The morning found me sleeping

The morning has found me sleeping and has whispered into my ear
It encourages me now to rise up and count all my blessings here
So quietly I begin to stir about and start  moving around the day
While I glimpse outside my front door and see the beautiful way.

The cardinals have finished their singing and the robins are also done
Only a busy woodpecker is interrupting the silence that has begun
The sky has become a bit  crowded because the clouds have gathered round
Yet there are no storms in the forecast; so there'll be no explosive sound.

Every moment of life is a blessing and a gift from the Heavens above
So I try to never forget the One who has been showering me  with such love
I  will  take the time to appreciate and to value the things great and small
Because everything is carrying an imprint of the Eternal  Lover of us all

Do you have the time?

Listen to that... Can you hear it? It's the silence crying out to you.
It's been pushing through every barrier and whispering through all you do
You don't always have to be doing things and you need not rush around
For the silence is holding the treasures that no one else has ever found..

If you take some of those tender moments and break open those  hands of time
You will find the secret ointment that has been flowing through every rhyme
It's the healing power of stillness and the most amazing flow of grace
That's oozing from every second that has nothing else to invade its space.

Would you be willing to take this journey, would you be able to quiet your will
Would you allow the sweetest of messages to rest inside you, while you're still?
The invitation is always out there, though it may be muffled by so much noise
Entering into your own inner paradise is something you'll need to do by choice.

The first whispers of the morning

The first whispers of the morning have fallen on my ear
And I rise up to take part in the symphony that I hear
While whistling with the robins and singing with the rest
I join the morning offering and proclaim "I love Him best".

Flowers with their colors and butterflies with their grace
Are dancing to the music that is gracing this whole place
And though I may not be able to put a record to this song
I can benefit from its rythm as the day progresses along.

what a wonderful arrangement I can  wake up to every day
I don't have to plug anything in to hear the music play
But rather I can step outside and attune my listening ear
To hear the wonders of creation  that Eden was first to hear.

coming out about some of the abuse I knew

This is not going to be too poetic but I will give it an earnest try
As I try to share with my   family why I'm not living so close by
But there is some within our family who molested me as a child
And some who abused me cruelly with beatings that were so wild

I tried forever to pretend that such things were destined to be
But the more I tried to believe that, the greater the wounds in me
I know we're suppose to be forgiving but that doesn't mean unwise
So while I live out my healing I keep way from the incest filled eyes

keep the babies away from Jimmy!!!

We were not created to hate

There are echoes that are sounding out through out all our land
There are spirits of the past who are wanting us to understand
So countless are the  ancients who are wanting us to see
Before we create the regrets that become part of out  history

This world was never created to be dominated by any one
It was created by the Eternal so that His love can touch everyone
We have taken what was a gift and turned it into so much hate
The universe is crying out and shouting that time is getting late.

We need to take a census of all the gifts that we have been given
And stop focusing on the differences that destroy our peaceful living.
We are, all of us, but one family and we should  moderate our way
So that we are not held responsible for the destruction of the day.

Our guardian angels

Sneaking through the sunlight and riding on the air
Millions of angelic beings are transporting Eternal care
Whispering through the raindrops and falling from the sky
Guardians of our spirits are watching over you and I .

Quietly they are hovering and are bending time and space
To provide us with His messages and keep us in His grace
Speaking ever so quietly and whispering through our pain
Angels bring the sunshine and the rainbows after the rain.

Where ever we may be going and  where ever we may be
We're sure to find  our angels are all aglow with Eternity
Waiting and ever ready;  willing and wanting to give
Our guardian angels help us in the life we're called to live