Why oh why should we get the flu.
Can that bug, just not stay away.
That scratchy throat,a body on fire.
As you retreat deeper and deeper under the covers.
Leave me alone, leave me alone is your cries to others.
As you scream, too the bug.
Just leave me alone.

Echoes of sorrow, of days gone by.

In hollow halls of memory, I wander alone,
Shadows dance upon the walls, my heart a stone.
The wind whispers secrets, of love and loss and pain,
Echoes of sorrow, that refuse to wane.

The stars above, a distant hum,
A melancholy tune, that's never done.
In this desolate landscape, I search for peace,
A fleeting calm, a moment's release.

Tears fall like rain, upon the ground,
As I mourn the loss, of love unbound.
In this darkness, I find my way,
Through the shadows, to a brand new day.

The sun's fierce beauty,pure and bright 🌻.
A masterpiece canvased, for all too see.
Illuminating the sky, with warm delight.
As it displays it's colours, with vibrant delight.
Hope renewed in it's, morning 🌄 light.
A fresh beginning, a wonderful sight.
The awesome beginning, of a brand new day.

Freedom is found, in the stillness of the morning.
When the world is at rest.
Freedom is that gentle breeze.
That brushes upon your cheeks.
Freedom is the gentle rain.
That brings one peace of mind.
Freedom is when love is spread.
To join the world 🌍 as one.

Life is but just a number.
A day given, to each and every man.
A day to be born.
A day to die.
But each day is just a number.
So as each man knows not the numbers of his days.
Let's live each day, with love and care.

Day and night.
Night and day
Seasons come and Seasons go.
And momentarily we are being ****** up, into a deep abyss.
As the world is reeling out of control.
Gasping for breath, grappling for a lifeline.
Clinging on to the hope.
That amidst all this chaos.
Tomorrow will be a brighter day.
As the sun 🌻 shines forth in it's full glory.
Bringing forth hope, to a lost and a dying world 🌍.

Where the earth passes between the sun.
The moon casting a reddish orange glow.
On the 7th and 8th there will be a total eclipse of the moon.
The allighning was in April.
This advent can only be seen in,
Australia, Africa, Asia and Europe.
For approximately 1hr22 minutes.

Or starry night shine bright for us.
Let the heavens, ordain it on the 7th and 8th.
So we may see the wonders, of the alignment above.
As the blood moon displays it's beauty and glory as it shine's forth from above.

If He calls will I follow.
If He touches will I yield.
If He heals will I say thank you.
If I fall.
Will I let Him lift me up.

A commandment is an order.
And one has to follow.
Because with out order.
Chaos will follow.

Once I was forlorn.
Lost and alone.
Then I found Jesus.
And He changed my life 🧬.

He said.
I am your provider.
I am your healer
I am your strong tower.
Believe upon my name.
Ask in my name.
Trust in my name.
And I will deliver you.
Because
I Am
The Way Maker.

Touching Jesus is all that matters.
And our lives will never be the same again.
Just one touch.
Only one touch.
As He leads us on our way.

Silence is not a weakness.
But crafted with great strength.
Of a time of when to be silent.
Or of time to be still.

She weaves, a web of silken charm.
A dance  of shadows, a deadly alarm.
Her eyes gleam bright, like star's in the night 🌃.
As she ensnares her victims, with her gentle might.
Her victims fall, with a trusting heart.
Unaware of the danger, that lays ahead.
Her web she tightens,as the poison grows potent.
Another victim, the victory is hers.
As into her darkness.
Just another one threads.

Sound the trumpet.
Let all gather near.
To hear of the wonders, and miracles He performed.
Filled with wisdom and knowledge.
He astounded them all.
His pain, shame and suffering should not be in vain.
So sound the trumpet 🎺.
And let us declare.
History is truth.
And can not be denied.

Troubled soul,oh troubled soul why don't you rest.
Come hand it to me.
Put me to the test.
My word will not return void.
And this is what I said.
Cast it on me.
And lighter it will get.

A ship needs a lighthouse, to guide it's way.
We need the Light 🕯️.
So we don't lose our way.

I'm drifting, I'm drifting, on a slow boat ⛵.
Seeking for a homeland, in water wonderland.
As this vast deep ocean, cushions and cuddles me away.
Drifting and drifting on its cast blue domain.

How amazing, is the beauty of a rainbow 🌈.

If I am empty.
How can I fill.
So mend me.
Make me.
So I can fill again.

Let your gentleness, be known to all men.
Tread with care, as you journey along.
Embracing the world 🌍, with every passing day.

In the brightness of the morning.
There is an elluminious light.
Shining for me and shining for you.

Where would we be if, we we do not retain our standards.
Bowing down to please others.
Breaking boundaries, for another buck or two.
Selling our selves short, to please another.
Losing our self identity.
Robbing our selves, of who we truly are.
As we swept into a current.
That will not let us go.

I know with out a shadow of a doubt.
That joy comes in the morning 🌄.
So I stand firm.
Knowing that He holds my hand.
And He is more than able.
To destroy those giants.
That holds us bound.

Life seems to be a winding road.
Ups ,downs ,curves and twisting roads.
Driving you further and further, into a land of no return.

There is a deep yearning, from many a souls.
To be captivated by love 💕, if but for only just one day.
Swept by the tides, of a fairytale, as it comes to life.
If only for one moment or only one day.
A stroll on the beach.
Hands entwined.
Kissed by the sun , as you gaze upon him
Moments of pleasure caught in a day.
To bring a fairytale to life, for just one day.
A yearning  a longing, if but just fo one day.

