What Is Inside

I am a little fig tree,
small and unimportant,
planted in a quiet corner
where no one stops to see.

But with a touch of tender care,
a gentle hand and watchful eye,
I will grow beyond my size,
reach upward toward the sky.

At first, I’m just a fragile sprout,
easily overlooked,
but hidden deep within my roots,
a quiet strength is cooked.

Seasons pass and sun will warm,
and rain will softly fall—
each drop a whispered promise
that I can bear it all.

In time, the fruit I bear
will be sweeter than the rest,
a treasure borne of patience,
the work of love expressed.

If you look beyond the surface,
beyond what you first see,
you’ll find there’s more inside
this little fig tree.

More than size or stature,
more than bark or leaves,
there’s a world of hope and meaning,
far greater than it seems.

So don’t dismiss the quiet ones,
the small who seem unsure—
with care, they bloom and flourish,
their gifts both true and pure.

I am a little fig tree,
but give me time and space—
and watch how I will blossom,
full of beauty, full of grace.

A Blessing in Your Eyes

To look into your eyes
is to taste a quiet fire,
a secret language spoken
with a single smile—
more than words desire.

Within our hearts we hold
a bond both fierce and tender,
a closeness only we know—
intimate, unspoken,
like a whispered surrender.

As time unfolds around us,
I hope and quietly pray
that life wraps you gently,
in passion and in grace.

You’ve become my sweetest secret,
in moments rich and rare—
two souls entwined,
breathing the same air.

We revel in each other’s presence,
in touches soft and slow,
and know that when the night calls,
we’ll answer, letting go.

Earthbound

by Morning Star

I’m alone tonight,
with lights all around—
silent streets,
not a single sound.

I should be afraid,
I should be in bed,
but it’s three in the morning—
I just wish I were dead.

If I could be killed,
if I just could be gone,
then these awful feelings
wouldn't linger on.

The thoughts of shame,
what they once did,
cut me inside—
please, Lord, make me dead.

Please come along—
a car or a bus,
so I can run out
and my bones be crushed.

Then I can leave
this terrible place—
there’s no one here,
no one I can face.

But it’s no use,
for somewhere inside,
God saves me still—
no matter how I’ve tried.

The power of love,
the power of You,
somehow shields me,
and pulls me through.

But still it comes back—
that terrible fear,
of being alone in the dark,
with no one near.

In fright, I’m silenced,
in shame, I’m too—
how can I cry out?
What would it do to you?

It’s better to keep it,
a secret inside,
then no one will know
why I run and hide.

Occasionally, I cut it—
all out with a blade—
the feeling of release
like a swallow, swift and brave.

Get away, fly high,
in the open sky—
have total control,
a feeling you’d die.

But then, with a bang,
you come crashing down—
like someone grabbed you,
to make sure you hurt.

Alone tonight,
I stand in this town—
will tonight be the night
I let myself down?

Blessing  To Me

To look into your eyes
is a blessing to me.
To say everything
with just a smile—
more than words can be.

Within our hearts we hold
a friendship rare and true,
dear to only us,
a bond born anew.

As time moves on,
I hope and pray
that life blesses you
in every way.

You’ve become special,
though time was brief,
a comfort, a joy,
and my sweet relief.

Two friends who share
laughter and tears,
turning to each other
through all of life’s years.

The Vision of a Mother

When I needed a hand,
a place to go,
she was always there
with a soft hello.

Welcoming me warmly,
like Mother Mary’s calm,
a gentle wave of comfort,
a healing balm.

Sent from heaven’s light,
a star in the night,
a shining presence
so tender and bright.

I couldn’t believe it—
why would she care?
I was just a child,
too scared to dare.

Afraid to love,
afraid to be known,
but she stood beside me,
so I wasn’t alone.

A glimmer of hope
slowly grew inside,
replacing the shame
I had tried to hide.

Thank you, dear Mary,
for helping me see,
the love in my heart
is boundless and free.


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My Spirit Lifter

for Jeff


I don’t think you’ll ever truly see
The light you shine inside of me.
How you’ve touched my life so deep,
Shaped the soul I’m proud to keep.

You may not know the gift you give—
The love that helps my heart to live.
Even in my darkest night,
You are my ever-burning light.

Unconditional, pure, and rare,
A love beyond compare.
It fills my body, mind, and soul,
Makes broken pieces whole.

I doubt you feel the depth I hold,
The stories yet untold.
But know this truth I speak today—
You are my strength, my will to stay.

An amazing friend, so true and kind,
Without you, peace I could not find.
In having you, my life is whole—
You complete the missing parts of my soul.
By Morning Star

Missing My Angel
By Morning Star

[Verse 1]
I have a special person,
someone I can lean on.
She makes me feel secure,
like a shelter in the storm.

Her kindness is a treasure,
one that’s hard to find.
When the world feels heavy,
she’s peace within my mind.

[Chorus]
You’re my angel, shining through,
lifting me up when I’m feeling blue.
In your arms, I find my home—
with you, I’m never alone.
Oh, my angel, this is true,
I’m so lucky to have you.

[Verse 2]
When I need to talk,
I know you’re always there.
You hold out your arms,
showing that you care.

Your heart is open wide,
a light that guides my way.
With you beside me,
I can face each day.

[Chorus]
You’re my angel, shining through,
lifting me up when I’m feeling blue.
In your arms, I find my home—
with you, I’m never alone.
Oh, my angel, this is true,
I’m so lucky to have you.

[Bridge]
Friends like you don’t come around,
you’re a rare and precious sound.
I’ll hold on tight, I’ll never let go—
because you’re the best I know.

[Chorus]
You’re my angel, shining through,
lifting me up when I’m feeling blue.
In your arms, I find my home—
with you, I’m never alone.
Oh, my angel, this is true,
I’m so lucky to have you.

[Outro – soft]
So here’s my heart, I give to you—
my angel, my friend, so pure and true.