Cool Whispering Winds..

Cool whispering winds  are blessing our day
Singing of winter and preparing its way
Soon it'll be frosty and so cold to the bone
Autumn leaves are falling; the geese have all flown.

Such a cool crispness speaks when we walk
The leaves have all fallen and are starting to  talk
They tell of their story and create some cool rhyme:
"walk with us our history and share with us your time"

Squirrels are all scampering and  searching about
"Seeds for the winter, and nuts" they all shout
Busy as the beavers and quicker than the bees
These furry little creatures are racing the breeze..

All of the universe and yes: you and me
Are preparing for the weather  we're waiting to see
Out with the skimpies and on with the wool
Away till the next time, our storage is now full..

Terrifying, trying moments, when I was just a little child

Oh,those recurring memories, the painfulness of it all:
Remembering all those moments those times when I was small
Terrifying trying moments when I was just a little child
Shielding myself from the abuser: her angry-ness gone wild

It didn't seem to matter that my hands were small and frail
Her lashes knew no mercy and her outbursts would prevail
The least bit sign of upset and I'd be on the  floor
The recipient of her outbursts  till I could take no more...

Day by day this would happen and I would keep it all inside
Though my siblings chose to run and tell the world outside
Something inside me quivered and I'd silence myself in shame
I became the silent sufferer submerged beneath her  flame...

It's hard to take the welcome, the outreach or the hug
Without seeing the floor below me, the memories of the rug
So often the hands that touched me would tear my lips and skin
And it's  only the grace of God that has opened me up again..

Let it out

I know you have been broken
and carry a million different
painful memories inside
You have been wounded:
ever since you were a little child
you have wanted to run and hide
The monsters are gone now
but you are still needing to feel
you have that enormous safety net
Only the demon spirits of the yesterdays
are continuing to attack you
and wont let you forget

You have all of your needed weapons
and they are so buried deep down
inside of your being
They can assist you
in the removal of all of those flashbacks
that you have to keep on seeing
I am so sorry that
you have had to go through that stuff
when you were just a child so small
But I know that you are so special
and you have come out of it all
so much better than them all

So, now, if you are needing to be alone
and have the need to let out all
of those stored up tears
Do so now, my dear one and know that
that outpouring will be so much healing
for all of those painful years
You will be rejuvenated and re-elevated
by those flowing rivers
from deep down inside of you
Let out all of those heartaches,
those memories and those broken pieces
that keep on peeking through..

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Keep hoping...

Although you may be feeling  like you've been so utterly broken
And that no one is ever listening to the words that you have spoken
Know that you will not always be taken up with or feeling this  way
Because there's  something more for you: something much brighter
             coming your way

I know this for sure because I have also felt this way before
I have felt stomped on, beaten down and pushed out the door
There were times that I prayed:  "Lord just help me make it through the day"
And then found myself weeping because I couldn't seem to find my way

Oh the world can be so cruel, so heartless, and so very awfully untrue
But there is an army of good beings that are ready to reach out to you
Focus not on those negative nonsensers who will  push you so quickly away
But rather on those who will be your encouragers
                  and your constant light of day.

Keep hoping ..you are loved..

A million voices from far and near

The wind is blowing strongly today
And in it's breezes that pass  my way:
A million voices from far and near
Shout and whisper: oh, can't you hear?

"There is some laughter and  some joy
I can also hear a girl and a boy
Some are crying and some are not
Some are freezing and some are hot.."

It carries the nations; carries the sea
It touches and hovers all over me
Without an  openness: the ear inside
The wind it's blowing but stays outside

The chimes, they're echoing with its touch
But the soul inside can hear so much
For the wind, it's carrying the atmosphere
Of all the world for  the world to hear

O Marysville

O Marysville your tears are in my eyes
Your hurt's  behind  my sighs
The Heavenly choir, it cries
Clouds weep up in the skies

O Marysville young ones crouch in fear
An array of shots they hear
Such a painful atmosphere
You sorrowing is all in here..

O Marysville how painful is this day
Young lives were taken away
What words are there to say
A red river runs your way