Whispering sounds

The cicadas all sing
And soothe everything
In morning and night
They heal with delight

At first signs of light
The birds before flight
Will pause and parade
The melodies they've made

Like a shower that falls
The rain gently calls
The children of earth
Who await their rebirth

The plants and the trees
All wave in the breeze
And everyone, everywhere
Breathe in God's pure air

So whenever you wake
With a schedule to make
Remember to  wait
For God's will to dilate

The true friend

A true friend is there through thick and thin
No matter the moment, or trouble you're in
They're there and here and  will  always be
The hand outstretched and the eyes that see..

A friend is one who'll  go that extra mile
Whenever you're alone and needing that smile
They'll be right there whether night and day
Their heart is  open; you're welcome to stay

The friend you should value the most trusted one
Is the one who's with you when everyone else is done
The person who's honest and who's always the same
Seven days a week with only friendship to gain..

Time to let it all out...

Inside your eyes, I can see, so much built up brokenness:
The silent shadows, of days gone by; and.....so much hiddenness
Though you speak not of your inner pain, the tears that well up.. do
Let me take your hand in mine; together we'll make it through..

For quite a while, I have watched you, now, without saying what I know
The days have built up and the months elapsed: before  I had to tell you so
You have been the brave one; and so strong.. but now it is time to cry..
Let out those hurts ..those years of pain ..when others passed you by..

The ones,  who watched, and said nothing good; would have you keep it in
Their logic is: that the years are gone ..why should you revive them again?
Is it their concern, for the years gone by; or the fact they did nothing then
I tell you, my dear, it is okay to speak out and heal your soul within

The shell, that surrounds your heart and mind, is slowly breaking down
You know,  you're ok, with telling all: there's a new freedom you have found
No more a victim, or a frightened soul:  you can cry out from deep inside
"It is not okay, to be silencing me...  for its your own guilt you're trying to hide"

And God speaks

Mother Nature speaks with a  voice of rolling thunder
All the earth is shaking and we can feel it down under
Rivers flow but do not ever seem to stop their flowing
Winds are wild and approach us with their outreach growing

And God speaks, and God speaks "I am here
Please do not fear, I am here."

Work has shut down and we soon find that we are unemployed
Neighbors rouse us from our sleep; and we are quickly annoyed
Family, we love, no longer knows us and we seem so very alone
Our body aches and we feel defeated: ill and sore to the bone

And God speaks, and God speaks "I am here
Please do not fear, I am here."

The battles roar and people are fighting more than ever before
Use to be, the wars were "out there";  but now they are here at our door
Hatred; prejudice; unkindnesses .... we hear about on the tv screen
Why oh why have we turned into something we're not; do you know what I mean:

And God speaks, and God speaks "I am here
Please do not fear, I am here."

On the road there are beggars who stand with scribbled signs inside their hands
And we quickly judge them and say they brought on themselves this circumstance
Eyes of hurt and loneliness we have all seen and felt in our own day
Someone is needing us and we are needing someone to show us the way

And God speaks, and God speaks "I am here
Please do not fear, I am here."

Will you be for someone that ray of hope; that light, that shines...oh will you?
It doesn't take much skill or knowledge or a PhD from some prestigious school
The only thing we know for sure is:  we were made of love to give each other love
And that love is that bridge that unites the earth with the highest Heavens above.

And God speaks, and God speaks: I am here
Please do not fear, I am here

The world is broken Lord...

The world is broken Lord;
it is  broken up into so many little pieces
People are hating Lord and this hatred is worse
than any of our worst diseases
Why can't we get along Lord
and why can't we stop fighting with one another
We are a family Lord; yet you never know this
by what we are doing to each other

And my eyes,  they keep  running, Lord, with the tears of all the nations
With every injustice and with the sighs and cries of everyone's frustrations
If only I could speak to them Lord the way You spoke to them so long ago
I would tell them all that  this hatred and   this fighting has to go..

Whether its on TV Lord or inside some dispute
that I am witnessing along the way
Your love has become an intrusion
that so many have pushed aside by what they say
But it isn't right Lord for us Your children
to ignore the world and its many needs
We have become Your followers but not beyond our words
and certainly not in any outward deeds

And my eyes,  they keep  running, Lord, with the tears of all the nations
With every injustice and with the sighs and cries of everyone's frustrations
If only I could speak to them Lord the way You spoke to them so long ago
I would tell them all that  this hatred and   this fighting has to go..

