21. The Chrysalis
We are never finished products,
No matter how long we live.
There's always something we can add,
Like learning to forgive.
We are never finished products,
No matter how long we live.
There's always something we can add,
Like learning to forgive.
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I stand in a stream of madness
And take a moment to still my fears.
In the aisles of dreams and sadness,
You were there throughout the years.
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Travelers in the Sea of Life,
being guided by worry and strife,
floating rudderless toward desperate straights,
drifting aimlessly towards whatever awaits,
Fueling your faith
In what you've got within...
In your God-given gift,
It's a wonderful thing.
A new day is beginning.
Burnt orange hues
Color the distant skies.
Dew drops, a glistening symphony
When my hope fades
and all my dreams die,
and I find no answer
by asking the Lord why,
I felt like I was falling
Off of a very steep cliff
And I just kept on tumbling
Into an unknown abyss
I once suffered from un-forgiveness. Through time, I learned that it was poisoning my soul with bitterness. I identify with this poem very much and found the same blessed release when I...
What are miracles, from where do they
come?
How do we trust what we can't see
or touch?
our weeping may only endure
for the night, but
even when joy finally drapes
our sunrise
Lovely poem that touched my heart. God is always with us. He hears every prayer.
no matter how weary
she kept pouring
but her cup never ran dry, for God
To my dear friends,
The memories we left behind
Are still fresh on my mind.
How God crossed our paths!
Life is but a vapor
Life is but a mist
We are merely moving shadows
At best, we are a breath
If I provoke a smile, hear laughter rise,
Bring a sparkle into someone's eyes,
If I ease the loneliness of one soul,
Wipe away a tear, a broken heart console,