Fractured Souls

 In us and through us, 

 They walk and they wonder, 

 Through trials and through tears,

 Their hearts torn asunder, 

 Hearts crying in the darkness, 

 Voices silenced by the night, 

 Souls looking upward for hope, 

 Through perforations seeing starlight. 

 Some have lost their children, 

 Young lives taken away, 

 Innocent blood crying to God, 

 Parents with nothing to say, 

 Others have lost their health, 

 Time quickly slipping away, 

 In battle against unseen foes,

 Within the clear light of day. 

 These souls walk and breathe with us, 

 Sometimes with close ties, 

 Others unknown amidst the crowds, 

 And we look into their eyes, 

 The impact rolls from life to lives, 

 As pain can only flow, 

 If left unchecked by faithful hearts, 

 Who knows where this can go. 

 We cannot control what occurs, 

 But only what we do, 

 Yet chances come for us to love, 

 With choice for me and you, 

 For none can resist, 

 This power to persist, 

 No fears rise above, 

When there is only love.

My Rose

For my Ewa

 Within my garden, 

 Lemons shimmer like the sun, 

 Passionfruit instills passion, 

 For in the center of it all, 

 There is my Rose. 

 Within my garden, 

 There is laughter, 

 We are joyous hearts converge, 

 Four in the center of it all, 

  Shines my Rose.

 She grows in my heart, 

 Giving my heart meaning, 

 She perfumes my soul, 

 Giving my life joy, 

 Among the many she is the one. 

 I have flown through the stars, 

 Seeing all of their beauty, 

 Feeling all of their energy, 

 For the center of beauty, 

 Is my Rose. 

 Upon the edge of forever, 

 I see the unending, 

 For from the heart of God, 

 Came this fountain of love, 

 From my Rose. 

Where Words Fail

 The heart speaks a language, 

 Unfettered by words,

 Which confine possibilities, 

 To the limits of the tongue.

 The heart is unlimited, 

 Beyond the bounds of senses, 

 Seeing magnificence magnified, 

 Knowing who we truly are. 

 True vision first begins, 

 With the eyes fully shut,

 So the heart may convey clearly, 

 What the eyes will later find. 

 Our eyes will never see, 

Beauty in it’s fullness,

 For the greatest beauty in life, 

 Is hidden from plain sight. 

 There are places we may go, 

 Where the words stop flowing, 

 Where our hearts start speaking, 

 Unrestrained and in truth. 

 May words convey the wordless,

  As you look up from these words, 

 And you look into your heart, 

 Seeing life anew.