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Radiant Vision
The sun arose and filled my eyes
With heavenly glory personified
Tears down my face did solemnly pour
I stood transfixed, and begged for more
Golden rays lit up the new morn sky
With brilliant spectacle for the eye
With mouth agape I did profoundly stare
And wonder what God’s doing up there
To me He gave such wondrous gift
That my poor spirit felt tremendous lift
To my knees I should have promptly fallen
But I could not move despite hearing Him callin’
Frozen in place with feet on the soil
I praised the Lord’s amazing toil
For humankind: to free our souls
From worries: to give us lofty goals
Reaching deeply into my empty purse
I feared God’s wrath, or maybe worse
Instead my heart did nearly burst
With joy: I knew I was not cursed
The sun arose and filled my eyes
With heavenly glory personified
Just for the Picking
Ten thousand wishes float into the air
Brightly lit rainbow dots drift without care
Air-filled hopes slowly rise into the sky
Waiting for the moment to multiply
Realistic fantasies within reach
Specifically crafted for us each
Inside, a single dream lurks unfulfilled
Waits for perfect heart in which to be spilled
Dandified dreams as mystic butterflies
Burst in multicolored hues ‘ere our eyes
Windswept images of forgotten faces
Mist-enshrouded thought of faraway places
Everyday troubles weathered away
Lucky lazy bubbles brighten the way
Worlds of wonder wrapped in shiny white
Drawn down to earth by fragile string of kite
Electric energy for those who dare
Ten thousand wishes rise into the air.
My New Best Friend
To know God,
to truly know God.
That’s what I want more
than anything.
He’ll come to me as a friend
and sit by my side.
He’ll sing to me of love, joy,
and inner tranquility.
He’ll tell me what a good girl
I’ve been all my life,
and how pleased He is with
the paths that I have chosen.
When tears run down my cheeks,
He’ll wrap His arms around me
and hold me tight, not letting go
until the shuddering subsides.
We’ll share cool water from my fridge,
some homemade bread, and a bowl
of fresh fruit, picked off the trees in
my backyard. Before we begin, we’ll
bow our heads and offer thanks for
all the good and kind people in the
world, for peace, for love, and for
self-acceptance. I won’t like that last one.
When He bites into the apple and juice
runs down His chin, I’ll snap a photo,
and then we’ll laugh.
He’ll take a picture of me smiling, so that
I may treasure it forever.
After our meal, I’ll invite Him to spend
the night. We’ll have a slumber party
with popcorn and a G-rated movie.
He’ll sleep in the front bedroom, and
when I close my eyes that night,
I’ll sleep soundly until late the next day,
for the first time in a long, long while.
In the morning, He’ll wake me with the
warmth of His smile. I’ll feel tingly all
over, and when I get up, that feeling will
cling like plastic wrap.
Before He leaves later that afternoon,
He’ll pull me aside and whisper in my ear.
Like a gentle breeze, I’ll hear Him say
that He will be my one best friend.
Forever.
What is a Friend?
A true friend is a gift from God.
No more, no less.
Ears, eyes, heart
finely tuned
to every thought
action
need
A friend seeks balance,
craving only that which
is offered
and not one drop more
Giving, sharing
even the smallest things.
A warm hug,
kiss, smile
A friend knows when
to step up
and when to step down.
Never pushing or demanding
Reaching fingers
with open palm.
Electric energy pulsing
across the gap,
joining two strangers
into one compact unit.
A friend asks for nothing,
but is grateful
when something
drips into the heart,
warming the soul’s
ties.
Prayers offered
and heard.
Thanks given
for the smallest
of gestures
A friend is all that
and more.
Flowers, Flowers Everywhere
It didn’t take too long to realize
That I had begun to fantasize,
And I was forced to carefully apprise
The situation before my eyes.
My time had come, that much was certain.
I stupidly stared at the white curtain,
After my legs had stopped their dartin’
And my poor heart had ceased its hurtin’
The doctor, a diagram he traced
Of my heart: at me he boldly faced
And now declared, as my eyes gazed
At my demise. I was sorely fazed.
