God's promise

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A note before the poem:

I’ve been reading Psalms and Proverbs lately. This is a poem that came out of that study. I hope you enjoy it and please tell me what you think.

God’s promise

Walk hand in hand with me,

I’ll show you everything I see.

Place your hope in the hand of mine

and I’ll carry it even higher.

Love me now

and I’ll show you my forever.

Love you forever

and I’ll show you my Heaven.

Only

walk hand in hand with me

and I’ll lead you where you should go;

showing you all you can be

helping you to truly grow.

So walk hand in hand with me

I’ll show you everything there is to see

walk hand in hand with me

and I’ll teach you which way to go,

how to grow.

I will teach you you’re always in my hand

I’ll never let you go.

Life's poem

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Life pushes,

it pulls;

whirls and rushes

like a dance

every step wishes

changing and turning.

Switching the rules

swapping the characters

redirecting the plot.

Once settled it’s time to rush and whirl

Time to chase another dream

find another way

wish for another day

because why live one life

when you can dream up twenty?

Dream

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I dream with my mind open

and my eyes shut

I dream without reality,

where anything is possible.

Yes, I dream wonderful dreams

where children run happy

parents are always pleasant

and love fills the air.

 

I dream with my mind open

and my eyes closed.

I dream the impossible dream.

I dream of you holding me close

hugging me and telling me everything will be alright.

I dream of hearing everything I want to hear

and laughing without end.

 

I dream with my mind open

and my eyes closed.

I dream of simple dreams

of walking with friends.

I dream complex dreams

of walking in friendship.

 

So many things I dream,

so many things,

but I dream dreams that will fade.

 

The world and my path (a poem)

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In the noise of the world

how do you quiet your soul

to listen to where you belong

to what you need?

With the world whirling around you

how do you stand still

to see your path

to trust your feet?

When the world whirls and shouts to conform

how do you stand apart,

how do you go down a path less traveled?

 

Be silent and I will tell you,

because every life has a quiet spot,

amidst every storm there is a tree to hold on to.

And you trust your feet

when you hold the hand of another who believes

in the path you walk down

in the life you live.

 

You see life is loud

but you can find quiet.

Life is a storm

but there is sunshine.

And living life is a journey

but worth it.

broken strength

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I whisper stay steady

because I was told to stay strong.

With all the world pushing me down

I stay steady.

When I’m weak, I’m told to stay strong.

When I’m broken, I’m told to hold on,

because the world does not see

because I am free.

I can be strong in my weakness

I can hold on when everything is broken.

And I will walk when my path is dark.

 

Show me

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Give me word to write,
A story to tell.
Show me which way to go,
How to grow.
Dance with me
And lead me around.
I don’t want control,
I just want to know;
Know how to dance,
How to sing.
I just want to know how to be.
So give me the words to write
And the story to tell.
Show me which way to go
And how to grow.

Silent storm

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In a severely silent storm
My saviour says
‘Stay steady, stay strong,
Help will soon be along.’

Yes, be brave, be bold
Helping heal the hurting,
Helping spred hope.
staying steady, staying strong
Knowing help will be along.

Search

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I came to search,
And search I did;
To find myself
And how to live.
I looked for my path
And found it safe
Locked away in my heart.
Now the search
For who I am
And what to do
Finally reached its end
Where do I go?
What do I do?

I will go to search,
Yes search I will do,
Not for dreams
Or what could be,
Not for goals
Or what lies beyond.
I will go and search,
Search for you.

Pond

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Mirrored pond
With rushing waters underneath
Cal and gentle
And passion beneath.

Flowing to a babbling brook
Talking about love and life.
Over rocks and mud
Speaking of time and strife.

Continuing on to a river gentle
A bit confused but still moving on.
Moving towards an unseen destination
But alway remembering the starting pond.