The Heart

Feelings can not be written,

Yet they cover much more than words.

Moments frightening to enter,

Without knowing what to say.

Yet love and compassion transcend,

What the mind can not share in sound.

Love is the flow from God,

The seal of the unbreakable bond.

They stand together in love,

Facing the pain like fire.

They stand against the darkness of fear,

For hearts shine the light of truth.

There is the love of life,

There are joyous smiles.

Nothing has changed in reality, 

Each day is a gift from God.

When our souls sail dark waters,

Such hearts are beacons of light.

Guiding us through the shoals,

To shore on the darkest of nights.

My heart has witnessed trials,

Across the darkest seas.

Such souls being me through the storms,

To meet the morning’s gentle breeze.

The Boy Who Could Play

Forgotten and forlorn,

Music sitting in silence,

Restored and revived,

Ready to play again.

The call went out,

To find a new heart,

To play the ivory keys,

And receive a new start.

When there is love in a family,

There is music in hearts,

Their son heard the song,

And his soul did fly.

So they searched for a piano,

Which to their hearts was dear,

Answering the parents prayers,

So their son’s music they would hear.

The boy studied and learned,

Until the classics could be,

Flowing through his hands,

With great beauty.

That was a few years ago,

And they wrote us to say,

How thankful they are,

And how wonderfully he plays. 

A Woman’s Heart

 I see the power of the waves,

Rearranging the shore,

Ocean tides on the rise,

By the power of the moon,

I have seen the storm surge,

Split the Banks in two,

But that does not compare,

To the power of a woman’s heart.

I have heard the storm winds,

Rumbling the walls,

Trees falling over,

At the hands of the wind,

I have seen the lightening,

Scorching silent behind the clouds,

Yet nothing can compare,

To the power of a woman’s heart.

The winds and the rains,

Wear away at the mountains,

Gently changing the ground,

From rocks into soil,

So the patient plant seeds,

Can slowly rise under the sun,

Yet nothing can compare,

To the patience of a woman’s heart.

Strength and patience,

Are manifestations of love,

Yet for her heart to feel love,

Exposes it to pain,

Yet if any man knows,

The love I have come to know,

To know the heart of a woman,

Is nothing but gain.

Drawn by the Waters

 

Ocean spirits,

As varied as light,

Through the sunlit days,

Or the moonlight,

Shining like diamonds,

Glittering on the waves,

Each with a story,

With something to say,

For life is a song,

Which never does end,

With each of our voices,

Shining through choices,

Drawn to the waters,

Which know no limits,

Unending horizons,

Never ending heartbeats,

With no beginning and no end,

Joined in life through love,

For there is no goodbye,

Hearts never part,

And the waves carry music,

Of each of their spirits,

Of each of their lives,

Singing with mine,

In the song of life.