Monday, September 24, 2012

A Tribute to Lost Loved Ones

"I looked up to the Heaven's,
and in the stars I found
you looking back at me.

It was not your face
or your eyes that I saw there,
but the essence of the dreamer in you.

Your creative side
held an imagination
as boundless as the starry sky.

It is a part of you
that will never be lost
it simply has new visions to explore."



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Monday, September 3, 2012

I made you sad today..

I made you sad today; and in the knowing of that single thing, my own heart was torn in two.
I never wanted to be the source of any frown upon your face or any sadness in your soul.
I hurt you. That one thing which I had endeavored never to do, and still it happened.
If I could turn back time or change the past, without question I would do things differently.
If only the wisdom of the future would visit us in the present as we face the choices of today.
There are no words that will erase what I have done from your heart or your mind.
There is no action I can take to undo what I have brought about.
I can only look into your tear-filled eyes and see the broken state of your soul.
Promises do not correct the wrong-doings of my life, nor do they replace the trust that has been torn asunder.
But where there is love, there can be forgiveness.
Forgiveness and true repentance are the only healing balms in the world that can mend the divide between us.
When you look into my eyes, do you see that my heart has broken too?
When I speak to you, do you hear the cracking of my spirit in every word I whisper?
Ever so slowly I reach out my hand to you and pray that you will take it in your own.
Here I am, not perfect, not shining and new, but wiser and sincere, offering you all that I have and all that I am.
Do you accept? (Even though I am not perfect as you once thought me to be?)




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Sunday, August 26, 2012

Water Spirit Poem


It called to me with the sounds of gently running water.

My mind sought out the source and looked there for an answer that it had long been seeking.

An almost silent whisper drew me forth.

The rhythmic melody of the flow casting its spell upon my soul.

Then and there it came to life and took on a form most familiar.

Moving with liquid motion so fluid and so smooth as it crossed the distance between us.

Its gaze bored into me from watery, translucent orbs that gleamed like pearls.

I was moved by an almost magnetic pull that drew my hand forward to touch it.

Then with a sudden splash, it collapsed into a puddle before my feet.


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