Later that day, I died, my heart hurtin’
Sad I was this good world to be partin’
I’d never again be smellin’
The flowers everywhere they be placin’
Another day awakens
A new day begins,
Promising calm winds
Sunny skies
A touch of clouds
That guide me through
The hectic times of my life
I stretch, drawing in
Energy to replenish
My weary soul
To revitalize desires
And strengthen interests
A healing, needed balm
The day beckons me forth
Greeted by the early
call of morning birds
Filled with bounteous joy
That fills my soul
With unbounded joy
I burst into expectant smile
The day is mine to conquer
I shall vanquish foes
Destroy doubts
Eliminate naysayers
While rising to the peak
Of my talent
Ah, the dreams of a new day
A day of joyous victory
To fill my sights.
I rejoice.
Despair Comes Again
Crispy, crunchy bits on the floor
Remnants of what was once me
Speak in sequestered voice
Whispers for none to hear
Memories masked in flimsy gauze
Distort into moaning miseries
Slices of soul oozing through my eyes
Trek along determined trails
Hollowness hails each morning
Darkness so deep that no light gleams
Heaviness haunts my limbs
Paralyzes rational thought
No hope, no light
Nothing but everlasting midnight
Covers my heart
Entrapped in cement, I wail
A Humbled Man
Things have been rough this year.
My wife died giving birth to a stillborn child.
I lost my job to a younger man.
The earth shook and things went wild.
Alcohol became my best friend
Keeping me warm on cold winter nights.
Teeth fell out and tongue turned brown
And vagrants challenged me to fights.
One rainy night, down on my luck,
No nickel to my tarnished name,
I stumbled into an empty house
Where I could hide in shame.
I searched through cabinets covered in dust
And looked under every loose board
Hoping to find a morsel to eat,
A blanket, a shirt, anything to add to my hoard.
Upstairs in what was a little boy’s room
A magical thing I did find.
Buried beneath a pile of rags,
A book to challenge my mind.
A stubble of candle sat on a shelf
And so I quickly lit it with glee.
By the flickering light I eagerly read.
A realization soon came to me.
The story spoke of a man long ago
Who owned very little but love.
He roamed his world bringing peace,
Goodwill, a message from God above.
I am like He, I began to think,
With nothing to lose nor fear.
Resolved to act I fell asleep
Like a child, both loved and dear.
When the new sun brightened the world
I stumbled, confusedly, into the hall.
For there surrounded in unearthly glow
Hovered the Man to whom I did fall.
“My Lord, forgive this humble man
who long ago fell out of Your grace.
Today I beg you, I am renewed
And ready to take my place.”
A breeze arose, tore off my rags
And dried the tears from my eyes.
Gentle fingers brushed my cheek
And lifted away my cries.
That was the day when I took control
And rejoined the human race.
From that day forward I was His man
And walked with smiling face
.
I now believe that my wife and child
Truly did not die in vain,
For their sacrifice brought me back to God
And to feel His love again.
The Laugh
The laugh is a miracle waiting to happen
A gurgling stream bouncing over life’s boulders
Riotous, rollicking wit on which to lighten
Burdensome weights from heavily bent shoulders
Fluffy clouds frolic freely through each person’s mind
That soon bubble out in side-splitting guffaws
A feeling so wondrous, magical in its kind
Unique in its effect; mood altering awes
Liberally dished out in portions humongous
No meager spoonfuls for humanity’s sake
Spread across boundaries, in actions so wondrous
That ribs crackle, tears flow, and sides quickly ache
The sun’s golden rays blossom majestically
Illuminating rainbows in bright hues
Emotions explode into sounds musically
Harmonious tunes blend in colorful hues
Burdensome miseries removed from memory
Riotous, rollicking times for the taking
Gurgling rivers of life’s hilarious story
The laugh, a miraculous joyous speaking
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