Poems by Caroline T. Wallace

When everything seems hopeless,
Don't focus on the whole mess.
Just count on every blessing.
Then slowly you'll start progressing.

Never give up on your goals.
Let God take over the controls.
He will gently hold you by the hand.
Alone you will NOT stand.

Only in God do we have hope,
And only in him can we cope,
So my friend, do not despair,
You should know you have his care.

Lord, when I worry about the bills,
Knowing I don't have money-making skills,
Please be my complete provider,
As well as my ever present minder.

When my life knocks me down,
And all I can do is frown,
Please come and comfort me,
For I will always depend on thee.

When I'm confused about what to do.
When no one has answers except you,
Please make everything crystal clear,
Wiping out any doubt or fear.

As I sit by the river bank watching the slow flowing stream,
I wonder to myself if this is but just a dream.

I gaze in awe struck wonder at every visible creature,
Desperately trying to take in the whole mind-blowing picture.

What is it about nature that makes it such a miracle?
What makes its colors and sounds beautifully rich and lyrical?

It may be that in it, there is perfectly coordinated existence,
Where each life gives to another with unfailing consistence.

It may also be that it can be an excellent preacher,
Teaching us to live in harmony with every creature.

We could all be humbled by this harmonious, natural kingdom,
Where all our selfish ways could be overcome by its innate wisdom.

Hidden and trapped in total darkness,
no one knows of my imprisonment.
To the hope of freedom I desperately cling,
but to the suffocating power of restraint I submit,
feeling like a bird with a broken wing.

My fearful owner has swallowed me,
so far down, it's impossible to breathe!
All my zeal and passion has been weakened,
thanks to many years of suppression,
my obscurity has deepened.

How, O how can I find liberty?
When it seems all my strength is gone.
In spite of my apparent meekness,
surely there is a reason I still exist!
Do I not possess qualities of uniqueness?

Even if I may be tasteless for some,
I am a perfect fit for my owner.
All I need is a little of his bravery,
a minute force of character,
then I will emerge from this place of unsavoury!