all that glitters...

i dreamt once i was a unicorn

five foot wings and feathers worn

flying for the first time since born

without a care to mourn

universe beyond universes time

i saw things to be my prime

and other things dingy as grime

as i floated over the sublime

one corner turned and there a sight

eyes hadnt seen on this first flight

all the sun and no more night

nothing there could cause me fright

reflections showed my newfound face

structures that once had no place

now fit just right into this space

my new mystical body covered in grace

my legs were sturdy as the trees

as i galloped over this eternity

freedom softly spoke decrees

that kept my spirit at ease

and as i woke to this same home

i realized the dream was not my own

it was but the truth that i was shown

of the place i will one day roam

10.3.09

guilt with the thickness of molasses

gets harder to swallow every moment that passes

and although it is often wrapped in a lovely package

one cant ignore and must stop the acting

that its taste is easy to bear

because its flavor will easily wear

you down in hopes that youll spit it out

at this point youd rather it be sauerkraut

or even black licorice...

anything but this

because its rancid taste makes you so pissed

and theres nothing that you can do

to rid the guilt engulfing you

like gretel you've been thrown into the stew

and your emotions are left to brew

but dont add salt because the wound wont heal

you think that it might make you feel

better about whats cooking inside

but the pot is empty and guilt still resides

your exposed and theres no point to hide

it seems that this will never subside.

AWE 10.2.09

starlight star bright

first star i see tonight

i wish i may

i wish i might

know this god that shines so bright...

a universe within itself

makes the outside cosmos melt

at the existence of space that cant be felt

by a human soul eagerly knelt

before the vast one that indwells

this timeless void

of empty space and noise

light-years beyond a world destroyed

by the feeble thinking of a man named freud

one sits in hopes to understand

as theories crash together in mans hands

and no one knows where the lies actually stand

because no one looks into the truth of the land

and the universe in all its glory

sings loudly a magnificent story

of creation and infinite wisdom thats poorly

been replaced

by identity that has been displaced

and man has taken away the grace

of the galaxies many beaming faces

and creation lives with but a trace

of the knowledge of the creators place

in this space......this amazing space.

trunk 9.19.09

fear awakes in the night

hope wrestles with what is right

as the moon looses its light

in her eyes her future might

fall into hands that arent to be trusted

because these hands are the ones that busted

and bruised

her fragile body and she sits awake and confused

because this path she didnt choose

and she still thinks she"ll loose

all ability to regain

a life that is sane

and shell pray to abstain

from that pain once again

though she feels alone and unheard

the thought of hopelessness is absurd

because her life is assured

and she has this moment in time

to take reign of her life

to move towards all that is right

and away from the fights

that cause hate to ignite

she was created in love

from one to another her soul was shoved

into everything that ever was

and she will soar like a dove

away from this heartache

and into the safe place

of trust

and into HIM she will thrust

every fiber she must

to come out higher

she is a fighter

and shes already WON...

her heart awakes with the SON.

a new day 9.6.09

living water now flows

daily through my soul

and in its river i am made whole

in the moment hope streams

cascading through my dreams

and in an instant it all seems

like this is what deems

A NEW DAY

the gleaming dawn breaks away

and im not left alone to say

where has it gone?

awakened in me i can now move on

with understanding of what went wrong

and how to move forward

because this has been conquered

i no longer saunter

through this world leisurely

i know where i must be

to attain all thats made for me

with an open fist

i grip the mist

and no longer do i resist

my purposes and why i exist

looking out 8.31.09

i live in this world wearing rose-colored glasses

where all my neighbors grasses

are greener than mine

because i fail to take the time

to understand whats mine

and whats not

thinking that my grass wont die when its hot

even though im not giving it all i got

and its beginning to rot

yet i still expect someone else

to step in and help

by reviving the ares that have begun to melt

away 

in the sun of this noonday

hoping they will usher in a new day

where the grass is as green as can be

and contentment is all i see

in my own backyard consisting only of me...

and i will be happy.

unfinished 8.27.09

wisdom: the ability to discern or judge what is true, right, or lasting; insight

                 the ability to use one's experience and knowledge to make sensible decisions or judgments

"...for WISDOM is more precious than rubies, 

and NOTHING you desire can compare with her"  pr. 8:11

"when words are many, sin is not absent, 

but he who holds his tongue is WISE."   pr. 10:19

"...but with humility comes WISDOM"  pr. 11:2

how do we search for the wisdom of God

when through things of this world so much wisdom is lost

dissensions breed infections

of self-seeking connections

where humanity has sought individual perceptions

seeing life for what it is

and that most of the time death is what lives

through unspoken words that shout motives

of a people that exist as captives

bound by the chains of foolishness

where wisdom exists only as an actress

that is playing a role that is boundless

and yet her shouts go soundless