the sound of heaven
heard in the eyes
of love
when looking thru windows
of the lost Continue reading
joy
When My Laugh Went Missing
Last night, a man was speaking about his testimony and how laughing in desperate times invites Joy to defeat the enemy. Well, as he was talking, I was reminded of something. Continue reading
“Silent Rivers”
I wonder where tears go
that hide inside
behind a fake smile
behind a strong heart
behind a new future
do they join rivers of living water
and flow out in joy?
“River Dance”
sometimes
words
flow
like
the
tears
they’re
written by
“Heaven”
a place where time
doesn’t exist
a place where it’s never
the last moment
a place that listens
plans and
releases
strength
hope
and love
having the power
to send darkness to hell
having the faith
to walk in victory
having the courage
to stand tall
and believe
in freedom
in joy
in love
so many choices
to make every day
so many moments
to be love
for God
for yourself
for others
torment may last
for a moment
but joy and peace
are forever more
“Invisible View”
some people only want to read joy
some people only want to read pain
life lived without pretending
will have more than one emotion
an open heart is free
to cry
to laugh
to enjoy
to contemplate
to rejoice
to reach out
to reach in
not everyone opens up
not everyone judges
not everyone condemns
not everyone loves
the way God loves
Empty Stands
Well, I wasn’t going to write today because writing makes me tired, and I have a lot of flags to sew, so I decided to write a quick poem about what was going on in my heart, and as I read it, I began to weep.
I love it when my own poetry touches my heart.
As I was crying, I couldn’t get rid of what I wanted to write about, couldn’t push it to the side. I’d woken up with it, and evidently, the only way it’ll go away is through my fingers, so through these tears, I’ll give you my heart. Continue reading
“Hungry but Full”
I know what supernatural means
and I know what starving artist means
the reality of heaven
isn’t always money in the bank
it’s feasting at a table of Continue reading
“Romans Nine: Three”
my heart overflowing
with the beauty of You
how can anyone miss the joy
of living peace Continue reading
