I'm not a poet
My practical mind doesn't gush description as a picture
fountain,
Spewing images drawn up from a lake of language into the imagination's eye.
Definition, not description,
My thought is an ordered playground of infant ideas, numbers, equations
Trying to grasp each other and form a ring 'o' roses engineering solution.
Wordsworth's pen spilt over the majestic hillscapes, unruffled lakes and
breezy cliffs.
His eager page flowing with nature's narration,
Quicker than the racing rivers that quenched his eye's thirst.
Yet I, on entering Yorkshire's garden or clinging to Pembroke's sharp edge,
Can only wait, awe-struck and silent.
Sheer magnificence of the memory's canvas can never paint a true word
masterpiece,
And the hungry pages demands are left starved and shrivelled.
Maybe, the greatest honour of all to be furnished upon God's universe
Is the poetic silence of indescribable beauty.
THE EAGLE
THE EAGLE SOARS ABOVE THE EARTH
ON SHAFTS OF SURGING AIR,
HE SOARS AND FLOATS ABOVE US ALL
AS ONLY GREAT EAGLES DARE.
HIS WINGS ARE SO VERY STRONG,
YET HE FLOATS WITH GRACEFUL EASE
ABOVE THE TREES, ABOVE THE CLOUDS,
EVEN FLIES ABOVE THE SEAS.
HE IS SO BEAUTIFUL TO BEHOLD,
HE IS PURE JOY TO WATCH IN FLIGHT,
HIS MAGICAL WINGS SEEM SO BOLD,
HIS HEART IS FILLED WITH MIGHT.
HIS GLORY WE SEE AS AN EMBLEM DEAR,
HE IS REVERED BY ONE AND ALL.
HIS STRENGTH IS OF FORCE, NOT OF FEAR,
ONE CAN HEAR HIS GLORIOUS CALL.
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My child, I love you.
I love you unconditionally.
I love you, good or bad, with no strings attached.
I love you like this because I know all about you.
I have known you ever since you were a child.
I know what I can do for you.
I know what I want to do for you.
My child, I accept you.
I accept you just as you are.
You don't need to change yourself.
I'll do the changing when you are ready.
I love you just as you are.
Believe this---for I assure you it is true.
My child, I care about you.
I care about every big or little thing which happens
to you. Believe this.
I care enough to do something about it.
Remember this.
I will help you when you need me. Ask me.
I love you.
I accept you.
I care about you.
My child, I forgive you.
I forgive you, and my forgiveness is complete.
Not like humans who forgive but cannot forget.
I love you. My arms are open with love.
Please come here! Come here to Me!
I forgive you!
Do not carry your guilt another moment.
I carried it all for you on the cross.
Believe this. It is true.
Rejoice...And be Glad
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Let me...
Let me go in peace I ask,
No more worries,
Not one more task.
Let me fall in Heaven's arms,
Safe and sound,
Not risk of harm.
Let me bask in God's waves of Love,
Surrendering all,
To Him above.
Let me feel what I may,
But teach me Lord,
Always to obey.
Let me learn to Love You more,
By hiding myself,
In Your Word.
Let me learn to Love me too,
I am a good thing,
In Your view.
I'm struggling God,
Here and now,
I need Your love to abound.
Understand my Father,
I do not cry,
Or hurt in vain.
It's just simply,
My nature as a human,
To feel this pain.
I understand I must go through,
Many things,
To stand next to You.
Give me strength to endure,
So that embracing blessings,
Might occur.
Help me Lord to come through,
Tried by fire,
And proven true.
Beauty is but a step away,
For when You hold me,
Imperfections melt away.
Although my significance,
I cannot now see,
I have a secret,
That carries me.
Peace You speak,
Love You show,
In Your Presense,
The truth is known.
That You love me,
I know You care,
And my burdens,
Are Yours to bare.
~Stephanie Shields
The gift to abide
The Master was on His way
one day.
Seeking a child that might come and stay.
A special gift to give was on His mind.
A rare jewel in the world He had to find.
As He sent the Angels east and west,
None were found that passed the test.
Some Christians were stingy,
And some were very rude,
But still to be found was one that's true.
This was a gift of true value and worth,
It could not be misplaced upon this earth.
He needed someone,
To stand out from the crowd,
Not just another Christian,
That is only too cute and proud.
Jesus wondered back to His throne,
And from the distance so weak and low,
Came a voice only a Father would know.
The cry of a child so desperately in need.
Made this Fathers heart ache and bleed.
Then King Jesus began to weep,
Listening to the broken child at His feet.
This person was not one bit too proud,
To go before His throne and ask out loud.
For forgiveness and mercy to come there in,
To flood the life that was filled with sin.
A broken vessel before Him now,
Only asking to be forgiven somehow.
The Lord washed over this child at once,
Cleansing so sweetly with His precious blood.
This was the child He'd been looking for,
This was the one that could surely sore.
So God gave His gift of that day,
That any who shall come will not turn away.
For the gift is to all of us that might fall and say,
Father I need You to cleanse me this day.
Take my sin and cast it aside,
That I might walk with You and forever abide.
~Stephanie A. Shields
LIVE IT 100%
YESTERYEAR I SAID
I AM A CHRISTIAN
but my actions had people say
WHO CARES
YESTERYEAR even though I said
I AM A CHRISTIAN
I never used my prayers
One day I looked around me
I had seen that my behavior was a disgrace
I tried to pray to JESUS
but all I wanted to do was hide my face
TODAY I pray
LORD PLEASE GUIDE ME
so my old actions will be replaced
AT THAT INSTANT
THE LORD REACHED DOWN AND TOUCHED ME
AS HE FILLED ME WITH HIS GRACE
Please DEAR LORD guide me
YES this is my prayer
Because I want my actions to show others
How much THE LORD DOES CARE
Sweet whispers of wind fralic near by
Waiting to land upon someones ear
The couple walking by
Catch the whispering winds eye
Singing sweetly the wind whispers
He loves you and will never go
Again singing sweetly whispers
She gives you her heart, take it with love
Sweet whispers of wind joyfully move on
A weeping child the whispers do find
Lovingly the child hears whispered upon the wind
You have been loved and will be loved again
The whispering winds show there love strong by sending a whispering hug
The sweet whispers of wind joyfully move on
The hopeless and lonely
The happy and love
Are all part of the people the whispering wind will show it love
by : SweetOne