When pen doesn't reach paper.
I have nothing to say.
Peace has captivated me, and in it I will dwell.
It is like a gentle flowing river, soothing my soul.
Peace, Peace, Peace like a river.

In a world full of  chaos, strive and pain
The best thing to do.
Is stay in your lane.

Simplicity
A simple smile to light up the face of a stranger.
A simple word that sparks off laughter.
A simple gesture to put someone at ease.
A simple move that brings joy to another.
A simple action with no driving force behind it.
A simple request that doesn't bring anger.
If simplicity could grab us, let us just remain simple.
Then the world will no longer be so complicated.
So let us just strive to be simple.
As simplicity brings us to our knees.

Let's praise Him in the morning.
Let's praise Him in the night.
Let's praise Him when we low.
Let's praise Him when we high.
Let's praise Him in the good times.
Let's praise Him in the bad.
Let's praise Him because He has made us.
And this is our all.
Let's praise Him.

A new day dawn's.
My heart is ablaze.
I've made it.
I've made it.
I'm still here.

It is better to be loved.
Than never have being.loved  at all
A leap of faith.
Could turn the tables around.

Man said it's the devil to blame.
The devil said is it me again.
Scripture says man willfully sins.
But the truth of the matter.
Is man needs someone to blame.

I'm just that pawn, you never noticed.

The Grave.
Each and every one of us was put on this earth to fulfill a purpose.
No matter what color or  creed  we were uniquely and beautifully designed by the potter.
But the grave becomes the  victor as many life's  come to an end,too many stories never told ,wasted talents , visions lost and swallowed up by the grave.

Life is not just a number.
But a journey we all have to take.
No man knows the day, time or hour, when we will be called to rest.
So let's live peaceable with all men, cherishing every day.
Leaving a legacy of peace, love and joy.
So the world could be a better place.

Arise.
Arise I say Arise.
The night is well spent,as a new day breaks forth.
I take my first breath,I open my eyes,lift my hand and stretch my feet.
In awe I lay as I watch the sun stealthily creeping up from the East.
Shining forth as a ball of fire, as it emits off rays afar.
The heavens so vast arrayed with clouds of grey, white and blue.
It's funny how they seem to change in shape as they move across the sky.
Sometimes I could swear it was the  shape of a lion,a bird or a man I saw, as the images soon fade away.
I take my first steps, open the door as a gentle breeze upon my cheeks I feel.
I look upon the tree's, and all that I see, and stand in awe of the works, of our Great King.
I close my eyes as I say a prayer.
Thank you Dear Lord, that I could arise too see another day.
I open my eyes, a smile upon my face, as my heart grips the awesomeness of our Great King.

I Give.
I Give.
I Give.
Then I'm bruised, battered and backlashed.
And I have no more to give.

Let's not carry our burdens on our shoulders.
Or is it our sleeve,as if to say.
But let us hand them over to Jesus.
And see what He can do.

It's you.
It's you.
It's you.
The constant words that echo out when the fire is raging.
But come let's just take a deeper look.
Was it really him.
Was it really her.
Or was it me.
Defining one's self is very hard to do.
So the word you, will remain our battle cry.
Until you have lost it all.
OOPS.
Too late.

Let not our hearts be troubled, as we wait upon the Lord.
Help us not to stumble,in case we fail to rise.
Help us not to exalt ourselves, lest we be taken down.
Help us not to remove  our eyes from you,
Lest You turn your face the other way.
Help us not to close our ears, lest from you we do not hear.
Help us to know our sins, that righteousness we do not esteem as our own.
Help us always to see the needs of others, so we may give a lending hand.
Help us not to faulter
but to seek you while you may be found.
Turn not Your back from us because it is your pity we require.
Do not harden Your heart against us because sheoul is not a place we  seek.
But make us now a written  letter and place us in Your heart.
Seal us with Your signet ring and in there will I abide.

The beauty of music is a lulling sound.
Bring joy to a broken and downcast soul.
Drifting and Drifting as you are drawn in.
Drifting to a place, that brings peace for a while.

Doubt is like a trailblazer, when set into flight.
A seed once planted, has now become your plight.

Love is the essence of our very being.
Not the outer form.
But the inner call.
Love is kind.
Love is patient.
Love is slow to anger.
And love does not boast.
It flows like a river, bringing healing to the lost and the lonely.

Touch me.
Hold me
Tell me that you love 💕 me.
And I will melt into your arms

The mouth is a source of good and bad.
As whispered words of love, soon becomes an utterance of pain.
Once they were sweet, but now they are bitter.
Like a garment shredded and no longer of use.
Regarded as garbage as love turns to hate.
Whisper's of love,has brought years of pain, as memories flood your mind.
For many who has tread this road.
Love is bitter, sweet and unending.

