Infinate Journey

Many thanks to my good friend Michael Flores for coming up with title.

Where the earth meets the sky,

Reality joins imagination.

Where the ocean meets the stars,

Is where the heart soars.

My heart is found there,

Beckoning you to follow.

For in such sacred places,

Sorrow is no more.

For the work of the hand,

Can give birth to dreams.

There is nothing impossible,

Though sometimes it seems.

Our sorrows are forsaken,

When faith is awakened.

To a life unequaled,

And to love undreamed.

I cannot see tomorrow,

When yesterday begins.

I cannot know the future,

From where I have been.

For love joins at all,

With barriers undone.

Since nothing can end,

What was never begun.

To Share a Smile

How do you put into words,

That which cannot be spoken?

How do you paint a clear picture,

With sounds that flow from the mind?

Thought unto thought,

Feeling unto feeling,

Two souls with experience,

Know all through the eyes.

Strangers become friends,

Through the strength of a smile,

I smile becomes a river,

Flowing out among souls,

One conveys to ten,

And ten reach out to hundreds,

Restoring joy to the hopeless,

Replacing hopelessness with peace.

Energy is never destroyed,

Energy is never created,

Yet the energy of love,

Knows no such rules,

For this is why the stars,

And the Earth was created,

Because it was that important,

To choose to show love.

The Dream

A face appearing,

A gentle touch,

Not to the fingers,

And upon the heart,

Here within the timeless,

A second is forever,

Here with your heart,

Beating within mine,

A reflection of Heaven,

Resting beyond change,

Where time is absurdity,

And love binds all to one,

For in the waking world,

Of fears and illusions,

Chasing ghosts of promise,

Our tears will come forth,

Yet a tear becomes a lens,

Bending the light of darkness,

Breaking the light of illusion,

Bringing truth unto the heart,

For God made these lenses,

Water to join with others,

A binding between our hearts,

Fused by fire of His love,

The dream then becomes real,

As the world becomes illusion,

With our souls held safe eternal,

By His hand above.

The Scent of a Woman

The scent of a woman,

Never leaves a man's heart,

The perfume of her spirit,

Filling his soul,

As her breath of life,

Flows from him as love,

As her laughter forms,

The light of his eyes,

Which the blind can see,

Of all he is to be,

For the love of God,

Gives him wisdom and strength,

While the love of her,

Gives him purpose.

Forever.

The Bible and The Banjo - for the people affected by the fire in Gatlinburg, Tennessee

I wrote this inspired by a situation that was experienced when my neighbors home in the mountains went up in flames. May people far and near come together in love, prayer, and action in helping the people affected by this tragic situation in the area of Gatlinburg.


I saw the flames from through the trees,
It was my neighbor's home,
Within the dark and near his loss,
His face looked so alone.

Bright orange fire light in his eyes,
In silence he just cried,
Surrounded by friends and fire crew,
Underneath the ashen sky.

His family safe and in and his arms,
Only two things more survived,
With banjo and Bible from the flames,
He kept his faith held high.

We came together in days to come,
Us neighbors far end is near,
To help a friend who was in need,
His family we held dear.

We each had skills to put to use,
To build that home again,
From our hearts we brought our skills,
Back home to help a friend.

For love from God flows through the heart,
As dark times sure will show,
We gathered in joy by the new front door,
With his Bible and banjo.

With over 700 homes and buildings destroyed, and a rising death toll, these folks need help.  Click below if you want to help them.

http://dollywoodfoundation.org

From the Ashes - For The people of Gatlinburg, Tennessee

Dolly Parton is giving $1000 a month to help people who have lost their homes in this tragedy affecting the place she has known as home. What will you do?  http://dollywoodfoundation.org

Where is God to allow such things?
The fear through the night,
Tempered by the pain of loss,
Hope replaced by hopelessness,
And then there is the Cross.

Do miracles light up the sky?
If God is all powerful,
Then miracles are merely acts,
But Christ's love with in our hearts,
Turns the impossible into facts.

What can rise from these ashes?
Bones of loved ones mixed with wood,
Permeate these blessed grounds,
Their love forever in our hearts,
New direction can be found.

Can darkness really show the light?
This truth Jesus taught to me,
On this dark stage together,
Actions from our hearts will weather,
Showing God's love as it should be.

The Tapestry - For Irene Sutera

Many lives,

Have walked the earth,

In the past and the future,

Crossing souls in the wind,

Lifting their voice to the sky,

Each with a story.

We live and we thrive,

On our own paths of duty,

Driving passion into the stone,

Carving out our markings,

Leaving a legacy to be known,

Not aware of the stories around us.

If all of the stories,

Can be shown in truth and glory,

The tapestry would stretch,

Beyond limits and imagination,

Beyond length and width,

And not contain all.

Each face and what was seen,

All the faces yet to come,

All the pains and all the joys,

All of the love in each embrace,

Let the wonder of it all,

Be seen within our eyes.

For the energy of lives,

Never fade from the light of day,

For all matter is made of energy,

Everything seen and heard is energy,

So each life makes reality,

More beautiful than before.

It is time which makes the bond,

Where a face never leaves our hearts,

And a heartbeat never ceases,

When we invest our lives in another,

And the gift to us becomes eternal,

In what we carry forth.