Buried in your core
Encased by rock and rough edge
A shimmering pearl
Month: August 2016
Rainy Skies
Dark clouds in the sky
No hope for sunshine
Another dark season passing through
To what will I cling to now?
Downpour after downpour has come
My dreams were washed away
The cold slap of teardrops on my cheeks
Compound the disappointment within me
Harsh winds don’t relent
Scattering my well laid plans
They give wings to cruel whispers
And they chase me on my lonely walk
I choose to open my heart to You God
Not to give into the whispers of despair
Though I cannot see past the clouds
I know that this will end
The cold rain lands in my heart
Sinking deep in the soil of my soul
When the skies clear and the sun returns
It births something new in me
Reject the Lies
I am not worthless
I am not an outcast
I am not hopeless
I am not hated
Depart from me empty lies
No longer will I tolerate you
You try to degrade me, to bring me to my knees in shame
But I will not yield
I will stand strong in what Christ has done for me
My God will tear down the strongholds you have made
His Love will heal the scars you left
What you convinced me to hide, He will call back to the light
In His acceptance will I find peace
And I will revel in the truth about myself
I am holy
I am righteous
I am redeemed
I am restored
Hope Haiku 3
Lost in winding paths
Terrain is black like my heart
You will set me right
A Beacon of Hope
The lone flame in the misted glass
An island in a sea of black
A single column of light
Daring to defy the darkness
The malevolent night gathers round
Almost as if to mock
In this vastness of dark
The lamp seems so small
But bold it stands and its light shines
Each ray a valiant dagger
Piercing the black beast’s hide
Making it recoil into the corner
Though your story may seem small
It is a bright beacon of hope
Don’t hide it, don’t cover up
We so desperately need your light
Scars Haiku 3
Life has left its marks
But my roots go deeper now
Faith blooms in trials
The Freedom of Writing
The crispness of the white paper
Under the scratch of my black pen
Its fresh smell filling my nostrils
As I lean in closer
The words roll onto the page
Like a storm rolling in from the sea
Who knows its path or its direction?
All I know is that I will soak in its rains
No restraints, no inhibitions
Just the freedom to write
The freedom to climb aboard the train of thought
And to see where it takes me
Walls of Water
This is an old piece of writing that I wrote several years back. I really like so I thought I would share it.
You are like walls of water, stretching to the heavens, towering to my left and to my right.The sheer mass of the water overwhelms me, tonnes upon tonnes of clear, glinting liquid piled on top of each other.
Surely all the oceans of the world would be just like a drop compared to these incredible pillars. If they fell I would be crushed and buried, lost to the unreachable depths. The force could crush mountains into pulp and bring their lofty peaks to the ground. I fall to my knees at the mercy of this terrifying God.
It is only then I realise that these mountains of water represent your incomprehensible love. Suddenly I am enveloped, swept out of my depths, as the water comes crashing down to embrace me. I am left swirling in the throes of your passion for me. I am intoxicated by the sweet fragrance that fills my nostrils. I am loved, accepted by you.
I look up and see the surface twinkling miles away. I could swim up for days and not reach the top. But instead I sink to the bottom, overawed, and let the currents of your love wash over me.
Land of the Free
I see a land
Just beyond the horizon
Where freedom is the song
And shame is a forgotten memory
Where we run free as the wind
Abandoned in joy
Unshackled from our chains
It is a land where there are no outcasts
None that are unloved
Where the barriers that divide us
Are torn down and rejected
All are welcomed into His circle
To burn radiant in His love
It is a land of mercy
The entrance fee paid for
Every feature shaped and carved
By the unstoppable force that is grace
A cost too high to imagine
A love too committed to back down
A joy that will last for eternity
I see a land
Just beyond the horizon
And with every day
With every act of kindness
It is drawing nearer
Truth Haiku 1
Let go of all else
The pleasures that come with pain
Trust in Him alone
Glimpses of the Greater 