11.29.09

the Son saith
spoken by angels
to be spoken
that heard Him

flame of fire
are the same
spirits sent forth
my right hand

the heavens are
I will declare
He took on
He is able

new stairs

these stairs have not been tested
they wait for hearts to open to
to bear the weight of their needs

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hear for strength courageously
ever ask and rejoice
still we smite rocks
hours guide through life

He Comes Near

He comes near
Brought by
Her fears

He comes near
Brought by
His love

He comes near
Brought by
Her response

He comes near
Brought by
His reflection

They come near
Brought by
Their fears

early morning rain

early morning rain

the clouds above are weeping
...
tender kind tears
...
cleansing
...
gifts
...
I rise
...
a new day

Then again ...

Then again … the water was messy – people – lazy – left garbage – left waste – last remnant of their time here – not bad – garbage tells a story – stories – wonderful tales – tales of laughter - joy – food –drinks – burgers – soda – games – balls, bats, gloves, hopscotch …

I intend

I tell you
I intend
To stay close
thank you
again
For your prayers
for me
always grateful
forever

tales of the day remain

tales of the day remain
scattered about the floor
spill out into the hall
leaving a trail throughout the house
leaving a trail of thoughts
thoughts resting where they
drifting on the desire w/o life
remains of a day now put behind

children lay at rest
dreams forming
making magic of the day’s experiences

door creaks open ray of light from hallway’s lamp
lays across the floor pointing to the
hearts that lay sleeping
loving eyes watch embracing and blessing

doors close gently two meet
stand listening clock ticking

distant sounds of cars
racing about life’s night
content together with the
sound of their own hearts
together feeling filled
they drink the richest of
God’s blessing there

For You?

For You? (1)

You? life you’re all
You what for? What for
eyes to see explained me to live
What for? What for for you

Inside man born I know
Filled his eyes lie I care
Open door delivered tell it
Chosen done I did it
for You? For you for you

She Is Free

She is free. She walks this last mile of her journey to herself. Away from others who would live her life – take her life. Fear and sadness threaten to overcome her – to corner her back to cower in the sight of herself. Out of the depths of her wounded heart comes a clear voice – sure – growing strong in its gentleness – growing louder in its quietness. It is the voice of her Lord – He is there. She has called out to Him in her confusion out of the despair of her soul. He speaks and she hears Him. He has waited patiently and by His power has lifted up her downcast eyes. She sees clearly now – she sought Him in the eyes of another but she finds him in the reflection of her own eyes. She will seek Him in her heart through her eyes. She will know Him and will walk with Him. Others will see her – their breath will be caught in the skipped beat of their hearts. Some will fear for they know not her Lord or the power of his might – she will smile and walk by. Others will rejoice for in their hearts the Lord meets – she smiles and stops for a true friend is found there.

ranting vent ... spam

re spam: too bad it's automatic - there was some solace in thinking that while i am in sweet slumber dreaming of gentle waters and warm sunny breezy days with pink lemonade writing witty and profound text - they, greasy slouthful slow-bellied creatans, were pounding away blood-shot-bleary-eyed under intense florescent lights into the wee hours of the morning kept awake by eating stale pizza, soda, doughnuts and coffee and their efforts measured by the dull thud of their numb swollen digits as they descend on ever an ever shrinking keyboard ... i'm ok now - the pen has done it's work - to my dreams i go - will now bring them into today and give them life :) :) :)

dreams in the night - continued

awareness through the veil
of the night seasons in change
life as it should be free from
daylights heavy slumber by trivial matters

dreams in the night - beginning

telling the truth to ourselves
heard within the chambers of our own hearts
lying to ourselves
waiting for the truth is in the words of another

sun's chains

the sun runs
his journey across
the earth is
his work

creatures of
his love
proclaim
his name

he reigns
his chains
the weary
are blest

endless prayer
and praises
voices rise
every morning

when hearts are

when hearts are
at home
in a place
then when away
a disconnect comes

when hearts are
at home
in a heart
then when away
the connection grows

where hearts are
it matters
place or a heart
determines if
they remain close

ink trails

pen in hand
shoes on
the floor
feet bare breathe
surroundings fade
in and out
impressions bleed
onto the paper

pen in bag
shoes slip on
eager feet
ready to walk
into the sun
blue ink trails
indelibly left in
sands of the heart

today

30 days
you can change
texture
richness
flexibility
depth
just waiting
Jones
today
close to the house
 Necessity is the mother of invention.  

from the sky - completed

worth giving by
showing
the beauty it is
life to others
man and creature
alike

jj - march 2008 :)

from the sky - continued

dew of the morning
lifting to clear vision
buds lift petals open
life free to express
to be touched by
rays and warmth

from the sky

unfolding as the early
morning sun rises
and warms all
it touches
coaxing life to
open it's eyes

first morning decision

i find myself awake
how i do not know
the jingle alarm has
not yet played
this day i rest longer
through the music
my first decision repeated
i stay imobile then
UP! walk think feel
the rest of this day
is changed by the
spirit of that decision

letting sad ones go

sad stories hang on
in costume and mask
moving through our to-days
with the ease of
a gentle breeze but
leaving broken reeds
they trample until
unmasked in the eyes
of a faithful friend
sad stories hang
naked in space wafting
away leaving life

within and between

darkness falls as gentle hands rest
round colourful china as leaves
steep in the bubbling water
warmth rises as eyes smile
drawing breath into the heart
quiet within and between

today's loss

lost days with one day
losts days from days gone by
brought into today
adding today's loss to tomorrow