, now beholding Lazarus
Past an abyss I cannot pass

Opulent now, the beggar becomes prince

Now he is comforted
And I, now tormented in this flame
Crying out!

Send Lazarus

Dip his finger in the water
To cool my tongue
For I am eternally tormented in this flame
But the Lord’s voice echoes
Over the abyss that cannot be overcome

Oh Lord I beg thee then

Send Lazarus to my earthly father’s dwelling
That he can testify to my folk
His Spirit echoes aloud and across

If Moses was not heard

And my prophets too
Neither will they be of persuasion
Though one rises from the dead

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I Am Both

One side of the mirror is who you are
The other side is who you want to be
Yet Wisdom and Truth enlightens
One must discern
There is imperfection to both sides
The lust, the flesh and the pride of life
They all reflect both ways
As does salvation and grace
One is flesh and spirit
One is just an image
I am both

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Kite Flying, Blossoms And Bloom

Yielding blossoms bound
Coming to flower
Strands of sunbeams find their way
To peek upon my consign where
I respite

My kite plays and seeks to be seen

Lofting restless in the coil of the wind
Above and over the trees
Gazing as if jealous
Peering through the yawning of leaves

My string is spun white silk

Held captive to the earth
Where he took flight
From my hand from whence
I dispense his altitude

Pleasance encapsulates me

I am encompassed in a lazy fair of bloom
Sunshine daydreams and a parade of blossoms
My Lord has lain before me

Besides the movement of the breeze

And his push of elliptic aromas
There is a stillness of silence 
Quiet deafening demanding my attention

I think now

I will lie down
Place my hands behind my head
Shut my eyes, breathe deep
And sigh…peacefully!

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