The yearning never endsThe path is fraught with pain The tenderness is goneWhy do they feel no shame Now let us sing out loudNow open up our heartsNow touch the peace withinAnd we shall mend their souls Across the land we soarWith wings of faith and joyTo spread the sounds of loveAmongst the living dead They stretch their empty handsThey catch our tears of lifeThey grow and see once moreThe visions of the whole Throughout...
It's early morning the day before Thanksgiving. There came about 8 more inches of snow overnight. There's almost an expectant hush, like something more than dawn lies over the horizon. Although there's no moon, it's luminous. Starlight shimmers off the heavy drifts, painting broad glowing brushstrokes over sleeping yards. Each bared branch and branchlet draped in layers, white satin evening wraps about to slip off shoulde...
Chapter 9 Love Is Not To Be Judged It is not a woman, but a man of about forty years old. Very handsome, in a long dark cloak. His eyes are full of love, as he kisses Aret on the lips. Dara’s son ran away with a guy! “Are you wounded?” Ner kneels by me, his hands touching the arrow in my stomach. He must’ve walked out of the forest when I was spaced out in a vision. “We got ambushed by the robbers. I lost both of my men,...
tonight I sat in dark warmth and listened to carols of old sung with love and passion and true faith. filling those moments was the memory of joy stolen.... the theft motivated by a need to keep me in line, to keep me isolated, to keep me powerless. and I allowed it. over and over I let them steal my joy, kill my love, wound my very soul. a storm began to play the roof joining the sound of a quiet guitar. raindrops fell l...
Searching higher ground reason within The last of a kind that cuts confused the skin, Winds that blow ever so strong, fearless icy cold Cold that once was warm so alluring, inviting A blaze, flame tall, colored as the aurora borealis Waves of seductive fire calling one to dance Dance that created music, verses and poems Deep sighs, fast heartbeat, wet lips, release Laughter, tears, thoughts, restless sleep Sleep much need...
I want to share with you a true story about a three year old boy who lived in a small farming community in Texas. Brownfield Texas comes by it’s name honestly. Brown fields are everywhere. If you have never been in a dust storm in Brownfield Texas you know very little about dust, dirt and sand storms. I remember as a child playing outside and the wind was not blowing very hard, but on the horizon we could see a wall of di...
God Can Hear Your Teardrops Fall It was one of my times in life, When nothing seemed to be going right. My heart was filled with heartache and strife. I had spent some days in a cloud of despair, Wondering why life seemed so unfair. I stared into the emptiness, of a dark lonely room. (pause) Tears began to fall. That is when His sweet Holy Spirit came, He spoke to me, as if I heard my name. Not a thunderous roar, nothing...
Ocean of Tears I gaze across the expanse of this ocean, My heart cries, “This many tears I’ve shed”. The waves roll in and out, Like the emotions of my soul. How can I overcome this pain? Rocked by reality, life without you Will never be the same. As the sun sets, Darkness blankets the earth. I see a twinkle in the sky. From the distant horizon, The moon rises. The light for the night, A light for ‘my’ night. A cool breez...
In the night time he would come aroundand lay his cool hands on my warm forehead.In the night time he would come aroundand lay his warm hands on my cool Heart.In the night time he would come aroundand surround me with his rainbow lightIn the night time he would come aroundand fill me with his brand new start.
© 2011, Lee Goldberg It’s often said before the dawn that darkness reigns and hope is gone. Right now I know that’s the way you feel. But dawn will come. You’ll see the sun. One day your struggle will be done. And you will be quite different when you heal. Simple things will bring great joys, the sky, a breeze, a child’s new toys, a lovely flower or a pretty dress. A favorite song, a warm embrace, a cozy crackling firepla...
“Pwesent!,” my daughter shouted. “Pwesent!” “I’m sorry,” the elfin voiced on the telephone said. “I didn’t understand that. If you want a present for yourself from Santa, say ‘Present.’ If you want Santa to get something for Mommy or Daddy, say ‘Parent.’ For anything else, please say ‘Other.’ “Pawent!,” my little girl shouted. “Pawent!” “I’m sorry. I didn’t understand that…….” My daughter Penny was now crying. I hung up t...
I recall the evening as if it were yesterday, even though it's been over ten years. I stared down at the table and mindlessly picked at my food while my wife sat silently across from me. Nancy and I had been married almost 25 years at the time. We had been through so much together in those years, good times and bad. Of all that we had been through together, nothing was as tough as this. I just stared down at my plate. I r...
