Opening up

Before the dawn and the morning light

I listen and allow my soul to fly

To peaceful places and lands unseen

I surrender to God's song serene

The heavenly hosts with all their glow

Are quick to whisper what I should know

In sounding choruses, and soothing speech

They sing; they heal; and gently teach

While all the world, is still at rest

I  rise up early, and hear  requests

To see the sights, that eyes can't see

And hear the songs that challenge me

It isn't  about some secret way

That God  would have us speak or pray

But from the heart and far from pride

He would have us speak of love inside

If you should have some time each day

I would say: branch out.. and start to pray

With simple words of love and light

And let God in, each day and night

Spring Garden

Spring is filtering through the air

Beautiful melodies are everywhere

Birds and creatures start to sing

God is shining through everything

In the dawn that shines so bright

Infinite wisdom gives us sight

Darkness fleeing: so does night

All God's creatures bask in light

Plantlets, gardens, all the trees

Delight the poet who writes with ease

SO much sweetness so much love

God is gracing us  from above.

Hands are working all around

Seeds are falling  in the ground

Soon the flowers, soon  the plants 

Break through barriers and they  dance.

Holding life like God above

We give creation a little nudge

Watering, caring, watching all

Seeds break open, life starts small

In my prayers

 For all the people, every day

For which I promised that I'd pray

I lift them up Lord hear my prayer

Keep them safe inside Your care

For those, the broken; and the weak,

Give them help and all they need

For those knowing, such deep discord

Calm them with Your peace, O Lord

I hear the heartaches and confess

Some are buried with hopelessness

Help me, Jesus; oh, help me today

To know which words I need to say

And if my work is too uncool

For those who claim to live Your rule

I'll look at hearts and know at least

I was Your instrument and Your peace

If you're not really my friend..

 If you don't want my friendship, please, just  go away

I won't be hurt or upset or rebel in any way

I know you think you're helping but really I can say

If you're really not my friend it's foolish for you to stay

I see you on my facebook and can see you here and there

But somehow I keep on feeling you really don't even care

Your friendship is like a number, that builds you up...in some way

But  you never even speak to me.. so just take yourself away

I much rather,  just a few friends, than a million who just sit

And look at me on my facebook..just. for the hell of it

I may not be that popular or do the things you do 

But  I can I say I 'm always truthful and won't make up my care for you