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Colm Feb 2017
I've drained every wishing well
Dried-up every puddle of water
And drank down every lake, pond, and looming ocean
Not a venue is left to quench my thirst
Or to quell the viscous expression in me
Which burns like the saline fires of the red sea
So I of course... Being of sound mind
Tilt my head back to the sky to catch the rain
For the sky provides the purity of mind
To wash the taste of salt away
And to remind me what it is like to drink
Anew from the stream of each new day
For just the taste of water... Again I pray
Maria Etre Feb 2017
I asked time to pause
when our breathes
were jousting
millimeters away

I asked time to pause
when you landed your lips
on mine, warming the cold
chaps of distance

I asked time to pause
when you cupped my face
instilling all sense of
security with 3 words
"i am here"
Long version: indiedoodles.net
Eman Feb 2017
She caught a glimpse of him,
her senses paused
Her heart starting beating so loud,
it muted the world.
Those visions, recollections, dreams, flashes and sudden insights both overwhelm and confuse me.
All we ever do is exchange glances,
like only we can see each other in crowds and masses.
Like the sun, the moon and the stars, you and I are lost in the bizarre. (Inspired by a dream I had)
showyoulove Jan 2017
What was it like that very first Christmas? Cold, dark, ***** and smelly, but through all of that, the shining light, the fire of the Holy Spirit and the one who would reach through our dirtiness and smelliness to cleanse the world was born. There was peace, there was joy, there was love and most of all there was hope. Shepherds came from the fields nearby who, upon seeing the star and hearing the heaven's proclaim the good news of great joy, came swiftly to pay homage to the baby king. Born so low so to connect with us and our humanity and in order that he might one day be raised so as to raise us up to more than we can be. The journey to Bethlehem was long and hard. Did you know, did you have any idea what was going to happen to your baby boy? All that he was to do and all that he had to suffer? All of this happened so quickly. There wasn't any time to process any of it. Thinking about t, I am so overwhelmed and I didn't even go through it. But you, a young simple girl, kept all these things and silently reflected on the in your heart. How often do we hear news of something good or bad and simply react without thinking? Or how many of us take the time after a retreat, after being on the mountaintop with God, take the time to keep all these wonderful powerful moments and reflect on them in order to bring them with us back to the valley of our everyday lives? How many of us take the time to reflect on what we learned and try to apply that to our lives and help us to mature and grow as your son did at the home in Nazareth in stature and favor with both God and man? Mary, mother of God, help us to imitate your example and pause for a few moments to take in all that is around us and reflect on these things in our hearts and in our lives. Be with us, pray for us, and hold us in your arms and close to you always. We love you Mary. Thank you for your "Yes" and your incredible faith. May we have the grace and strength and courage to do the same. We ask this and all things through Christ our Lord, AMEN.
Based on Luke 2:19
archwolf-angel Jan 2017
Little gossips and wayward talks
Playful antics and deepest thoughts
Vulnerable stories and caring eyes
It made up a lovely night

Laughing hysterically till the tummy aches
To camouflage all our pains
Gentle smiles who understand
Warmth in firmly held hands

Woeful ones in search of pure happiness
Clashing together to find...
A certain adrenaline
To put all sorrows...

...on pause


*so we can smile again tomorrow
Jellyfish Nov 2016
I need to stop overthinking
and just pause for a moment,
...do something distracting
just become frozen.
League it is.
m i a Oct 2016
we're so engulfed in love, society, work, and other things, that sometimes we forget to stop

and b r e a t h e
.
just breathe. don't suffocate, okay?
Pinkbun17 Oct 2016
The history of mankind
Is a history full of repeated injuries
Without a soul
Some of us stopping living
Quite a time ago

Even if you despise society
Perhaps your own generation as well
Time cannot help but to glorify the past

All of us should know
While waiting for the right moment
The world doesn't pause

Nor should we
Life progresses forward
With or without us
Written 6/16/15
Leaetta May May 2016
I am older an honored citizen
I think I know things, have some ken
If I  explain to youth my wisdom
I fear I deny them their revelry
And who wants to ruin that
And make them grow up.
Thanks to Mike Adam for the new title.
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