Sweet Swallow

How far have you flown sweet swallow?
How far will your journey be?
What marvels have you seen?
Whose pains have you listened to and whose
cares have you lifted to the sky?

Sing me your cares and lighten your load,
For your heart will become heavy if not
Sing me your hopes and dreams,
Offer them to the sky, may they come true!

Fly away sweet swallow, see where your travels
lead you and think of me, sweet swallow.

Never Ending

Closure never comes as the dawn breaks forth

Revealing the lurking shadows of haunting pasts

Spirits of yesterday laugh and mock, taunting

Sending reminders of what was once and forever more

Prayers and pleas lose all power

Menacing hope is empty and cruel

Warmth turns to coldness as the shadows close in

Darkness surrounds and I am no more

Spontaneous

I'm falling, I'm falling fast

The hurt from all the past is catching up to me

How could you? How could I?

Down, spiraling down into a bottomless pit

I'm lost in the darkness, there's no way out

I try to climb only to fall

There's no one there

So I land, covered in the ashes

Broken and whole, left for eternity

Double Edge Sword

Like a fortress stands my heart, surrounded by resistance,

Withstanding man's abusive showers.

I watch as you attempt to break through knowing that if

You were to succeed I'd be left in the cold, vulnerable, and alone.

You try so hard to disguise your silver forked tongue in a

Facade of meaningless romance.

But all is in vain, as your kind is well known.

Refusing to be made a fool, only he who is true and noble will overthrow my defenses.

Nature's Strength

Life is hidden amongst the shoreline waters 'til the changing course turns inward.

The water below yearns for the rays of sun beaming down to coax the sea to glisten.

Rare is the mollusk whose outer charm is shared with the deep opalesce beauty hiding within.

Even Death Valley harbors unknown treasured gems of life and underwater grandeur.

And like the chamise seed, which yields itself to the blistering flame to unlock its splendor,

So is it with the virtue of God's beloved creations fulfilled through provoked soul exploration.

Silky Lies

Your web keeps growing though the silk be thin.

Don't give me your two cents made of lead or a fake original.

You are trying to mislead me with all of your lies while

Ignoring the reality that you are indeed the misled.

Your lies are so many that all brand you an insecure liar.

That web has grown for so long, you have lost your

Entire self and so have we.

The only way out of those murky waters of your personal

Hell is to join the reality of self.

Footholds on Life

Trees in full bloom sway in the breeze with their purity and grace

Like the souls of the world losing their footholds on life.

But being grounded in love, rich in purity and truth,

They regain their steps to triumph over life and

Rest at the feet of their Creator.