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one night
the moon shone down on my balcony
in full glory of liquid light.
I was busy.
I thought,
I will see it tomorrow
or the next night.
but the next night it rained
and the night after also,
and when the full moon again rolled around
to the house
I had moved from that place forever.
who would have thought
that I would never again be able
to stand on my balcony
and see the moon?
I feel victorious!
I am free!
My God is glorious!
I'll shout His name!
Singing songs of praise,
All because of His glorious name!

Thank you Jesus for everything,
I'll keep on singing.
(c) Caryl Vim Cerna // Daily Entry // 92715 // Shabach
Unconditional

I have my heart on my sleeve.
But you've got it on a leash.

The rhythms playing in my untamed soul.
You strum them out,
So beautiful,
The echoes.

I live to see the light each day.
Unknown to me though,
You are my light.
You illuminate my way.

Unconditional.
Now I know.
The love I have for you is real

Unconditional.*
That love, **that love which I feel.
G.
It isn't perfect. it isn't appealing, but it's from a place i rarely stray unto.
The mist meanders through the copse
Beside the bridge over the brook,
Where both daffodils and snowdrops
Emerge everywhere one looks.
Watched over by weeping willows
Amongst other old ancient trees
A babbling brook gently goes
Winding through woods and valleys.
Further and further, on it flows
Below bridges both old and new,
Meanders through fields and meadows
Blanketed by the morning dew.

All through an awakening park
Warmed now by a weak winter sun
Night creatures leave only their mark,
Bedding down now day has begun.
Silence surrenders to bird song
A sure sign that day is dawning
Lo and behold before too long
Casts of creatures greet the morning.
Dawn gives way to a brand new day
Leaving a slight sense of sorrow
As magic moments slip away;
A different dawn tomorrow.
Inspired by St. Annes Park, Raheny, Dublin, a fantastic amenity.
 Oct 2015 Stephen Purcell
Ito
Enemy
 Oct 2015 Stephen Purcell
Ito
God I promise I tried my best,
I long to be like you but I'm stressed,
I knew since I was conscious that I was blessed,
I'm a sinner that never takes rest,
you're always there who would have guessed?

Living in a land with temptation at every turn,
I know I have a lot to learn...
but you are too stern.
I live in fear and with concern,
instead of another flood can we just burn?

I have made you an enemy,
I have been my own enemy...
Upon death can I be in your presence for one second?
I would hope you can pretend to beckon.
My heart and soul belong to you only; you're my *family.
3rd Stanza inspired by "Enemy" from Flyleaf lyrics:
"I have made you an enemy"
"I have been my own enemy"
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