~~~

I walk toward forgiveness
a mountain steep and high
the cold wind catches my breath
as I hike toward the sky

how can I endure this pain
these perpetrators wrought?
don't they know how much they hurt me
the suffering they brought?

why did GOD allow it?
why didn't HE step in?
why did He let them wound me so?
why did He let them win?

as I search for a foothold
in a rough and rugged climb
I search for the answers
I ask for a sign

"look back at the trailhead"
is what the Lord replied
I saw there a rugged cross
where He bled and died

"I suffered persecution.
is it too hard for you
to understand my loving grace
should cover those folks too?

"while you hold your hatred
even though you have the grounds
you keep them shackled to you
in you they are bound!

"I know it's difficult, my child
for very hurt you've been
but I can't forgive you, Cathy
UNTIL YOU FORGIVE THEM

so i made a list of people
forgave and checked them off
one by one the devils strongholds
of hatred were broken off!

and so i made my way
sometimes the path was hard
but i did stop to take breathers
resting in the Lord

stange as this may seem to you
as I neared the top
the frigid wind buffeting me
seemed to lessen -
STOP!

when I stood upon the summit
it was a gentle breeze!
there were flowers everywhere!
it was 80 degrees!

I'd never seen such beauty!
as though a flag unfurled
I stood there on that mountaintop
saw the entire world!

the happiness flowed through me
I did, finally, forgive
all those who had hurt me
I could finally

LIVE


SoulSurvivor
(C) 1/25/2016

~~~

what would you give
for YOUR soul?


SoulSURVIVOR
1/24/2016

pounded
forged
heated

in
the
flames
of
hatred

a construct
of
*******
barbarism
becomes

banality


SoulSurvivor­
(C) 1/24/2016

can you not
be the moon?
she
filters
her light
behind clouds
in the gloom

O, fickle moon!
can you not
be as
stars?
they wink
at me softly
flirt as
Venus and Mars

O, gentle stars!
can you
take me away?
i want not
to see
the boldness
of day

for i'm so very tired
the light
blinds my eyes
the sun in its boldness
rules the
crystalline
skies

the skies
in their weakness
are soon
overcome

go back to your
hiding place

O, brazen sun


SoulSurvivor
(C) 1/23/2016

twin
moons
we
revolve
around
the
same
Sun

bright
stars
neither
s­inner
nor
fully
sainted
as
death
has
not
reached
its
gnarled
claw­
toward
us
yet

but
sisters
we
are
fully

and
we
LOVE

OH!
how
we­

LOVE!

not
as
the
world
loves

much
more
than
a
groping
of
fl­esh

but
of

WORDS


SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis

to my sister-poets on this site
Christian
or
NOT

I carved you out of plaster
I moulded you from clay
I put you on a pedestal
one fine summers day

But winter's wind came calling
eroding the shellac
In your side you could not hide
the evidence of cracks

An angel I had fashioned
a deity I'd made
but you were dust beneath the crust
you could not fly away

And so you came a'crashing
my beautiful amore'
Yes you fell on me as well
where I stood upon the floor

In pieces you lay the there
with our loving cup
though in one stroke
both hearts were broke
I began to pick you up

I noticed the wrinkles
on the flesh you wore
and I knew that it was true
humanity restored

Now we are together
as human beings abide
neither one against the sun

we sit
side by side


SoulSurvivor
(C) 1/15/2016

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|   my mind's a blank.  |
|            PLEASE             |
|     write something     |
|             on me!             |
|           ♡ Cathy             |
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fuzzy denizens of desert
strange, unearthly, every one
they wake up softly to the morning
reaching up to find the sun

saguaros, huge, regal, majestic
silent in their special ways
pincushions the size of quarters
brush protect from the sun's rays

from the blazing heat of noontime
to the freezing winter's gloom
these living jewels survive the onslaught
even burgeoning with blooms!

looking out from my front porch there
I see a bird who's home is made
within the side of a saguaro
within its chicks get warmth and shade

I see beavertail and golden barrel
mammalaria in special pots
lining up along the ledges
of where I sit, my favorite spot

before the sun has even risen
this is my safe and holy place
then i feel the creeping warmth
of the sun upon my face

this is where I worship singing
though the neighbors find it odd
this is where I thank my Maker
this is where I talk to God



SoulSurvivor
(C) 1/11/2016

"Now faith is the substance
of things hoped for;
the evidence of things not seen."
Hebrews 11:1

Faithful in His answered prayers
you can't tell me He's not there
I would swear before a judge
who's ten feet tall, and holds a grudge
I would tell a court of law
what I've witnessed. what I saw
my testimony you may find
is a 180° change of mind
I still walk. I laugh. I breathe
the aura of God's love received
I was headed for an ugly death
I owe the Lord my very breath
If He had not intervened
my poetry would not be seen

Hallelujah!
Praise His Name!
To live is Christ
to die is gain!

Hallelujah!
Praise the Lord!
By the Lamb

*I AM RESTORED!

a universal
language
dream
Pegasus
wings
to beat
and
gleam

for this
we would
scream
and
fight
we would
brave the
dead of
night
we wish we
may
we wish we
might
ride the tide
of purest
light
to be astride
in love's

*high flight

I am sorry I'm not reading
I am acting by the Spirit's leading
I have a project yet unfinished
my need for completion undiminished
a Christmas present for a friend
I need to frame it for to send
I think of poets while I do
and I pray for all of you!

So while I work and seek God's face
please be patient

*gimme grace!

the
sun
breaks
through
the
cloudcover
and
pours
honey
drops


[10W]
SoulSurvivor
(C) 1/9/2016

a STAR is
Born Again
A Christian to Emulate

I want to thank
Eddie Star
and so many others
who are reading
liking and
reposting my work

Eddie has consistently
gone into my archives
and is reposting poems I like
very much

Thank you ALL for your
Warm Support

God bless YOU ALL!

♡ Catherine

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in the maze of
insomnia where
sweet sleep
eludes
me

[10W]
SoulSurvivor

the process
of facing life
on its own
unfolding
terms


SoulSurvivor
(C) 1/8/2016

>¡<
·
·    
   ·  
     ·
·
·
little
blips      
     of
     life
force  
with             
God's        
glory
        for
wings!



[10W]
SoulSurvivor
(C) 1/5/2016

sea
foam
clouds
barely
hide
the
sky's
sea creature

the

MOON


SoulSurvivor
(C) 1/5/2015

~~~

beaded curtain coming down
cacti wear a jeweled crown
it's difficult to wear a
frown

the smell of succulents and sage
the tympany of titan's rage
my mood has changed
i turn the page

through the leaves
the moisture seeps
in cloud cover the sun sleeps
birds are hidden
in their keeps
and all around

the sky

weeps



SoulSurvivor
(C) 1/4/2016

~~~

when all else fails
i will
believe on my
God

~~~

~~~<○>~~~

stained
glass
Jesus
looks
down
upon
the
modern
congregati­on

light

weeps

through


SoulSurvivor
*(repost)