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I am trying to love myself
oh god, I am trying
but the stars are too far
for me to find comfort in
and the ocean
the ocean that is my blanket
lies miles from this bed
this bed where I cried until slumber
took me into nightmares
where the ice cracked underfoot
and I plunged into a lake
of self-loathing
I drowned in that cold world
And awoke with frostbite on my heart

How sad it is
to see the sun
but not feel it
I am trying to find warmth
in myself
but find only ice
and a terrible, tragic
cold.
 Jan 2016 Firefly
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Wisteria
 Jan 2016 Firefly
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Oh, come on you black-eyed
***** Night. Spite me
with sleep. Strike me, like
a cottonmouth. Sing me
your dark song, like a footfall 
in my hallway, like a night watch-
man dropping his lantern,
a last turn of the fan, a whisper
of a mystery, a kiss with wisteria
and moonshine on your breath.
 Jan 2016 Firefly
SøułSurvivør
white light, never grey,
you've come to rest
upon my hand
do not fly away!
i am held in awe of you
i'm held in your sway
this is what i wish
this is what i pray
i will not be selfish
i'll be kind today
you'll find a home
within my heart
then maybe
you'll stay...

i'll be truly faithful
i'll be truly meek
i'll be truly patient
i will uphold the weak
i'll lead by example
those who truly seek...

i've been meditating
upon the skies above
what i've searched for
all my life
is your perfect love

true wealth's in the humble
retribution to forgive
the walk will make you stumble
in death we truly live

so i will be long-suffering
and i will release
the joy that is inside me

i will be at PEACE.


SoulSurvivor
(C) 1/16/2016
the dove represents the Holy Spirit.
operating in the Spirit is
absolutely vital for a follower
of Jesus Christ.

humble, faithful prayer
draws the Spirit
but doves are flighty

they WILL STAY.
but only if the Believer is
MINDFUL OF THEM.

the attitude to have:

LOVE
JOY
PEACE
MEEKNESS
GENTLENESS
PATIENCE
FAITH
HUMILITY
LONG-SUFFERING

these are attitudes impossible to
maintain without the Holy Spirit.

the above poem is my prayer
for the day.

~~~<♡>~~~
 Jan 2016 Firefly
Emily Dickinson
91

So bashful when I spied her!
So pretty—so ashamed!
So hidden in her leaflets
Lest anybody find—

So breathless till I passed here—
So helpless when I turned
And bore her struggling, blushing,
Her simple haunts beyond!

For whom I robbed the ******—
For whom I betrayed the Dell—
Many, will doubtless ask me,
But I shall never tell!
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