This world has forgotten Lord it has forgotten
those first days in the garden of Eden
Where we were fashioned and provided with everything
we could need or have ever have eaten
All of the beautifulness and all of the awesomeness
with which You formed us so long ago
We have traded away now for something the diabolic has promised
would help our happiness grow

And my eyes,  they keep  running, Lord, with the tears of all the nations
With every injustice and with the sighs and cries of everyone's frustrations
If only I could speak to them Lord the way You spoke to them so long ago
I would tell them all that  this hatred and   this fighting has to go..

Words for the journey

When you are giving, give with open hand
Do not count the cost or proudly stand
For if you are caring and if you are kind
The act of giving will  bless your mind

Whenever you're praying or singing praise
Do not over shout or flaunt your ways
For the God who sees and the God who knows
Will bless the one who humbly glows...

When life is tough and your road too long
Do not fuss or fret or claim its  wrong
For the timing's right and the route is clear
If you'll walk by faith His voice you'll hear..

When night's approaching or the break of dawn
There's still  a song for you to carry on
The melody of hope and that of peace
So do your part and share this sweet release...

In my hands, I do hold

In my hands, I do hold,
All of God's healing, I am told..
Yet, I am hesitant and I am afraid
So all of God's work for me is delayed

The brokenhearted are at my door
Seeking a handout, and something more
But they are waiting, and waiting long
For my spirit to become more strong

In my hands, I do hold,
All of God's healing, I am told..
Yet, I am hesitant and I am afraid
So all of God's work for me is delayed

The troubled spirits and the deranged

Are walking alone,  like souls estranged

But people flee them and people try

To avoid their encounter: oh my, oh my...

In my hands, I do hold,
All of God's healing, I am told..
Yet, I am hesitant and I am afraid
So all of God's work for me is delayed

With all of my vision, I  can see

All of the wounded of humanity

The poor, the orphaned...the undefined

Are some of those, who are now in  line..

In my hands, I do hold,
All of God's healing, I am told..
Yet, I am hesitant and I am afraid
So all of God's work for me is delayed

The sounds, the echoes...of my past

Are in my spirit and on full blast

They seek to stifle and to disrupt

But God's grace keeps saying  "I am enough"

In my hands, I do hold,
All of God's healing, I am told..
Yet, I am hesitant and I am afraid
So all of God's work for me is delayed

These words, these lyrics, of this song

They are also yours...so sing along

Today's the day ..the new start of you

Doing all that you were meant to do...

In my hands, I do hold,
All of God's healing, I am told..
Yet, I am hesitant and I am afraid
So all of God's work for me is delayed

So, here I go....

In the morning let me praise You
With my words allow You to shine through
Touching creatures and touching people
Without a pulpit or even a steeple

So here I go into my morning
Shining Your Light without a warning
To a world so needful and hurting
I am Your ambassador with a hope alerting..

When I'm working, oh let me bring You
To my coworkers and the projects I may do
For You are the Power behind my being
And it is You, the world should be seeing

So here I go into my morning
Shining Your Light without a warning
To a world so needful and hurting
I am Your ambassador with a hope alerting..

When inside company, let me be You
Speaking a hopefulness in all I do
Not with  preachiness ...but pure love
I will encourage others to seek You above...

So here I go into my morning
Shining Your Light without a warning
To a world so needful and hurting
I am Your ambassador with a hope alerting..

What are you doing.....?

What is it, you're pursuing,  with all of your might
Is it selfishness, selflessnes; darkness or light?
The source of your seeking.. the reason for your run:
What is it, that motivates you, to get everything done?

With everything that's happening in the busy-ness of your day
Have you stopped for a moment to consider your way
For what are you doing this ...and for what do you seek
Have you gotten into a routine that won't make you unique..?

The hours and the minutes and the seconds of each day
They are passing and evolving and filling our way
But what of our activities and and what of our stride
Will we lay down each evening and know a healthy pride??

The storms we need

 The rain is creating her own melody
 Of soothing-ness and serenity
 Soaking the earth ..so parched and dry
 And leaving her rainbows..in the sky

 The skies all graying produce their lights
 Of awe inspiring lightning strikes
 They flash, they fizzle, they move so quick
 Heavens own version of the neon stick..

 All glowing and shaking, the skies above
 Thunder with echoes of limitless love
 Ominously rumbling with its frightening sound
 Thunder is helping the earth and the ground

 And after all these storms, so loud and clear
 A sign in the skies is reminding us all here
 That shaking and trembling may take over our land
But we will be okay again: do you understand ?

He drank his life away...

