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305 · Oct 2014
spirituality
SøułSurvivør Oct 2014
isn't foxhole prayers
it is not hoping God is there.

it isn't something you can skip
because it is relationship

would you go and ask advice
from someone you
had talked to twice?

would you ask for things your end
from someone who was not your friend?

people think prayer gets things free
they want to win the lottery!!

i can tell you... God's angry 'cause
people think He's santa claus!!!

i existed by my whim
a million miles away from Him.

I want to be inspired by
the one who saved me...
... chose to die.

these are plain and simple facts
i've been lazy... very lax.

this world is hurting!
it's headed for a pit!
i didn't pray for all of it!

i gave up. i ran away.
I was cowardly what can i say?

life is hard you must confront
I've been running
from the front!

i want to do so much more
life has got so much in store!

so here i am... at step one
right back where i started from.


catherine jarvis
I have been writing about
Being so "spiritual" and have
Neglected even my most basic
Duties as a Believer.

I must get back to my roots.

I will be reading and commenting
Again soon. But the next few days
I will be taking care of business.

Thanks for understanding.
304 · May 2017
Night Court
SøułSurvivør May 2017
Death comes a child
suckled on the breast.
A nightowl's call...
a weighted chest.

Death comes a jester.
How he cavorts!
Kings and Queens will
share his court.

They jeer his antics!
They do... for now.
But in the end

THEY ALL SHALL BOW.


SøułSurvivør
(C) 5/28/2017
This piece was inspired by
Woody and his poem
The slow boogie
304 · Mar 2014
Genesis
SøułSurvivør Mar 2014
In the beginning
was the
WORD

He spoke all life
into existence.

He literally carved us
from clay
with the
flow of His speech.

That, for a POET
should be

EXCITING !!!
Read Genesis 1
John 1


Catherine
303 · Mar 2019
Li'l Angels
SøułSurvivør Mar 2019
Angels come in many forms
They hold out their arms
They are there, and they care
They're like hardworking moms.

They can see & hear us
Yes, they can hear our call
They're a mighty force for good
Even though they're small!

They can be as spirits
Undetected & unseen
Or they can be as we are
They CAN be human beings!

So you'd best be kind to folks
You'd best have a care!
Entertaining angels
CAN happen unawares!

That's why I'm very careful
In what I say & do
I want to BLESS my angel...

Who HAPPENS to be YOU!!


Cathy Jarvis
3/29/2019
A birthday present for my sister in Christ, Sharon (Not on HP). She has a ministery called Li'l Angels, and sends packages to encourage folks all over the country! I've gotten a few! She's a Christian where the rubber hits the road! Happy Birthday, Sharon!
303 · Jun 2017
galactical humor
SøułSurvivør Jun 2017
|


A single star hung in the sky.
Where's the rope?
[10W]

20 more poems and I'll
Have written 1500 on this site!
**-yah!
302 · Mar 2014
Full Flight ~ 10W
SøułSurvivør Mar 2014
The pen is a feather
~~~
READING A SET OF WINGS

^♡^


Soul Survivor
I've missed reading!
301 · Apr 2021
Blasted Demeter
SøułSurvivør Apr 2021
Rolled on the tounge
The seed we swallowed
From Earth
Was ground by futile teeth
The vacuum of our mouths
Chewed consigning
Our births
To our legacies.

Eat it and you will taste
The GMO wax fruit
Plastic in the bowels of Poseidon
Grimy factories rotting
In the Chinese
Wastelands
Chernobyl of an
Economic
Meltdown.

Taste the dew
Black oil pushed
From the pores of
Nephilim.

Taste the rain
Corrosive acid
Which is an analyte
Immeasurable
No components
Could be
Its equal in
Nihilism
Bringing not
Chaos
But
Complete
Annihilation.

Persephone forever in Hades
And a blasted Demeter.

THE END
300 · Mar 2014
Guidelines
SøułSurvivør Mar 2014
Coloring books
have the

LINES

Children have the

CRAYON SET!

10W
Soul Survivor
Big kids unite!
SøułSurvivør Oct 2014
~~~
soulsurvivor

That does it eventually.
300 · Jul 2019
Crucible
SøułSurvivør Jul 2019
In a crucible we're placed
As gold with dross to spare
Placed upon a fervent flame
We are all heated there.

Through this hard and
Hellish trial
We melt down as the ore
Releasing our impurities
Our faults come to the fore.

All the greed and avarice
All coveting and lust
Hate and anger bubble up
All envy & mistrust.

