Under the night on swift wings
I dance under the starlight.
I look unto thy marvelous
sky's that were created .
I look unto thy master
and thank him for night's
blanket of beauty.
Night & Morning
Thy both come
with beauty.
By thy creator
that made time.
May I bring thanks to
thee.
May the Night and Morning
Dance with beauty because
of life.
Oh Creator and Lord
the Night sky sings
with thy beauty.
The Birds in the daylight.
sing a song of priase.
Oh under the night sky
I dance under the starlight
on swift wings.
This is where the name Jesus Christ is heard, yeah you Heard me Jesus I said it! Nor am I afraid to say it! This is where I speak about Christ and who he is and what he does. Love is here. Christ is Here! Anyone is welcome to hear the truth. No matter what anyone says this is who I believe in Jesus! Call me a freak , call me a fool I don't care. I love you people because Jesus first loved me! Nothing is going to stop me from speaking about him and reaching out to the people that are listening!
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Saturday, November 26, 2011
Don't walk away from me ((poem))
Don't walk away from me.
Don't betray me
leaving me with an empty heart.
If you sit there letting your tears fall down
and you don't speak.
The pain you feel inside
will never fade.
Don't you leave me.
Don't walk away angry.
Open the door
if you still care.
If you still want me
to be your friend.
Don't let the cold and heartless
whispers take you and drag you
into a dark abyss.
Can you really shut me out?
When what you truly want
is to be heard?
Don't let the sword in your heart
stab you deeper.
Let me speak truth to you
that will ease your heart.
Let the cruel whisper of the
dark and heartless wind go back
to where it came .
Why don't you open that door
and let truth come upon
your soft lips.
Don't betray me
leaving me with an empty heart.
If you sit there letting your tears fall down
and you don't speak.
The pain you feel inside
will never fade.
Don't you leave me.
Don't walk away angry.
Open the door
if you still care.
If you still want me
to be your friend.
Don't let the cold and heartless
whispers take you and drag you
into a dark abyss.
Can you really shut me out?
When what you truly want
is to be heard?
Don't let the sword in your heart
stab you deeper.
Let me speak truth to you
that will ease your heart.
Let the cruel whisper of the
dark and heartless wind go back
to where it came .
Why don't you open that door
and let truth come upon
your soft lips.
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
Surrender
I find myself getting up.
Then falling again.
Falling to my knees.
Because I keep trying.
Trying on my own.
Trying to break my own chains.
Trying to make a change.
On my own.
I don't take the white flag.
I don't Surrender.
I don't see because
of my actions.
I don't see because
I don't take that white flag.
I don't gain sight.
I lose it.
It's like a solider
whom is not thinking clearly.
If the solider does not think
and he panics he gets shot.
Yet only it's like getting shot
more then once.
Because you keep getting up.
Then trying again and falling.
Because you cannot do it.
We are weak.
Instead we make
it complicated.
Instead of using
the simple key.
The simply key
is surrendering.
Surrendering
to the one
who is above us.
Simply saying
I can't do it.
Taking that white flag
and surrendering.
If we do surrende our problems to him
and simply say " Lord I can't do it".
he shall come.
He will always be right behind you.
Like the bible says " You will seek me, and find me when you seek me with all your heart".
He is in front of you, behind you, next to you on your right and your left.
Most of all he is in your heart.
God bless.
This is what I have learned.
But not on my own.
Jesus showed me. <3
Monday, November 7, 2011
Solider
He takes up his gun for another war.
He does not know where this day is headed.
He does not know who will live, or who will die.
It's just another moment to take up his gun.
To take a stand for all the precious lives of America.
He never had to lay down his life.
He does not know if he will surrivive
or if he will see his family again.
Yet he goes on boldly.
He tosses everything aside.
Accept what matters at the time.
Everytime he raises that gun he never desires to.
Though he keeps in mind all the lives of America
that he will be doing this for.
Bombs everywhere , people diying.
It's the battlefield.
Yet none shall be left behind.
He goes on protecting.
He goes on no matter what .
He fights tell his last breath.
A solider goes on and does not give up.
He carries his gun that he never wanted.
He carries on boldly.
He goes on pushing aside his fears.
He acts.
He protects.
He fights.
In honor to those who serve us.
In honor to the ones who did serve us.
In honor to the ones who died.
In honor to my father who served in the gulf war.
I love you dad this is for you , and every other solider.
God bless America.
God bless you!
He does not know where this day is headed.
He does not know who will live, or who will die.
It's just another moment to take up his gun.
To take a stand for all the precious lives of America.
He never had to lay down his life.
He does not know if he will surrivive
or if he will see his family again.
Yet he goes on boldly.
He tosses everything aside.
Accept what matters at the time.
Everytime he raises that gun he never desires to.
Though he keeps in mind all the lives of America
that he will be doing this for.
Bombs everywhere , people diying.
It's the battlefield.
Yet none shall be left behind.
He goes on protecting.
He goes on no matter what .
He fights tell his last breath.
A solider goes on and does not give up.
He carries his gun that he never wanted.
He carries on boldly.
He goes on pushing aside his fears.
He acts.
He protects.
He fights.
In honor to those who serve us.
In honor to the ones who did serve us.
In honor to the ones who died.
In honor to my father who served in the gulf war.
I love you dad this is for you , and every other solider.
God bless America.
God bless you!
Saturday, November 5, 2011
I dance ((poem))
I dance with the winds.
I dance with the sky.
I dance with the gift of life.
Life what is it truly?
Life is creation.
Life is how we all began.
Life is the sweet song of this Earth.
Life is why I dance.
Life is why I breath.
I dance in the morning sun.
I dance under the shadow of night.
I praise.
I live.
I breath.
I love.
I dance with the sky.
I dance with the gift of life.
Life what is it truly?
Life is creation.
Life is how we all began.
Life is the sweet song of this Earth.
Life is why I dance.
Life is why I breath.
I dance in the morning sun.
I dance under the shadow of night.
I praise.
I live.
I breath.
I love.
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
She opens her eyes. ((poem))
She opens her eyes , blue sky clear morning.
Little does she know the cruel ways of the world.
Her innocence is treasure to my heart.
Her laughter is like a sweet song , on a sad day.
The way she looks up at me , with those joyful eyes
is a comfort to my heart.
She holds my hand , she looks to me for refuge.
She looks to me as an example.
I close my eyes and speak a prayer.
I say " Dear Lord show me how to be a good example to her amen".
She smiles at me and asks me questions I answer her,
to the best of my ability. She looks to me thinking I am smart.
I have learned some things along the way, but I myself am still but a girl.
We stand together as sisters , we stand with love, with strength to walk
With each other.
No matter what.
I hold her close she hears the beat of my heart.
I kiss her head.
I whisper to her and say " I love you".
By her smile , by her actions.
I know she loves me.
She is a little girl, but has a beautiful heart.
Forever and always she is my baby girl.
But she is not mine.
She belongs to the creator.
Forevermore.
For my precious sister Kiera May Weiss.
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