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Jan 2017 The Faithful Dreamer

SøułSurvivør

time
passes
slowly
  in the
          rivers
                 of space
                      the Lord
                   sets His
            finger
to move
and to
     trace
the path
where
we're
going
         the path
where
we've
          been
he sees
                  us groaning
                              from when
                         life begins
but when
              we have passed
             it is then
we will see
      the rivers we've
               sailed through
toward our
           destiny
                     and when
           we have seen
all the deadfalls
and snares
we'll know He's
been with us
           through
all of our
cares
             and once
                  we have
                           seen this
                    push come to
shove
we'll know
His great
mercy
and
sing
for
His

LOVE

SoulSurvivor
(C) 12/30/2016

I'm arranging for New Year's Eve.
I'm having a small party
to celebrate the new year.
I can't say that I've made any
New Year's resolutions,
but I know i want to
spend more quality time
with the Lord.
He has helped me through the
holidays, which are always
very rough for me.
I also want to be more active
on this site, and Facebook.
Spend more time with you.
Even when I was not on site
I thought of, and prayed for
you often.
As we go through the
rivers of space
we encounter some people
who've set the course of
change in our lives.
I could definitely say that
many of you have done so for me.

Thank you!
May God bless you all!

#life #heart #god #space #strength #rivers #soul #jesus #grateful #hellopoetry107

Jan 2017 The Faithful Dreamer

I must away

Jan 2017 The Faithful Dreamer

SøułSurvivør

I must away

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!

Jan 2017 The Faithful Dreamer

Wild

Jan 2017 The Faithful Dreamer

SøułSurvivør

Wild

The city spreads
The wild displaced
Some species gone
Without a trace
We move along
At such a pace
We lose our world
This human race

A Trasher sits
Upon a rail
In search of bugs
With flirt of tail
Grey-brown body
Curved blackish beak
He will find
The food he seeks
While he rests
So smooth and sleek
I find the wild
I take a peek
Into a world
Where harshness picks
The hardy ones
In desert sticks
As he peers
With yellow eye
He has his place
Twixt earth and sky

SoulSurvivor
(C) 12/31/2016

My hometown is now a large city.
Many displaced wild animals now
Find a home within the city limits.
Javelina (wild "pigs" which are actually
more closely related to rodents) are now
Commonplace. Coyote run the city in packs. Residents complain. Well. What do
They expect?

I had a wonderful encounter with
A wild creature this morning. This plain
Brown Thrasher sat on the rail of our stairs
For quite a while, looking at me quizzically.
What went through his mind, I wonder?

Dec 2016 The Faithful Dreamer

To those who've heard the howl...

Dec 2016 The Faithful Dreamer

SøułSurvivør

To those who've heard the howl...

of wolves through their own pores,
Those who've heard the whispering
of hell behind closed doors.
Those who've tried their mettle
with a blacksmith's blows,
Those who've climbed a thorny trellis
just to find a single rose...

You may have to climb a mountain
10,000 feet tall
And even then the haters hate
and make you feel small
You may have to dig six feet
to find comfort at all...

But there's a solid surface
beneath the muck & mire,
There's a conflagration...
Yes! There is a fire!
Though all seems hopeless
Though it all seems dire
If you ache, it's yours to take
should you so desire...

Though it all seems worthless
a crust of filthy dross
He'll take your hand
You'll understand

The way of the Cross

SoulSurvivor
(C) 12/29/2016

The life of a Believer in the Lord Jesus Christ is never easy. It is often despised. But joy comes through the mourning...

Got to sleep now. See you tomorrow <3

Dec 2016 The Faithful Dreamer

Neglect

Dec 2016 The Faithful Dreamer

SøułSurvivør

Neglect

The old house stood against the sea
Neglected and alone
Peeled paint and blasted tree
Bleached as unearthed bones

Windows cracked and broken
There upon the heath
Doors mouths with words unspoken
A fence of rotten teeth

The gardens are untended
The ivy overgrown
Supporting beams so bended
The house should crumble down

Walk into ancient fairylands
Where the furnishings are dust
The curtains torn to greying strands
The chandelier is rust

Alone a peeling mirror
Along the wall I see
I look into it's empty depths
And behold the poet... ME.

SoulSurvivor
(C) 12/28/2016

I've been gone a long time again. I haven't been on any social media, including Facebook. Christmas has been very hectic. I made all my presents as I could not afford to buy any. I could give you a million excuses as to why I have not been here. The truth is that I could not tell you what has been happening with me. I have been in a deep depression. This Soul was not Surviving well. The holidays are always really hard for me, even though I have family. I don't know if it's the winter coming on in my Scandinavian blood, or the fact that my mother was always very depressed this time of year also. But lately I have been thinking of you all a lot. So here I am, hat in hand, asking your forgiveness once again for my absence. Belatedly I offer you:

Happy thanksgiving!

Merry Christmas!

And all the best for the new year... I will be around for that. Please forgive me!

#poetry #life #neglect #hellopoetry107

Dec 2016 The Faithful Dreamer

Swirling Rays

Dec 2016 The Faithful Dreamer

Sylvia Frances Chan

Swirling Rays

GOOD MORNING

terrified by His greatest light
waking up is the only option
to cheat in this underrated notion
( sleeping is an underrated action, i reckon )
but have to let go this Divine´s delight
i will soon meet Him in my daily devoir....

© Sylvia Frances Chan

A Cold Thursday on the 3rd November 2016 - 9 degr. C.
Copyright Protected

#his #light #delight #- #daily- #divine- #terrified-daily #devoir-divines

Dec 2016 The Faithful Dreamer

THE BOOK

Dec 2016 The Faithful Dreamer

WendyStarry Eyes

THE BOOK

The Bible is The Book
God wrote to me
Full of knowledge
Intertwined with my
Life's destiny
Learning experiences to
Guide me through my life
Battling each challenge
Awarement that there will be
Much designed strife
I know it sounds preposterous
To think this masterpiece
Was written for me
Realization that prayer
Preceding my Bible reading
Opens the Holy Spirit's
Path for my eyes to see
As I strive to continue on
Perfect sense arises
I feel strength deep within
My faith is growing strong
The Holy Spirit is guiding me to see
God has purpose for this Book,
HIS WORD
To open my eyes
To realization of His mission for me
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**IN THE BEGINNING WAS THE WORD, AND THE WORD WAS WITH GOD, AND THE WORD WAS GOD. JOHN 1:1

Dec 2016 The Faithful Dreamer

I Died To Love You

Dec 2016 The Faithful Dreamer

James M Vines

I Died To Love You

Born to simplicity and raised in a foreign land, he lived a restless life until at last he could be himself. He walked the land bringing a message of hope, then he was wrongly accused and crucified for those he didn't know. One day by chance I met him and with a countenance of a gentle soul, Jesus showed me that he died to love me.