Jealousy. All vanities.
Malice & disdain
We scream & shout
And writhe about
Grumble & complain.

God takes his refiner's scoop
Removes the crust and then
Leaves us on the furnace fire
And heats us up again!

As we release the
Dirt and grout
There is a peace that's found
We find our comforter in Him
And we quiet down.

Still we have the impure thought
We are not worry free
We have a sort of "holy" pride
Religiosity.

Finally, this scraped away
There's NOTHING left. No trace
God looks into the shining gold
And sees His very face!

How glorious, the finished gold!
How beautiful the ore!
It's set in wondrous majesty

To shine forevermore
.
I'm going through some very difficult physical trials. Rather than complain I'm writing about them. We all have something in our lives to heat us up, so to speak. We can get bitter, or we can get better. I choose the latter. My faith really helps. It is my hope that you will find this Faith is as well. Thanks for reading! ♡♡♡
299 · Sep 2014
Hurting People
SøułSurvivør Sep 2014
Hurting people hurt people?

NO

Hurting people hurt other
hurting people, because
they know

they can be hurt.

Soul Survivor
I'm tired of people.
I know they've been hurt.
But that is no excuse!
I hurt, too, but I don't lash out.
I guess some of us just need to
GROW UP!!!
298 · Feb 2016
end
SøułSurvivør Feb 2016
end
.


if today I faced the
End of the World
I would turn my face unto the sky
and sigh my soul
into
eternity


.
What is there to fear?
Destiny is in God's hands.

"For God has not given us a Spirit of fear,
But of Love, and of Power,
and of a SOUND MIND
2 Timothy 1:7

This inspiration was given the me
by another poet here
who wrote about the same subject
Francaise de la Ferme
If I misspelled the name I apologize!
298 · Oct 2014
do it !!! [10W]
SøułSurvivør Oct 2014
---



you could spend
your life
figuring out
what to do




(c) soulsurvivor
---

and many people do
296 · Mar 2022
Morph
SøułSurvivør Mar 2022
i break
my chrysalid womb
into a realm
without
protection

my wings
are wet and stunted
cyan jewels lie dew'd
tourmaline
clusters upon the
veins

i'm only beginning
to learn the
nature of flight

i'm at my
most vulnerable
please
protect me
but don't assist me
in my struggle
to break

FREE

~~~@~~~

it took me
disolving time to
emerge
from my own
beautiful
amorphous mess
while I drew
my imaginal discs

i dreamt
of flowers
and their
everlasting
bursting colors

the
celestial skies
and soft
empowering
spring
breeze


~~~@~~~

as i push apart
my place of
safety and security
i find the life
pumping
into my
wingspan

the colors of the
world
entrance me
i am no longer
dreaming
as i drink in
my natural
but still
foreign
home

~~~@~~~

riveting pain
with each
s p r e a d
of these
newly acquiesced
defenseless
delicate
appendiges
this
m e t a m o r p h a s i s
has just begun

my
j o u r n e y
to self discovery
paved with
wrestling and scuffling
everlasting
flight
and
wondering


~~~@~~~

for it is in the
p a I n
we find
g r o w t h

and in the
s t r u g g l e
against
the
safe and secure
that we
at last
find

F R E E D O M

~~~@~~~

dajena m
Write of Passage aka
soulsurvivor
(c) october 10, 2014
296 · Feb 9
golden
soft
candle's
glance
on
amber
rings

the
moist
temple
where
­blon­d
hair
clings

dark
whiskey
eyes
under
chandelier's
swings

t­he
­single
note
where
a
cello
sings

i
stop
and
contemplate
these
­th­ings

unlike
puppets
we
had
no
strings

no
we
had
golden
nighte­n­gale

wings


soulsurvivor aka
write of passage aka
invisible inc
(C) 8/32/2015


a poem about my first love

i still think about him
from time to time
296 · Jun 2017
petrichor
SøułSurvivør Jun 2017
": ,,''',,::' ':: ;,, ' ',, ::""
:: ' ",, ;"" ,, :'' ;; " ' ::''
================

on the soil
the scent of rain
said to flow
from the god's veins

smell like purple
fragrance rare
I'd like to bottle it
to wear!

petrified woods
where toads do climb
from the soil
after the rains

be ye wary
to say the least
they have a sweat
which can **** beasts!

