Rayli

An Open Life Open Dreams Wanting to believe A heart finding more A will to achieve Open Mind Seeing possibilities A faith finding peace A new-found ability Open Eyes Choosing a new way A hope coming true A reminder to pray Open Ears Hearing truth spoken A love more profound A life has awoken An Open Life Being Transformed Being Renewed Being Open

Are you listening? To the pain in their voices To the fear in their eyes They are only children Hearts broken by your lies Are you listening? To the words they don't say To the dreams that are battered They are little more than children Hope long since shattered Are you listening? To the apathy in their actions To the tears no longer shed They are wishing they were children Faith broken by a world long dead Are you listening? To the heart that can heal To the hope that is real To the faith that can't be broken To the words that were spoken John 3:16 ~ For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoev

A pasted smile on my lips That never reaches my eyes A precarious balance between friendship and hate. I feel like I'm wading through lies. I don't understand the animosity I can't explain the pain I feel. I would offer my friendship, But I fear being scorned. Should I simply turn away? Or play the mind games everyday? How do I turn the other cheek? Can I end this peacefully? I hope so.

Me. Here. Now. Outside. Dark. Alone. Nervous. Shadows. Wind. Trees. Noises. Scared. Lost. Alone. Blind. Alone. Frightened. Alone. Running. Branches. Scratching. Tearing. Running. Falling. Pain. Crying. Walking. Searching. Light? Dim. Far. Moving. Nearer. Calling. Shouting. Stumbling. Crying. Friend? Foe? Father! Smiling. Relief. Arms. Warmth. Hugs. Comforting. Leading. Guiding. Narrow. Path. Clearing. Bright. Sun. Peace. Joy. Love. Many. Friends. Family. Loving. Worshiping. Rejoicing. Beholding. God. Me. Here. Now. Inside. Heaven.

Can it be? Ten months have past, And we have found a love that will last. A love so sweet, so real, so true, It makes me want to spend my life with you! Your tender gaze, your gentle touch, All more examples of why I love you so much! I'm not afraid of the dark, thunder I do not fear, Because I know you will be there to brush away my tear. Together we will walk through this life, Together, hand-in-hand, through strife. I wait eagerly, listening for the sound of your voice, Once again glad that I made this choice. I love you!

A poem is an expression     a sacred state of mind, through which emotions flow     onto paper - each one of a kind.

"Be still and know that I am God,"          said the Lord Most High. And so I sought to calm my thoughts,          but they continued to fly. So I sat, alone, and waited,          patiently upon the Lord. And I began to hear him through his creation,          birds singing in one accord. A gentle breeze, rustling leaves,          I began to feel peace within me. It was then I found the stillness I was seeking,          And the Lord spoke to me.

Pulling, grabbing, pieces of my heart, A swirling mind lost in confusion. Dizzying madness that threatens to overwhelm, Friendless, helpless, not knowing where to start. There am I in the midst of all this trouble, Wondering where the path is leading. It's as if I am a piece of art, A mosaic, a mural, amazingly complex. Or a spray of water, Or a million raindrops. So many pieces, and each a little part, A piece of me.

Love, what is it supposed to be? Hidden in our hearts, locked with a key? Or is it something greater, more powerful, divine? For which we would put our lives on the line? To me, love is more than a fancy or a feeling, It goes beyond the surface, it has a deeper meaning. Love is placing someone else's needs before your own. A commitment to another, and a caring that is shown By being there, by listening, by offering a hand. It's foundation must be on the Rock, Not on the sand. That Rock is God, in heaven above, For as it is written, God is love.

I sit in the middle of a meadow and all around me is music. Music that calms my spirit, Music that feeds my soul. I hear the busy, gentle brook, And the soft, flowing breeze. The wind that whispers secrets about life - What is to come. The birds sing their sweet song, Knowing my mood, giving me peace. And I wonder, when have I ever felt like this? And then I look into the sky, And watch the birds fly 'round me, And I know that I have heard The Music of the World.

I believe in the myth That one soul was torn in two For the gods were jealous At how much I loved you Yet words seem to be failing Each time I try to say You mean the world to me But it's so much more I try to convey We may not be perfect And my love for you is not a flame It's been a raging inferno inside my heart Ever since you laid your claim

If I stare into your soul Long enough Will you let me in? If I watch your every move Every day Will you never change? If I gaze into your eyes Into forever Will you always love me? If I look into your heart In the very depths of it Will you say yes?

She's like jazz Smooth as the drumming rhythm Unpredictable as the notes Beating her own path Leaving ours behind

I was looking for light Where in darkness I dwell it was the sun who found me And my thirst she did quell The light didn't last long As the sun started the set My heart no longer warmed Her radiance I tried to forget I once again dwell Fumbling now in the dark Trying anew to find a light Or maybe light my own spark

It was in your eyes That I finally saw me Happy It was the smile on your face When I came near That made me come back for more But it was your love Which blinded me And made me see

I live my life in solitude behind a solid wall, Mortar falls upon my head, the outside penetrating. I wanted this all along, but they deny my freedom, Objects fill my mind, my heart. I don't need anyone. What happens when they break in? When they see my soul? Rejections all I've ever known, so why am I afraid? They know, they've always known, why I'm afraid. Why I cannot, I don't know, My subconscious is my wall. What about me? Is mine the only spirit that has no blackened soul? Behind their faces, dark shadows, ghostly knives penetrating. I don't have to look any deeper, I know they don't love anyone. It comes as no surprise that

The things we do Are the things we don't The things unspoken When we're alone The words we say When we cry Are sometimes the words That eventually die

I woke into the amathyst light and still can't find you there, jaded by the saffron blaze the sun that gave into the night. A rusty haze from carmine pools, The blood that filled the white, As coral bites, but not to hard softly, throught the midnight oil while toiling in bronzing sweaty glaze. I woke into the amber light only to find you there, jaded both by slumbers haze. We'd stolen the unreturnable, Gazing into each others eyes, and drifting back, into a dream.

There is an aging painting Upon my bedroom wall Stick and strips of extra crayon And added words like 'Mom' The lines are fat and wavy With colors indistinct Flicked with water splashes from working near the sink But somehow its my keepsake Though all my tastes have changed For one small note upon the back In my teacher's knowing scrawl "Don't mind the bits and dribbles, Look past the joking mess Ignore the small mistakes And love it for the rest I know that when you're older You'll learn to talk in stride To be a strong believer In he who lived and died So remember as you go on That everyone has flaws Not to judge on fa

Once I fell in love and learned the poisonous art of kissing I died once and my soul betrayed wandered endless in grey Abaddon Once I fell in love and made myself content with lies and half-truths I heard them many times and still I hungered for more delusions Once I fell in love with a heart proposed for abnegation and muted lips I could not grumble the biting agony chastising my fragile trust Once I fell in love and the world was sunshine-filled, painted bright, I felt the warmth tumble over my skin sleeping beside a lover in mask. Once I made a promise never again to heed love's bidding and play its games