I love to write poetry. It is how I express my feelings and how I try to make sense of the world around me. I love it when people read my poems and say that the words affected them in some way or that they have felt that way too. Hope you enjoy them.
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Each child holds the World in an open hand
to mould it into any shape they choose
they have a lifetime to understand
that they just can't lose.
They must let their imaginations fly
and be creatively inspired
if only every child could try
to create the world they each desired.
Imagine the possibilities
and how such a world could be
a choice of infinite realities
it could be truly heavenly.
It isn't just a daydream
we can make or dreams come true
it isn't as hard as it may seem
heaven is in all of you.
You already hold heaven in your hand
and also in your heart
if every child could make a stand
that would be a start.
How great is the love that he bestows
How wonderful his Spirit
How glorious the light that glows
And the truth within it.
How strong is the hand that guides me
And leads me on my way
How mighty is my saviour
Who delights in me today.
How can I show my love for him
And prove my heart he's won
For unburdening from me my sin
Through his most precious son?
How faithful is his presence
That never leaves my side
He knows my deepest feelings
When I have smiled when I have cried.
How comforting his healing love
That banishes all my fears
Which are carried on the wings of a dove
To heaven with my tears.
How euphoric is the joy
That is all that now remains
In his great love I can employ
The power to shed all Earthly chains.
How humbled in his Spirit's grace
I feel his gentle touch
That opens up a new found faith
In me that means so very much.
How can I prove my love for him?
By answering his call
By listening to God's love within
And then by walking tall
And sharing out that healing light
That he has given me
To carry on the daily fight
With darkness fear and misery.
If ever you are in some doubt
about your life's direction
take a large step back
and make a new connection
to all that makes you who you are
and to all those lives you have touched
it seems you have come so very far
and achieved so much.
If you observed your own life's journey
from a different point of view
I am sure you would see the difference
you have made to other lives by just simply being you.
Sometimes the road's a long one
with many obstacles along the way
you have met a fair few crossroads
and had many tolls to pay.
I know the way's not always clear
and you often may get lost
but just think of all those you hold most dear
and not of how much it has cost.
Then start to plan a new journey
and this time take the scenic route
don't be in such a hurry
don't follow the traffic just to suit
another who tries to point the way
it might not be right for you
taking the road less travelled
may have a nicer view.
My life is moving like a flowing river,
constantly cutting through a path,
It demonstrates a myriad emotions,
it knows that nothing ever lasts.
A quiet stream
my trickle slow and easy,
its calm and gentle whisper
penetrates my dreams.
And yet nothing quite so simple
seems to please me
and nothing quite so complex
seems to tease.
As that sleepy river starts to awaken
and rocks and rapids introduce a change of pace,
I feel my senses sharpen, am I mistaken?
Is my life a river or a race?
And as the rush of water nears its final goal,
the energy of my lifeforce takes a turn,
then suddenly the sum of all my parts are whole,
I feel there is little left I need to learn.
Finally the river finds the ocean,
its vast expanse sets my spirit free
and now I know my mind is open
as the waters of my life mingle with the sea.
So now my soul is moving with the tides of my emotions,
I'm free to ebb and flow in gentle waves
and I know now that my devotion
to my children and my life behaves
just like the ever changing, ever flowing
gentle river travelling towards the sea,
and the waters of my life are ever changing
to suit whatever form it may decide to be.
My life's all hands and feet
in paint on simple canvas,
they overlap and meet,
the patterns made are neat but hapless.
My children's hands are pretty
side by side or holding mine,
and their little toes so tender
outlined in glitter pen so fine.
And on the hands like henna,
the patterns twist and turn,
not symbols of prosperity and fertility
but a visual mantra
of my family's lives entwined.
I may be all fingers and thumbs
and my life's journey seems to be made
with two left feet...
but each step echoes like native drums
that with my children, the picture is complete.
Like footsteps in the sand
the paths we make change with time,
and making pictures with our hands
can speak a thousand words - just sublime.
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