Alone I walk in violet halls today
Without a breath the air condemns my mouth
How lungs collect the myths of everyone
No matter season, colour, or cause
What if the sky could see us now, I said
Our lies entangled in its gasping blue
The mistaken hue to jangle, restless

-cj

Oh my soul,
so restless today
like the fluttering wings of the dove
before it soars to the sky,
like the rustle of leaves
before the gusty wind,
like the calm of the sea
before the gale comes
like the stillness of the cloudy sky,
before summer storm breaks,
like the hush of winter snow
before spring enters with songs,
like the deepest breath
announcing the end.

Oh my soul
be restless as you please,
patiently I wait
for all that your restless will bring.

The storms of our life
strikes the earth
They blow away anything
Just anything
But not as strong to  anchor solidly
not too strong to stand against the wind
Find shelter in him
Do we not?
Flooded with thoughts and emotions
and we can drown in them
Do find shelter and bow down to His decree,
We are cleaner than before
Storms expose our vulnerabilities and weaknesses,
giving us a chance for redemption
Storms so often attack our pride the greatest
The storm gives us a chance
to humble ourselves before our Creator
There is a way to have peace during and after the storm
That peace lies in submitting to As-Salaam.
Just as storms change the landscape of the earth,
our hardships change the landscape of the heart.

Throwing words
like tossed pebbles
at his window
in the clouds-

no one home
but the rain
and the wind
that blew once-

once for you-
I threw pebbles
at the clouds
just for you.

r ~ 7/10/14