~~~

come, my children
perhaps you'll see
how our nose

*can set us free
In Greek
PETRI: stone
CHOR: water said to run
from the veins of the gods

Colorado River Toads
lie dormant under the soil
waiting for the summer
monsoons, when they
errupt from their slumber

there is a substance
they exude which is
poisonous to dogs.
some people "lick toads"
to get high... ugh!
296 · May 2015
A Poem For You
SøułSurvivør May 2015
by James M Vines*

I am weary from my journey
and the lights have grown dim
around me.
My cross is heavy and the
mountain is steep.
Often times I fall,
but only to my knees.
That is where the Lord catches me.
When I think i can go no further,
He takes my hand.
He tells me,

"Child, we walk together
down the straight and narrow path."

Though i bear the scars of
many battles, and there are a
few more I must fight,
I know that soon I will be
over the mountain into a land
of eternal light.
At the chilly banks of the Jordan,
that is where I will
put my cross down,
I will wade into the water and
come out to claim my crown.
In a new body free from sorrow,
I will walk straight and upright.
In the Lord's divine presence
I shall praise Him 10, 000 years
for taking the time
to be my guide.

Posted by SoulSurvivor
5/24/2015
I want to thank James M Vines.
He took the time to write this
and send it via the site message system at one of the lowest points
of my life.

His poetry is inspired and uplifting.
Take the time to visit his site...
you'll be glad that you did!
295 · Nov 2014
coins
SøułSurvivør Nov 2014
~~~


never take people
at face value
some have
two faces and
it could cost more
than it's worth




SøułSurvivør aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
Catherine Jarvis
I'm generally a trusting person
and get in trouble all the time
as a result!
294 · Sep 2014
Jesus Calls ~ Spoken Word
SøułSurvivør Sep 2014
Here is another of my spoken word poems.
It was produced last year. The link is:

htps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=
rRXGks-0H9M

Hope you enjoy it!


Soul Survivor
Catherine Jarvis
The poem will come up on the screen.
You can read and hear simultaneously.
294 · Oct 2014
loss [8W]
SøułSurvivør Oct 2014
~~~


boxes of my poems

LOST

i still grieve.


♥ soulsurvivor
I moved to Oregon one summer
And literally lost BOXES of poems.
I feel like I lost a host of friends.

I'm telling you this because I am
Sure you can relate to my loss...
294 · Nov 2015
wisdom
SøułSurvivør Nov 2015
doesn't
wade
in
strange
waters


[6W]
SoulSurvivor
(C) 11/29/2015
A note to me:
Don't try to talk about things
you don't understand.

---
294 · Dec 2016
I must away
SøułSurvivør Dec 2016
I must away
In truth to rest
My eyesight fails
I must attest
I'm done with reading
And counting sheep...

I must away
And find some *sleep!
GOODNIGHT EVERYONE!

