constant awareness of eagle eyes
from within between hello's and goodbyes
criticism flies like bees
when I'm in thought staring down at my knees
my inner media delivers its press
negative thoughts flow in excess
mental thoughts slash my morn' therapy
as I see reflections in cups of coffee
mirror, mirror, what's this I see?
I'm sure the mirror will softly agree
oh no you can't, there's no way
yourself will only lead you astray!
self-doubts corrodes my morning thoughts
to win the day's battles of mental wrought
I always observe my visible shell
no proof here, none will tell
humpty dumpty sits on the wall
he awaits me to take my final step
- to lose my fear and leap -
until
I
can't
feel
at
... all .....

rich*  in  grace
rich  in  love
poor  in  gold
my  love  is  sold
droplets above
falling blessing
running down
such is life
up and down
here comes Christ
as a dove
rich anew
everyday
fresh droplets
in my prayer today
prevents my everyday decay
rich  in  grace
rich  in  love
poor  in  gold
my  love  is  sold
His grace droplets
now unfold
rain grace droplets
I now hold.

Everlasting Life or demise
a narrow path accepted by the wise
come our King, a fright to some
to us, a future brighter than light
my enemies caught as quick as lighting
caught by the Element of surprise.

spirits of good and bad will clash
our Water of Life will come with a splash
watch out for the Element of surprise.

He saves up His wrath of consuming fire
- for the world must know of His strong desire -
to engulf all with passionate fire
which flame will you invite?
Holy  Spirit or burning smite?
be prepared for His element of surprise.

closer than air you now breathed
fill us Spirit with a gust
spare us from everlast' Heath
obey and wait is our must
bend and shape us with Your Wind

we are gracefully broken, now ready
for Your  Element of surprise.

steering soulfully through scented air
attracted to the whiff of a flora's flair
soft and whimsical describes this butterfly
as it dances, oscillates, flutters by

I struggle to fathom its complex sum
of cells, hair, color and flight
it often creates one in my tum!
beautiful... quick... catch one I might -
scattering away, it's too fast for some!
as I grow still and wait in daylight
reflecting in sorrow of what I have done
I learn to focus on what's right
there in the distance a butterfly will come
I learn to focus on God's delight
and then in between a butterfly had come
to comfort my shoulder, it's feet so light
its wings kindly wave goodbye to me

leaving me in awed surprise
as it journeys off while fluttering me

don't chase the butterfly as you'll see
chase them hastily, disappointment I'll see
be still in patience, and it will surprise thee!