In too slumber I will drift.
Reaching places, far and wide.
Running free, drifting high.
Speaking words,yet untold.
As I drift further and further into slumber Land.

When silence is evoked.
And the world is at rest.
The only sound one hears.
Is.
Pitter, Patter.
Pitter, Patter.
As your heart says.
I'm.
Still.
Here.

Fill me up.
Fill me up
Pour me out.
Pour me out.
As others drink off me.

To Texas our hearts  cry out.
As in prayer we will you keep.
Your pain is our pain.
Oh Texas.

Oh the beauty of love ❤️.
Captured in a moment.
By just one glance.
His eyes so gentle,as he lulls you away.
Then one touch, oh just one touch.
That sends tingles, down your spine.
His voice like a melody, ringing in your ears.
Soon everything is lost.
As it becomes full blown love 💞.

Love is like a rose when in full bloom.
The aroma that emerges entwines lovers in a mystery.
White is of purity and innocence untold.
The red of their love,as it grows deeper with every passing day.
The pink, peach, violet and amber are of days shared together.
The green symbolizes jealousy, as their love withers and dies.
The thorns then begin to prickle,as purity and innocence is swallowed up.
But roses are red and violets are blue.
And love is still pure as a white rose in full bloom.

We are all just a heartbeat away.
Seeking for joy, love ,peace and happiness.

I seem to be on a rollercoaster.
No sooner have i said peace.
And here comes the upheaval.
How long, how long.
I don't think I'll find an answer.
But hey look at me,
I'm still here.
Jotting my thoughts down on a paper.

Not for a, pound, not for a penny.
But my dancing shoes .
Give me an invite.
And I will dance the night away.
Swaying too the rhythm as a bird in flight.
Give me an invite.
And I will be your dancing queen.

A new day has broken.
Filled with wonders and awes.
Let us rejoice.
Because this is our all.

I say.
You say.  
We all say.
What are we saying.
We have no inkling.
Of what is behind the sheeting.

Through the night I did slumber.
As over me He did watch.
Morning has broken,
A new day ahead.
Come hell o high water, through it I will get.

Imagination like a fire set alight and can not be stopped.
All things ever created comes into motion as by faith we believe it can be done.
I speak as a man. Why then do we contain our god.
Just imagine a speck in space where there is nothing.
In it was an all knowing hearing and seeing god who's imagination was moved as colors shape's and sizes flowed through his mind  from the grass to the flowers to the trees .
The birds of the sky the fish of the sea the beast of the field and you and I.
As it could not be contained it burst open as the universe expanded bringing everything into existence for God pleasure so that he could look upon all his creation as we are all contained in him.
As all things were made by him through him in him and for him and nothing  was made  that was made without him.
A circle within a circle .
And wherever we are in this circle we are in the centre and the apple of god's eye.

This home is not our dwelling place.
We are all just a passing through.
Come snow,rain or sunshine.
It is ours to weather through.
So let us be courageous.
Standing,tall and strong.
As we weather through them all.
Knowing we are not alone.
Stand Tall.
Stand Strong.
Be courageous.
Live in victory.
And never let go.

Darkness rise's,it invades,it forces.
Pushing, Pushing as it tries to dispell the light.
No invitation did he have.
He just became the unsuspecting guest.
Trying to destroy what was not his.
But we have the victory.
Light has the power to dispell darkness.
And this is our victory.
The power and the victory is ours.
As we give a victory shout.
Darkness you have no power.
So we command you to flee.
Now come let you and I, gather together.
As we beckon the light to come.
Light of the world.
Light of the world.
Please
Come
In
And
Stay.

Today is the day that, the lord has made.
And in it we will rejoice.

Many would integrate who is she.
What does she know has she been there.
But roads are many, and each has a different tale to tell.
How would I relate to a mom who has a down syndrome child, or a child who is swiftly taken away, without fulfilling their days.
So wisdom is required in what we
Say .
So many a roads I have trudged already.
Not just the talk , but the walk I've done.
So when I reach out too many.
It is with love and care.
Too build a new future, for the coming generations.

Shadows.
Shadows are the things around ,as darkness mounts itself.
It hides in every corner to pounce upon the weak.
It has no shame or dignity in taking what is not his.
A silent laugh is what we hear, as just another one he claims.
When the light came , he was told to flee, but just look at how he exalts himself, believing he has it all.
But come awaken you who has the light, and let us fight this fight.
Let us array ourselves with armour and meet him on the battle fields, come you who are called, and let us shout , of you no more will we have.
Enough of you, enough have we had, so we tell you darkness flee.
The light has brought us victory and this is.ours to keep.