HAVE A SAFE NEW YEAR'S EVE
AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR!
293 · Oct 2014
patience takes practice
SøułSurvivør Oct 2014
~~~



I'm
just
working
on it
like
everyone
else
!!!


SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
I'm more impatient
With self than
Anyone

Sorry I was gone
For so long!
Please have some of
The above with me!

I'm playing catchup
But I really am
Reading.
I enjoy the site
And you all
ARE IMPORTANT TO ME!
293 · Dec 2020
Awesome Father
SøułSurvivør Dec 2020
Imagine a small grain of sand
Yes, from a sugar beach
Then expand a trillion times
The count is out of reach...

Father God has them numbered.

Then imagine, if you will
Galaxies with stars
And around them planets
More than Jupiter & Mars...

Father God has them named.

When you think of angels
Whatever do you see?
Little waif-like Cupids
Who look like you & me?
Or mighty warrior beings
Gigantic entities
With their feet on planet earth
Their crowns the nebulae!

Father God had them made.

Humans have an intellect
Some extraordinary
But do NOT know the ends of space
The depths the oceans carry...

Father God has them measured.

Could we speak into existence
A dolphin out to play?
Could we make a human body
From scratch our DNA?
Could we scribe a Holy Book
With PROPHECY? NO WAY!!

Father God created every cell, every jot & tittle.

Could a human be so beautiful
So Glorious and fair
That just to gaze upon them
Would vaporize us to air?
The Angels cannot gaze upon
This being Beyond Compare!!

If Glory was personified

OUR GOD WOULD BE THERE!!

Catherine Jarvis
12/8/2020

3 When I consider thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, the moon and the stars, which thou hast ordained;

4 What is man, that thou art mindful of him? and the son of man, that thou visitest him?

5 For thou hast made him a little lower than the angels, and hast crowned him with glory and honour.

6 Thou madest him to have dominion over the works of thy hands; thou hast put all things under his feet

Psalm 8:3-6 KJV
293 · Oct 2014
cats n dogs
SøułSurvivør Oct 2014
/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\

my dog is kinder
than most people

my cat too


SoulSurvivor
Some people might
Think me a certain way.

They don't. Animals happen
To be GREAT judges
Of character.
292 · May 2017
\(~,~)/
SøułSurvivør May 2017
goodnight**

goodnight gentle poets
wherever you are
may your muse
bring you the stars!

°''  ☆,,° : "○
'''''°•'' ¤ ○'' * ☆°°
292 · Sep 2014
Thunderhead [2]
SøułSurvivør Sep 2014
As cream
  poured   in blue coffee
you are a   bloom
of effulgence.
The desert waits to sip,,,,,, ahhh!


SoulSurvivor
Once again, I tried to make
the layout of the poem look like a cloud
291 · Jan 2021
The Love of God
SøułSurvivør Jan 2021
Could we with ink the ocean fill,
  And were the skies of parchment made;
Were every stalk on earth a quill,
  And every man a scribe by trade;
To write the love of God above
  Would drain the ocean dry;
Nor could the scroll contain the whole,
  Though stretched from sky to sky.

"The Love of God"
This is the last stanza of the old hymn. It was said to be written on the wall of an asylum. But the author is unknown.
289 · Mar 2014
Xylaphone
SøułSurvivør Mar 2014
There are so many poems
making music
of their own

They are in my
ribcage
beating on my

BONES!

(ouch!)


20W
Soul Survivor
Catherine Jarvis
(C) March 20, 2014
It seems like a pleasant
condition.
But it is so painful!
I keep forgetting
really good ones!
288 · Jul 2017
dreaming
SøułSurvivør Jul 2017
steam slides stealthy
through demarcated
deadzones

egress in earnest
evades erstwhile
ozone

firmament freedom
fulsome and flatulent

pedantic ponderings
perused by the petulant

Baroque to the Gothic
baleful buttress

hopefully honing
the hooks of
injustice

l sleep in the city
and dream looking
down

men muse in their
countries, and covet

a crown


SøułSurvivør
(C) 7/2/2017
288 · May 2017
~~<♡>~~
SøułSurvivør May 2017
~


love never hides

it's as close as our next


HEARTBEAT


[10W]
SøułSurvivør
(C) 5/28/2017
288 · Oct 2024
The Supernatural
SøułSurvivør Oct 2024
In another world, in another dream,
Things are very different,  they're not as they seem.

Your hand is your belly,  your foot is your head
Your eye is your heart, you're voice is a slap instead.

Angels, they surround you, devils in the hills
Wolves are at your bedside, dancing at your will.

It is su-per-nat-ural, it is a mangy beast
You just go and cast your spells
I don't care in the least,

It's su-per-nat-ural,  it's a flame, a fire
It's a bush never consumed,
A blaze that's climbing higher.

Nothing is as fiction, nothing is as fact
Nothing you can say out loud
Nothing to retract

Naught you need to verify, nothing you can see
It's the spirit, it don't lie,
It's the soul in me.


SøułSurvivør aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
Catherine Jarvis
287 · Jun 2017
Dear friends ~~~^♡^
SøułSurvivør Jun 2017
I will be off site most of the day. Your overwhelming responses to my poetry have so touched my heart! But I don't know how I'm going to respond to them all today. God willing I will be on the site tonight and tomorrow to read again. But today I have responsibilities I must take care of.

Thank you for your understanding and patience! I will be in touch tonight!

Blessings!
♡ Catherine
286 · Feb 2015
F R U S T R A T I O N
SøułSurvivør Feb 2015
---


I have a backlog of reading...

I now have time to read...

I really want to read...



*MY PHONE IS MESSING UP!!!
#@!! $/\&()@!!!!!!

I guess this is spam
BUT I HAVE TO VENT!!!
281 · Jan 19
EYES OF LOVE
_     _
<●>  <●>

When looking in a lover's eyes,
All are foolish, none are wise
None can hide, there's no disguise
No room for sophestry or lies

The iris is a limpid pool
Making Eros loose his cool
Cupid launches ships of fools
The pupil grows dark and full

We fit, baby, hand in glove
There's no hiding
The Eyes of love

The apple of the eye is dark
Cupid's arrow meets it's mark
Morning light can be so stark
When nightingale becomes the lark

We know that sanity is over
When we stop running for cover
Let the rain fall! Four leaf clover
All the world loves a lover!

Our amour is from above
There's no hiding
The eyes of love



SøułSurvivør
(C) 9/2017
The pupil is the "apple of the eye " that was said of King David.
281 · Sep 2014
Science vs Faith
SøułSurvivør Sep 2014
?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?

Science is the proof of things
not seen, but found true
by repeated testing.

i.e. the BRAIN

Faith is the proof of things
not seen but found true
by stepping into space

i.e. Creative thought

*The MIND can only
Think a dream!
Ergo ~ all dreamers have faith!
What is a poet but a dreamer?

SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
(C) September 28, 2014
280 · Apr 7
Emotional Reality
Upside down you walk the clouds
And you are unaware
You touch your feet on moonbeans
They are a golden stair

You breathe under the ocean
Peruse the coral reefs
Dance with the yellow fishes
Tell them your beliefs

The Earth is actually the sky
Cars are birds that fly on by
You query raindrops - they don't lie
You pet doves - they're never shy
And the rainbows never die
You never stop to question why

You see angels. You hear ions.
You smell blue. You touch the eons.
The beggers rule. The bankers peons.
Are these things we can agree on?

Your hair's a cloud. Your skin's a glove.
The sun is flat. The Earth's above.

Let's just face it...

You're in LOVE!


SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/31/2016
280 · Jul 2017
edible sunset
SøułSurvivør Jul 2017
raspberry sherbet
tangerine dream
on a silk of
light blue
whipping cream

edible sunset
lemon drop moon
how i wish
for a giant spoon!

but the mountains
steam with heat
so when the sunset
is complete

the piles boil
the clouds are stirred
and rendered

ashes of lavender


SøułSurvivør
(C) 7/3/2017
I wish the air was as cooling as I've described the sunset at the outset of this poem! But it's too **** HOT!

Thanks for reading!
277 · Feb 2016
Emergency
SøułSurvivør Feb 2016
I'm not going to be
on the site any more today.

I can't go into what's up right now,
it's nothing really serious, so don't worry.
But good thoughts and prayers
are appreciated. Thanks!

♡ Catherine
276 · Oct 2014
those days
SøułSurvivør Oct 2014
those days when it is all you can do to motivate yourself to eat or drink

those days when it is difficult to read
let alone write and the phone
weighs a million pounds....

those days when you are not physically sick...
but even your hair hurts...

those days when you feel like the
doom around you is a membraine
of purest pain. ...

you ever had one of those days?

good if you haven't.

i would not wish them on my
worst enemy...


catherine
I'm having trouble getting
Out of a depression...

Sorry that I have not been able
To do much reading...
274 · Sep 2014
Windows - 10W
SøułSurvivør Sep 2014
eyes can be
the windows to the

soul

or
mirrors


10W
Soul Survivor
A sociopath can be hard to spot.
But, I believe, if you read eyes, they are a "dead" giveaway.
273 · Nov 2014
sans
SøułSurvivør Nov 2014
~~~