When paging through lifes journey.
What do we see.
Ticks or crosses.
Let's begin the count, one two, three.
For every cross we see.
It was just another blank.
Of goals we did not reach.
Or missions we did not fulfill.
So today a day as such as this.
Let's counteract, the blanks.
Filling every page, with visions, dreams and heartfelt cries.
As they come, to life on the pages.

If you break my heart.
Will you mend it.
Will you wipe away the many tears.
That I shed for only you.
Will you replace the light that shone forth.
As my eyes lingered only on you.
Will you fix this broken vessel.
That was perfect when you met it.
Or will you walk away.
And say, let's just call it a day

Humility is not found, in bowing down.
Or refusing to face, the truth.
But it's found in self sacrifice.
As you see the plight, of others.

I walk,I walk, I walk.
I talk, I talk, I talk.
I sing because, I'm happy.
I dance because, I'm free.

Our life's lay in the balance.
Not knowing the day or hour.
So let's live a life, of joy and bliss.
No matter how hard the battles.

Time passes by.
Day and Night.
Day and Night.
Seasons come and Seasons go.
Was your dreams put into flight.
Or do they just lay dormant.
So a day, as such as this.
Rise to the occasion.
And put your dreams into flight 🛫.

Victory is not balanced on power.
Nor wealth,worldly treasures or the best paid job.
But our victory is found in Him.
Through perseverance, pain and suffering.
And most of all endurance.
Having stood the test of time.
The battles won.
Overcoming them all.
We wear the Victors  Crown.

There is a distant land.
A promise to all.
Where the joy bells are ringing
When we all come to rest.

Hush me to sleep my tender man.
As whisperes of love, trickle through my ears.
Hum me a lullaby, as gentle as the morning dew.
Cradled in your arms, is where I want to be.
Your tender touch, your warm embrace.
Is like lather 🧼 to my skin.
Oh my dear tender man.
In wonderland I am.
Caressed by your tenderness.
Is like music to my soul

Traps, Traps,Traps.
The  offer for fame, gain and glory.
Is a daily broadcast.
Multiply your money.
A quivering desire, to get rich quick.
Man of your dreams,
To some a cruel reality, as death they have found.
Jobs, Jobs a stark reality.
As you sold into slavery.
The devices we have, has so much to offer.
As a man feasts his eyes,on the next podcast, hoping to find something that tickles his desire.
The light we seek, but the darkness we find.
As just another trap is laid on the internet.
Beware.
Be Vigilant
That into a trap you do not fall.

Our life's are but a fleeting breath.
Washed away by the tides of life 🧬.

Line by line.
Precept by precept.
Here a little, there a little.
Breaking Rules.
Breaking Values.
Breaking Who You Are.
Dignity flushed down the toilet.
As you rise to the occasion.
For fame and glory.
Money your master.
The world your possession.
Sin your doorkeeper.
As you destroy those around you.

Wake up, eat, work and sleep 💤.
Wake up, eat, work and sleep 💤.
A routine.
A rat race.
A never ending cycle.
Life passes by.
Nothing gained, nothing lost.
But precious time wasted.

How beautiful is it to be, captivated in the stillness of the day.
When the voices, and noises around.
Seems to be in a distant land.
And the earth is at rest.
Peace.       Peace.        Peace.
A soothing effect.

Two can not walk together,if they are not in agreement.
Holding on is painful.
As you beat yourself to death.
So let us do some rearranging .
Throwing out the baggage that holds us down.
Rising above the situation.
Dispersing of that.
Which holds us bound.
A new lifeline.
Free to love, free to laugh and free to just be yourself.

Let's take a glimpse, into the flight of an eagle 🦅.
Her strength is found in her wings, and this she has much to boast of.
It takes her to heights unreachable,as she soars higher and higher into the deep blue sky
Dives and turns made with such press ion.
As just another manoeuvre she makes.
Her majestic size is her glory.
And the skies she thinks is hers.
Now let us take another glimpse.
Into a journey made by man.
Easy for some and harder for others.
But a journey that has to be done.
Let fear not grip us.
Let bonds and chains ⛓️ not hold us.
So free we can not be.
Let us rather soar on eagles wings.
And in Him we find our rest.

The broad road, has many pleasures, illuminating the way for those out at play.
The glimmer, the glamour.
The flashing lights and those danced filled day's.
Pleasure galore and great ecstasy.
This road a good one, and hard to let go.
But as time drifts by.
And the body grows old.
The  road  is empty.
And there's no pleasures to fill this void.

Ask and you shall be given.
Seek and you will find.
Treasure's are not found in heaven.
But in a heart, that truly seeks.

Love is a symbol.
When two hearts entwine.
A ring a token.
And not to be replaced.

Freedom is when one is in flight 🛫.
Soaring to heights.
Beyond one's reach.

Let us sit down and reason
Which is more destructive.
Love or Hate.
Love turned to hate, weaves a pathway of destruction.
But on the other hand.
Hate turned around.
Brings restoration.

In the darkness of night.
Ink flows a silent delight.
Quill scratches, whisper's low.
As words pour forth, secrets grow.

Sighs of sorrow, joy and pain.
Etched deep within, every page.
Stories born as emotion's flow.

In the stillness ink's, voice whisper's.
Tales of love, of dreams on fire 🔥.
A midnight sigh,a heartfelt cry.
Ink's darkness, words touch sky.

Time is like shifting sand.
Shifting and shifting.
Till there's no where to shift.