It’s hard to take, for those alone All the appropriate feelings Happiness, good cheer, family and friends Smiles make pain scream all the louder So share your Christmas blessings With the bereaved, the sick, the sad Shine a little light in their darkness At the birth of grace Give hope to the hopeless God came…
Flowers
In the empty caverns of an empty soul Something echoes, a sad sound Is it fear that current plans will fail Is it conviction that all plans must fail Immaterial Time to sing a new song Time to fill the empty caverns With music of the heart Time to plant seeds of faith And grow…
Home at last
I am a stranger in this place A traveller on a journey home I carry nothing. It wouldn’t do To be burdened with inconsequential things Baggage can be discarded Pride and all folly Are excess on this final flight A new beginning, and I feel a thrill of anticipation A lifelong promise soon to be…
Elf help – when you need a little love
In 1987 a small book was released by Abbey Press, called ‘Be-Good-to-yourself Therapy’. Written by Cherry Hartman and illustrated by R.W. Alley, this booklet included whimsical drawings of an elf with a candle in his hat going about his day, with thoughts and suggestions about being good to yourself. Over thirty years and multiple books…
Petrichor
Love and life evaporating Drying out in the blazing heat of pain Leaving the spirit parched, desiccated Praying for relief Praying for a break to this drought Then heaven opens Blessings fall, fresh showers Anoint a wilted heart Unfurling petals receive this rain And bask in its scent Petrichor for the soul
Tapestry
When colours reinvent themselves Nature squeezing out shoot, bud, leaf Life turns full circle And the dance begins again Warm breeze carries scent of newness Birds and beasts love and live And bring new life To continue the journey Creation’s tapestry Woven by divine hands
Salvation is nearer
The world croons and calls Dances and mesmerizes So sweet, so very alluring Do what thou wilt, taste forbidden fruit Be yourself, know yourself, discover yourself Self, self, self … But this is mere delusion And focused within, we find only darkness We need to lift our eyes outwards and upwards And there is…
Future
Walking into the fog It’s a real pea souper Can’t see a foot in front of my face Glimpses of possibilities Murky and unclear Can’t see the ground on which I’m walking Might fall off a cliff any moment Feeling my way like one blind Living presently Now is all that matters Leave the future…
Peace
Looking for peace In a world that won’t be still I turn to God And wait for answers the lily of the field allows worry to float away blown by the wind beyond sight and thought Lord, I am not a lily And I am afraid Don’t let me fall
What He does for us
There is so much our father does for us And sometimes the most special Are the little things The things you didn’t expect And barely dared to hope for You didn’t get rained on The bus came on time You got the job, made a living, met the One You were in trouble and He…
Eclectic Assemblage 