a lone
heart like is a
crystal vase
without a
l
o
n  
g  
s  
t    
e  
m
e
  d
  r
o
s
e
273 · Sep 2014
RLS - 20W
SøułSurvivør Sep 2014
Legs that didn't want to do anything
all day suddenly all ready to go...

... when your head hits the pillow.


20W
Soul Survivor
This condition can really be
the bane of one's existence!
272 · Mar 2014
My Prayer
SøułSurvivør Mar 2014
O Dear Lord, please give to me
The graciousness of an apple tree.
It shares its fruit
with all in need
without regard for race or creed
and spreads a dappled shade of gray
for the weary traveller on his way.

The courage of a badger!
O doughty soul!
You'll see a BEAR running from HIS hole!
He has a faith I do not know
without a Bible to tell him so.

The conscience of an oyster's pearl,
the greatest gift in all the world.
It gets yet larger with each day
although it has no mouth to pray.

The gentle acceptance of deep grass
which bends to allow Your winds to pass.
Then stands again with stately grace
to look again in Your sun's face.

The honesty of a sky of blue.
Its color reflects the Truth of You.

The freedom of a flock of birds
for they have surely heard Your words.

The cheerfulness of a laughing brook.
It will pass by boulders without a look!

The industry of a little bee
the good of his fellows is all HE sees.

The patience of eroding wind
it carves out beauty in the end.

The humility of a single flower
it knows its beauty will last but hours.

The love within a mother bear.
She'll give her life because she cares.

