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True Colors- Cyndi Lauper ....
The reason I have always loved this song is that it expresses so clearly the way I look at the people in my world.
First I see you with my eyes.
Then as I get to know you, (and I always seem to want to know people on a deeper level)., I want to know your heart. I am not very content with the shallow stuff ,which has little significance to me.
I want to know what makes your heart beat faster.
What makes you cry.
What makes you smile, and gives you joy.
I want to know if you can be vulnerable... (more)
In the whisper of the wind
On the golden red horizon
The rustle of the leaves
Rouse my longings
Latent quiescent reflections...
Remembering the times
We were together
The times we were apart
Never separate in heart or soul
Transcending space and time....
Walking hand in hand
On the sun-baked winter ground
Beneath a slate blue sky
The trees like skeletons
Their raised arms a plea to heaven.....
Dusk to Dawn together as one
Watching the dusk embrace the daylight
With open arms... (more)
I know I must not go there
The cost is too high to pay
Yet I hear a silent calling of my name
Almost prayer like as if
Someone is crying in their sleep
I ask to be shown, to bring to
Fruition with sacred truth
But my thoughts, prayers
Go unanswered, unacknowledged
As if they never existed or bore fruit
I gather my shattered heart
Tuck it safely in God's hands
Wondering if I shall return
In some unforeseen lifetime
To finish which was begun
And left to wilt in a forgotten
Dream ....... (more)
I see me in you...I feel me in you....
My heart is too soft, I know I hurt myself...
I do not know how to NOT care
To Not Feel
What you feel...
I have asked God many times
WHY..and what do you want me to do
The answers come slowly,
Not always on my time table.
But yet they come,
So I listen longer, harder.
Opening my heart to go inside
This unknown vision
Waiting to be taught patience
With Your divine guidance.
I surrender my life to what is gifted
Beyond my knowing... (more)
As I stand with kite in hand I cast my words into the wind With good intention I hold on Knowing also the fear of letting go
I know I am strong,
I know I have courage
To face the raging storm
Growing inside my distracted dismay
But not Today...
Today I will let my heart weep
Emptying and cleansing
Holding only what brings
All I have been given
Must be released
May the wind carry these words
To another lost soul to pick up
Holding them in their needful... (more)
Lately I have felt the sadness
I see it in your eyes
Taste it in your soul....
This fills my own heart with sorrow
Because, as much as I know I could help
You pull away, to escape to this lost place...
A place that feds your addiction
To what I know you are better than
I fear you are getting lost
Becoming what you are not.....
My prayers travel to you, although
You do not know
You do not see
You do not feel....
They rise above this vision of illusion
I know your struggle... (more)
We are defined by the stories we tell ourselves..but the question is...is your story empowering you or causing you to fall short . Story does not mean it is not true...but to continue to focus on it will not empower you. My story...I was given up, I was rejected, thrown away.
Later because of the love of my Mama, who adopted me , it became I was chosen....Biography is the farthest thing from your destiny...Your choices are your destiny, and who you will become.
We are in control of only two things...first, how we prepare for what may happen, and secondly how we response... (more)
I consecrate this poem
to you my beloved
It is all I possess
and hold sacred in my heart...
I consecrate it's rhythm,
pulse, symmetry and soul
To you to hold and cherish
when I am away or simply gone....
Bought and sold within a moment
Squandered and consumed....
This poem given birth within
moments of remembrance
Crafted forever through time
Found accidentally in an old book....
I consecrate this poem to you
My only gift to give
Stagnate or expanding?
Destroying or creating?
Acquiring through sharpened thoughts
Exposing one's own wounds....
with the transparent softness of compassion
Helping to heal the wounds of another....
To embrace the shell of yesterday?
Or slow dance into the puzzle of now....?
We make this choice
Everyday, every moment
Although we often forget
That it is
The choice between
Stagnate or expanding
Destroying or creating
Life and Death........ (more)
You heard my prayers on bended knees
I wept spilling bloody tears of confusion
Did you not hear me?
Did you not see me?
Did you not care?
You never answered
You never showed yourself to me
You made no acknowledgement....
You simply turned your back and
quietly walked away....
Now I will find my own answers
Given from above with true intention
They lift me from this illusion
They make mine burden bearable.
Endured and tolerated is over-rated
It slowly rips your heart and... (more)