Jonathan Noble

Jonathan Noble Aug 2013

Looking through a hole in the cloud I saw your smiling face,
It made me so happy, with every line such beauty to trace;
You looked playfully down from the sky and joyfully danced,
And I wildly jumped like a child in some fantasy entranced.

You said this pretty day was for play with nothing else to say,
So I ran toward your rainbow with pleasure paving the way;
You said I had to leave all sadness behind so I could have fun,
Then you took me by the hand and led me straight into the sun.

Away so far in that big, bright star you led me to a special place,
And who would’ve thought you had a kingdom in outer space?
We sang and skipped, danced and twirled round the fire trees,
And watched in awe the lava honey collected by blazing bees.

I never knew till that day there were such amazing places to go,
When I lifted my eyes into the sky instead of looking so low…
To see your radiant face shining through that hole in the cloud,
To discover there are places where joy and happiness abound.

Thank you dear child.

An amendment to a poem recently written, but only amended so I could share it with others more generally.

Jonathan Noble Aug 2013

Breath Beauty in Bleak Burial

Shattered pieces of life lying ugly on the ground
Dying shards scattered unforgiving in the wind
Dust settles slowly covering without a sound
Snaking sinews crawling round every bend.
Can potter make art from what remains,
Picking the parts piercing his hand,
Specks fashion into beauty once more
Eternal testimonial place together of sand,
Breath beauty in bleak burial to my life restore?

Jonathan Noble Jul 2013

I Would Lift You Up

Especially dedicated to a very special young woman ~ strong, beautiful, intelligent and talented ~ who holds a very special place in my heart... Praying she finds it an encouraging blessing written in love and bathed in prayer

I would lift you up from the pits of hell,
Wake you up from your imprisoning spell;
I would fly you high into the heavens above
For no other reason than my own pure love.

I would chase away the shades of despair,
Gladly free your soul from the Liar’s snare;
I would give you peace with open hands,
And guard you safely from enemy bands.

I would open your eyes to see your worth,
From the womb of God, new life to birth;
Then to heavenly port would sail you away,
To finally live in the joy of unending day.

Yes, if I could, I would; would lift you up…

Jonathan Noble Jul 2013

The Warrior's Nightmare

Dedicated to all of the women and men who have been driven into such unnecessary, senseless, ****** conflicts:

Please, Lord, take this sword of mine,
And turn it into a ploughshare fine.
Let me cut through the earth for food,
Instead of soaking soil with blood.

Is there peace now; oh, can I rest?
Come back home; I’ve done my best.
Is there hope beneath silent stars?
Or just more nights in crowded bars?

They don’t know the pain I hide,
Nightmare killings trapped inside!
And here I kneel, Lord, to confess,
But cannot escape what I possess!

I fought the war and put ‘em down;
Blown through every enemy town.
And still they scream inside my head;
These haunting souls around my bed.

They don’t know the pain I hide,
Nightmare killings trapped inside!
And here I kneel, Lord, to confess,
But cannot escape what I possess!

No, I cannot escape what I possess…

To those who live such nightmares, and I am privileged to personally know some of you, may God finally grant you some peace and rest … and may the same God finally grant wisdom and discernment to the leaders of this country, steering them away from waging war, toward pursuing peace.

Previously published on my blog, noblethemes, at http://elahselene.wordpress.com/2013/06/20/dance-in-the-nebulous-trance/

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