The resounding strength of a mountain range
to these the centuries are not strange.

The wisdom of an ocean deep.
It will, forever, its secrets keep.

All these things, Lord, I do believe
my spirit will, in time, receive.

It is Your Will I must accept
As I do the Kingdom You have kept.

AMEN
Catherine
272 · Feb 2022
paper soul
SøułSurvivør Feb 2022
poetry. folded into my back
pocket marooned pages are
left frayed and friable like
leaves on the bottom
of a teacup

poetry. stancion of
formed glass emptied of
its torch by breakage
each shard a grain
of obsidian
sand

poetry. lamp of a great
beast structure struggling to
find its way through the labyrinth
Minotaur myths blackness
camera obscura to a feast of souls
who's meat is dusty tomes
skeletons in tombs
choking on their crusts of
parchment owls


i am poetry. all of these
am i. a paper soul clipped
from an origami bird's wing
frayed like a homemade
leaf but never

empty


SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage
269 · Mar 2014
Thanks
SøułSurvivør Mar 2014
Poets are out there praying.
I can feel it.
Thanks.


10W

Cathy
I don't know if this is a poem.
But I've been sick, and feel better.
It is a feeling I'm expressing,
So I guess it's poetry after all!
269 · Apr 2015
forever
SøułSurvivør Apr 2015
---

if
there
is
no
end
my
heart
will
never
mend

if
forever
hold­s
this
pain
i
will
never
love
again

if
despair
were
a
well
i
res­ide
within


in
hell




3 X 10W
soulsurvivor

---
Once again
you have broken my heart

I can't do this again
Please stay away
268 · Dec 2019
Unloved & Unlovable
SøułSurvivør Dec 2019
I've had a life of sorrow,
I've lived a life of pain.
Wednesday's child. Full of woe,
I've lived a life of shame.

I won't elicit sympathy,
I won't be bright & witty
I'll simply be true to self
I surely don't want pity.

Whenever IT happened
Really matters not
But I had tragedy when young
Was by a devil caught.

IT set about a cycle
Which, like a gerbil wheel,
Made me shunned,
Made me run,
To a trap of tungsten steel.

I was trapped by drugs & vice
Alcohol & more
Accepted *** instead of love
Practically a *****.

I felt unloved. Unlovable.
Ever since a child.
So I died on the inside
Became rebellious... WILD!

I was a cheat. I was a thief.
I ripped off stores for *****.
So I was in the trap of guilt,
Could not help but lose!

I should have died SO many times!
Dragged by a speeding car
By a drug crazed jon of mine
You think THAT left a scar??

But God had SUCH mercy!
He gave me such GRACE!
Heart of stone, and yet...
HIS OWN!
No, I was NOT a WASTE!

I have no doubt I'll always have
Doubts the devil brings
But now I'm LOVED and LOVABLE!

BY THE KING OF KINGS!!!



Catherine Jarvis
12/29/2019
My past is dead. I'm dead along with it. But I've been reborn into Christ's Kingdom. Here I've found the thing I've missed the most... LOVE.
268 · Dec 2019
Roll On By
SøułSurvivør Dec 2019
[Lyrics by Catherine Jarvis]

Windows light up
Rattling sashes
Rain don't stop
It tears & lashes
Thunder sears and
Lightning crashes
Houses up in
Smoke & ashes...

~~~~~~

[Chorus]

Roll on by, storm,
Roll on by!
You won't make me
Weep & sigh!
You will pass me
By & by
I'll wake up
To God's blue sky...

No power of hell
Nor will of Man
No twist or turn
Or slight of hand
No storm or rain
Or lightning slam.
I'll overcome.
I'll understand.

~~~~~~~

The rain won't stop
Won't let me be
But it can't melt
The heart in me!
If you knew
You would agree
I'm an eagle
Don't you see!
I'll rise above
I will not flee
I have got the victory!

[Chorus]

I will watch
& I will wait
Soon the tempest
Will abate
Whether it be
Soon or late
I'll stand in LOVE!
I will not hate!
I will enter
Heaven's gate
To be with Jesus
Is my fate...

I will live with
GOD SO GREAT!


SøułSurvivør aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
Catherine Jarvis
(C) 12/14/2019
268 · Sep 2014
Floating
SøułSurvivør Sep 2014
Blissfull
as a            dream
falling
                                down
leaving        my                        body

where am I?

A

           single

                      white

feather

       softly

                      floats

into
             my


hand


SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
(C) September 17, 2014
HEAVEN
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