Everything's so still.

Looked at through a cobweb
on a fresh September dawn
bedecked with shining dewdrops
on the rose bush on the lawn,
while below me in the valley
a swathe of thick white mist
snakes along the river
waiting to be kissed
by the first long rays
of the sun's embrace
peeping o'er the hill.

Everything's so still.

the voices said
there's nothing like
waking up deep into the night
and not hearing any voices

and I believed them

eyes survey a distant horizon
and eyes see
what the heart loves
what the body cannot reach
where the soul is mingled
dissipated and whole

As these words sweats from my invigorated pen
Pleading in unison for me to give them wings
A staunch prayer flows from their soul, to reach their flighted destination
To have their intoxicating life force drip from generation’s lips touched by the song they inspire to bring
These winged words, destined to bring inspiration to a cruel unforgiving world
These inspired words, that needs to forever marry hope in this pitiful existence
  The tears of a lost people stream from their saddened eyes…..
These armed words, that ended wars, brought courage and eternal love to nations lost
These truthful words seeping from my shaken pen
These words, that carries heavily with it my soul scarred
These words......
Forever eternal

We remember now
Our lives as Grace..
And we Know
Heaven and earth as
Expressions of Grace..
With this Experience
The Kingdom has come..
Hereafter we expect
Our daily nourishment
As recognition that all
Debts are dissolved in
The Grace which we are..
Thus..we express now
Our gratitude and joy
For the power and glory
In our lives lived as
Grace...