When troubles come upon us, we know it is just for a little while,as through the tunnel we shall sunder till we see the light.
To God be the glory.

The God of Truth and Power.
What a powerful saying, The God  of Truth and Power,
We see the goodness of God revealed into our daily lives.
Our Father who  from the very beginning of time chose each and every one of us for ,,
His Divine Purpose. To love us.
Ye who breathed the very breath of life  into each and every one of us, who hears the very sound of our heartbeat, and wipes away every tear.
This Majestic God we serve.
Ye who is our Councilor,Our Healer, Our Redeemer, The Rock of Our Salvation and the very foundation on which we were built.
When life seems to have no meaning, and the world is  collapsing around, when the storms are raging, the winds howling, the seas pounding the rocks with such force.
Our bodies bruised and battered from being tossed too and fro , and the purpose of life washed away by currents of turmoil.
When all seems to be lost, a life line is released as this Mighty Get whom we serve becomes the anchor in our storm.This Beautiful, Wonderful and never failing God sends.forth His.Word to comfort us.
The sun will not smite  thee   by day nor the moon by night, I  am your strength and your refuge, your strong  tower and the pillar that holds you up.
I will never leave you nor forsake you I will be with you till the end of time
He then lifts you up as He whispers, My Child , My Child  I am with you.

Touching people.
Mending hearts.
Reaching out.
Giving hope.

Wisdom cries out to Dignity There is a great bewailing upon the mountain tops,as wisdom cries out to Dignity, have you no shame.Can you not feel the pain of women or is it your face the other way you did turn.Oh wretched humanity, how could you commit such a heinous crime.Crawling she has not mastered , her first step never taken and barely could she scream out stop, as you your own way did have. I wonder if she will ever smile, or will this scar be embedded so deep that her beauty shall never be seen.A mother sits at the window, awaiting the return of her little girl,to the shop I did send her, I wander why she  tarries so.As second's turn to  minutes  and an hour now gone by and no word of her has come.Her heart a racing, filled with dread,as these words echo from deep within.**** , slavery death like a  raging sea that can not be stilled.A mother's plea,a whispered pray,as memories of her little girl floods her mind.The morning air is broken,as sirens are heard from afar.A woman bruised and battered from just one blow too many. A bed of roses, has now become a bed of thorns.Pillows soaked with tears as this has become her daily bread.Scorn, shame, pain and reproach has finally taken its toil, as she cries out, death oh death why do you linger so, of this no more can I take.My heart is broken, my spirit weakened , let me sleep a sleep of no return that I may not see tomorrow.So once again there is a great bewailing,as Wisdom cries out to Dignity.Let justice roll down like waters and righteousness like an overflowing stream.

There's a saying that goes.
The star's are not aligned to be
together.
So come let's capture, two lovers, beneath this starry skies.
Fire burning, through every fibre.
As they gaze upon the stars.
A dress, a ring, a celebration, becomes the order of that heat.
Time soon reveals the truth.
That these two, were never meant to be.
But as the stars, thrive on each other.
So do these, two lovers,who once was on heat.
A match made in heaven
Mismatched by far.
But if departed.
These two will not thrive.
So like star's they will wander.
But never depart.

If tomorrow was silenced.
Where would we be.
Floating in space .
And nowhere to go.

I'm your dismissal.
Because you think I'm dumb.
But little do , you know.
I have one up on you.

There is a constant cry, from many.
When  cups, run dry and they are empty.
Fill me.
Fill me.
Is a silent plea, as trials are many.
Fears seemed to overflow,as unto a river.
So there is a constant cry from many.
As the cry goes out
Fill me.
Fill me.
Until I overflow,

Keep me under the Shadow of your Wings
Summer comes and Summer the goes.
Winter comes and Winter goes.
But the enduring Word of our God shall never pass away.
Summer comes the flowers begin to bloom.
Birds return from their legthy flight, children laughing and playing in the street.
The awesome sight of a daffodil in bloom.
Peach tree's arrayed with blossoms of pink.
As the yesterday and forever tree, set's off a fragrance that fills the air.
Stealthily creeps the sun up from the east.
A magnificent sight is this to see, as she moves further and further into the deep blue sky.
As I look upon these wondrous works,my heart begins to jump in leaps and bounds.
As my soul magnifies our dear King.

We are all deemed to go through pain.
The loss of a loved one.
Trial, tribulations and pain, which becomes unbearable to take.
A little here, a little there.
But this is our cross to bear.
But take heart, these things will pass away.
Stand firm, Stand strong. Stand Steadfast,hold on to the word of truth.
That says.
Joy Comes In The Morning 🌅.