Pedestals were meant to bring objects up higher, Not for us to place men upon so we can admire. Nor to exalt ourselves above others and say look at me, Or put our lives on display for all the world to see. Who are we except filthy rags washed clean by lamb's blood? Or wretches… Continue reading Pedestals
Mary had a baby, While she herself was still a baby too. An angel gave instructions,But she knew little of what she had to do. Yet, she surrendered to the will of God, Although, she knew her sweet baby had to die. So, all that came after Him could have everlasting life. Mary had a… Continue reading Mary Had a Baby
What is a bird who can't spread its wings and fly? Or a man who lies down in defeat and just wants to die. What becomes of an eagle that never gets to soar? Or what about a lion in the jungle who is afraid to roar? What sense does it make to be pregnant… Continue reading Bloom
Mountains and valleys, Monsoons and hurricanes, Exotic birds like parrots and cranes. Lakes and rivers, Streams and estuaries, Seasons From December back to January. Oceans, winds, give rise to hurricanes, Monsoons, typhoons, and tsunamis, Strong enough to bow and break massive trees. Photosynthesis and cellular respiration, Water, Carbon, and nitrogen recycling, To replenish what flows… Continue reading Your Artistry
There once was a sister, Who found herself a mister. And you'd think she'd found a pot of gold. But some how she got it twisted, Or she just altogether missed it, Because she had to give up her soul. Unhealthy patterns started, And she left herself unguarded, Then, she became consumed by lies. Distant… Continue reading Awakened
When I look in the mirror, what do I see, I see the image that others get of me. Do they see every blemish? Do they see every scar? That serve as reminders of what I've endured thus far. Do they see that I am broken? Do they see that I am whole? Do they… Continue reading Mirror
Silence speaks although we try to hide, What is deep within and festering down inside. Silence speaks when our pain is so deep and is real, And we've done all to cover what we really feel. Silence speaks in our rage and in our guilt, Then, peeks out its head from behind the walls we've… Continue reading Silence Speaks
The sum of tears that roll down my cheek,Few words that are far too painful to speak,When I can't lift my arms because I am weak. A grief-stricken heart that is now left hollow, For great trouble has come and robbed it with sorrow, When the pain in my loins runs deep to the marrow.… Continue reading This Offering
What's in a name hundreds of centuries-old? That's still able to move mountains when upon it's called. What's in a name? Whether Gentile or Jew? That is full of power and mighty to save both me and you. What's in a name that makes demons tremble and flee? And yet gentle enough when spoken to… Continue reading What’s In a Name?
Whenever I look out my window, I always see a tree,One day I questioned, "If that were me, what kind would I be?"Would I be deciduous? Or would I be an evergreen? (The Evergreen) Evergreen never changing, full of leaves always green,Competing for every available spot in the rainforest canopy, Trying to get every bit… Continue reading Poem: Deciduous or Evergreen: Which Would I Be?