What Adam and Eve saw

Slowly the morning is whispering to me
Waking I look out to see what I can see
Beauty and magnificence and radiance divine
Glowing about me, the sun makes all shine

Chirping of winged ones and scampering squirrels
Are attracting my attention as daylight unfurls
Soft puffy cloud forms and soothing soft air
Are touching my spirit and moving me to prayer

Each atom forming invisible as can be
Is speaking God's providence for you and for me
The molecules and minerals and life forms around
Are all singing sonatas: we hear Heaven's sound

The mystery of mysteries the echoes of all time
Inspire all the artists and the poets that rhyme
Instilling in beings the wonder and the awe;
Creation is echoing what Adam and Eve saw...

Just know that I am here for you...

I know that you are broken and can feel them, all your fears
I have seen you, you were weeping, your eyes are full of tears
IF only I could have spoken with you:  something healing, something sure;
I surely would have spoken  to you My words with instant cure.

Just know that I am here for you, no matter how painful it is..
I'm here to lift you from your hurts, to a better place than this.
Let Me teach you of a better way: a technique that's sure to heal
Close your eyes and  think of Me, My presence you will feel..

You're feeling that no one understands you; that know one seems to care
In the midst of every heartache I have been waiting to hear your prayer
I can fix them, the things unfixable; and can  heal the wounds inside
All you need is to ask this of Me as  I am always at your side..

Just know that I am here for you, no matter how painful it is..
I'm here to lift you from your hurts, to a better place than this.
Let Me teach you of a better way: a technique that's sure to heal
Close your eyes and   think of Me, My presence you will feel..

The days were all created for you and the moments were also too
Every minute and  every second has been  predisposed for you
Let them be to you an echo of Me and an mirror of all my ways
Everything that is around you can always bring you into My praise

Just know that I am here for you, no matter how painful it is..
I'm here to lift you from your hurts, to a better place than this.
Let Me teach you of a better way: a technique that's sure to heal
Close your eyes and  think of Me, My presence you will feel..

What are you waiting for..?

What are you waiting for and Why don't you care?
Countless, the people, who are needing help everywhere...
Which ones will be lucky enough to receive some of your time
Think of it: why don't you..while you're reading this rhyme?

People who are homeless and those, who are on the street:
Bag ladies and hobos and those you'll never meet
Perhaps you will pass them and perhaps you will scowl
Time to consider this: will you help them some how??

What are you waiting for and Why don't you care?
Countless, the people, who are needing help everywhere...
Which ones will be lucky enough to receive some of your time
Think of it: why don't you..while you're reading this rhyme?

The broken, the beaten up and the kids on the run..
People who the others like to ridicules for fun;
Those who are living differently and those who are hurt;
People in Africa or with houses of dirt...

What are you waiting for and Why don't you care?
Countless, the people, who are needing help everywhere...
Which ones will be lucky enough to receive some of your time
Think of it: why don't you..while you're reading this rhyme?

No, you can't help everyone but you can help a few
The people who are near you people different than you..
The neighbor who is struggling the addict and thief
Is that too much of a challenge on your awkward belief??

What are you waiting for and Why don't you care?
Countless, the people, who are needing help everywhere...
Which ones will be lucky enough to receive some of your time
Think of it: why don't you..while you're reading this rhyme?

If for this morning and if just for a day
You looked out for someone  in a most giving way
What wonder you'd experience and what transforming love
Would elevate you closer to the Great One above..

What are you waiting for and Why don't you care?
Countless, the people, who are needing help everywhere...
Which ones will be lucky enough to receive some of your time
Think of it: why don't you..while you're reading this rhyme?

Would you be for me that smile...?

For all who suffer alone with mental illness

Yes, I am a struggling person with all my fears and tears galore
I am hurting so deep inside me and I don't even know what for
The doctors  have called it an illness; but I don't have any outward signs
That point to the disturbance within me: is it all inside of  my mind??

Would you be for me that smile that I am so longing to see
And would you be those hands that I'm hoping would reach out to me
Would you be, for me,  that loving person who despite your busy day
Would take the time to get to know me and to listen to what I say

The encountering of  every moment is a challenge to me within
I open up my curtains and windows but I'm afraid to let  others in
The walls they are constantly speaking, but.. I am the only who can hear
The secrets they are daily pronouncing.. they're creating in me so much fear...

Would you be for me that smile that I am so longing to see
And would you be those hands that I'm hoping would reach out to me
Would you be, for me ,  that loving person who despite your busy day
Would take the time to get to know me and to listen to what I say

Oh but don't laugh at me and my struggling or run from me like I have the plague
Nothing that is happening inside me can harm you in any sort of way..
So sit here with me for awhile and hear some of the things that I know
I am sure you will leave all the happier for having spent a few moments or so..

Would you be for me that smile that I am so longing to see
And would you be those hands that I'm hoping would reach out to me
Would you be, for me , that loving person who despite your busy day
Would take the time to get to know me and to listen to what I say

Diagnosis

Please, don't make your opinion of me
Something about my own disability
Because it is plain as plain can  be
That diagnosis doesn't equate identity..

The struggles I have in my body or mind
Shouldn't be the way that I am defined
Mental or physical, they are all the same:
Painful and trying; but they're not my name..

So, if you will see me; don't see me as ill
Or as one addicted to some prescription pill;
For disordered or disabled I'm still just me
I'm worthy of respect and my own dignity

Ice storm

Ice figures and crystals are decorating the land
The air seems to stand up inside of my hand
The freezes of winter and  the chill of the day
Are echoing their messages: they've so much to say

The lighting and fuel sources are stopped in their tracks
The coldness and dampness seeps in through the cracks
The storm of the season has taken its toll
We're glad it has ended its grasp on our soul...

Now driving through road ways we see it, all around
The branches and tree limbs that ice has knocked down
The crystals most precious but costlier yet
Are the diamonds that stand still on leaves that were wet.