“Broken Yoke”

I understand the things of God
being one with Him
I get it
but to those who don’t know Him
it might not make sense
so to be unequally yoked
can be devastating

the conversation
the sense of humor
the priorities
the meaning of life
all different

to be one with light
is one thing
but to be one with darkness
is another

but there are some who make it

the honest
open minded
and willing
allow others to be
and encourage them along the way

if you’re with someone who’s high in spirits
they lift you up
but if you’re with someone who’s always quiet
they pull you down

the trick is
getting back up

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“Gambling”

I bet some marriages
are happy

I bet husbands and wives
have conversations

I bet they hug and kiss
and mean it

I bet there’s laughter
and endless smiles

I bet some pray together
walk together
spend quality time
together

of course
I wouldn’t put my money on it

“Different Worlds”

life is supposed to mean something

yet for some
it doesn’t
it’s just another day to do
nothing
it’s just another time to have
selfish needs met
it’s just another hour to be
pleased

thinking only of self
and how to make that feel good

to others
life is breath
a meaning more than living
a deepness that is touched
by being love
for others
a closeness of the self
they were meant to be

life is something
that if lost
can never be gained back

we only live once

why do some want to waste it
why do some not want to talk
about the One who created it
why do some only hope for the best
after life
instead of learning
and knowing
and embracing what’s next

one thing’s for sure
I’m tired of having thoughts
that welcome death

More Than…

This is a line from “The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe,” and some will know why it stood out to me.

“The whole castle stood empty with every door and window open and the light and the sweet spring air flooding in to all the dark and evil places which needed them so badly.”

On the Edge

You ever have those moments when all you want to do is write, yet nothing comes out? (sigh) I do. Lately, I have those moments A LOT, and for some reason, it hurts my heart. How can you tell? …the tears running down my face.

So, today, my writing may be out-of-sorts (if it comes “out” at all).