He drank his life away.. yet he had it under control
This is what he said ... when the questions started to roll
A little bit won't hurt you . it helps me to calm down
When they carried him away empty bottles were all around

And he loved to drink his wiskey and he loved his finest wine
Whenever you'd go to visit .. he tempt you all the time
With another type of  liquor:  a margarita or a gin
He had a big variety .. it was killing him deep within

He drank his life away.. yet he had it under control
This is what he said.. when the questions started to roll
A little bit won't hurt you . it helps me to calm down
When they carried him away empty bottles were all around

Soon he'd seemed to struggle with the words he wanted to say
He never could understand it.. what was eating his brain away
But the liquid inside the glasses.. he poured when he got home
Were the demons he'd never acknowledge yet they did freely roam

He drank his life away.. yet he had it under control
This is what he said.. when the questions started to roll
A little bit won't hurt you . it helps me to calm down
When they carried him away empty bottles were all around

It seems to be so acceptable a very cultural thing to do
For all of the major networks are advertising it to me and you:
The bottles of the Ole Jack Daniels the Michelobs and Miller lite
Never get followed up by the medical warnings or some insight...

He drank his life away.. yet he had it under control
This is what he said.. when the questions started to roll
A little bit won't hurt you . it helps me to calm down
When they carried him away empty bottles were all around

Why was it he poured those glasses of liquor so many times
He had everything he'd ever wanted but must we read between the lines
He was trying to cover up some something that he could never tell
So he smiled beneath that whiskey and that bottle that made him swell

He drank his life away.. yet he had it under control
This is what he said.. when the questions started to roll
A little bit won't hurt you . it helps me to calm down
When they carried him away empty bottles were all around

Stand up for the red, the white, the blue...

In this land, so bold and free
Where we celebrate our liberty
We should stop and consider well
We're not free ..can't you tell...

The media and the press
Hold us captive, and create stress
And though we cannot really see
We're all locked up: both  you and me..

The rights we fought to acquire
Are all destroyed by the global liar
Who, in an instant, can train our mind
To believe whatever it claims to find..

Would that we could walk away
From all of the gossip of the day
Oh .. we'd be quickly criticized
And from all our circles ostracized..

When the evil one is able to deceive
Creating divisions without reprieve..
We know it deep inside our heart
A revolution is soon to start...

Love for the foreigner is all good
When we love our country as we should
But how pitiful is the day
When we let the foreigner destroy our way

Today I am challenging each of  you
To stand up for the red, the white, the blue
And as our freedom was bravely bought
Strive to create unity like you ought..

God's love displayed

The cicadas are singing ..the sparrows are too
A whole ensemble of melodies is now coming through..
For the morning has awakened, with vibrancy and joy
Can you hear all the lyrics of the songs she deploys..

Before all of the mugginess, or the heat of the day;
The sweet wind is whispering, a coolness my way..
She's singing out her symphonies, through all come her voice:
Our dear Mother Earth is offering to all of us a choice..

To sit down and to savor it: the loveliness sublime
We  are all being invited if we just make some time..
It isn't at all burdensome or a taxing thing to do..
Will you take time this morning or this evening .. will you?

A few minutes in  the daylight or a few moments each night
Can serve to refresh us; if we figure things right
For the plant-lets and the creatures and the trees with their shade
Are empowered with a mission:  to be God's love displayed

Thoughts and more thoughts.

The hours  are ticking away and slowly the new dawn
Slips into the activities, like the squirrels upon the lawn
For beautiful though she be, there are the have to's to be done
and the memories of this morning will be silenced by our run...

So I savor them: every moment, every second of this grace
That puts me into her arms like a child in some safe place
Resting inside her quietness and basking inside of her light
I bid this sacred princess to share with me some inner sight..

These mimosas of the morn are not found inside some book;
But await our inner gaze as we jump inside to look
At the questions of the heart, that beats with rarest joy
Whenever we are included in these sweet seconds that deploy..

Immeasurable in the value, these jewel-lets of sacred ryhme
Put us into a pause that cannot be held by space or time
And  transcending the rules of dimensions and ever measured pace
We breathe inside the Eternal the effects of lasting grace..

Time is our own creation and it ceases to be above
So let us use it for God's glory and learn to live and love
Every creature and every moment; every element far and near
Until we arrive at our completion for, for each other we are here...

News Flash...

Our time, here,  is too short for us to fuss or fight
We have all these moments, here, to share our light
Robed in the greatest of God,  we can always give
This warring world, our reasons, to peaceably live...

See, how many there are, who fail to really see...
Our reason for being here, our ultimate destiny..
Caught up in the foolishness of our present day
We stumble and fall, over the things,  that clutter our way..

Just enough to be .. is all we ever really  need
Yet so many gather around the fields of endless greed
Would that we could fully understand ...what true happiness is...
We would all stop trying to acquire such an abundant-ness