All My Paths
It doesn’t matter now which way I take For all my paths are clear before your eyes. You know my inner thoughts and for your sake I put to death my sin. You bid me rise. And as I grow in form to be like you As each day…
Expectations
My expectations conquer caution thus: They breed the “musts” and “should have beens” and I Can feel “perfection” overtaking trust. My day too often starts out on a lie And by the end I feel beat down and tired, Unable to feel joy in every day And in the little…
Love and Light
My hope Pattered in A lamb, meek and mild Culminating in the end As a thundering vindication. My sorrow Blustered in A towering rage of hurt Culminating in the end As a spark of rain washed hope. My joy Hastened in A warrior, bold and sure Manifesting in the end…