The Spark That Lights The Flame

 Inspired by Michael and Michelle Boyum
( Image from the film “Until Forever”)

Falling in love is a blessing,
 To love is a choice of effort.
 Talking the sun out of the sky,
 Sharing time and learning why,
 The person beside you is wonderful.

 They met in the flow of life,
 Sharing a smile and the magic of joy.
 Letting the work of love,
 Blessing from above,
 Be their work of life.

 Then illness found its place,
 Weakening his form.
 Yet in the absence of light,
 It takes the dark of night,
 For the stars to shine.

 With family close by,
 She always held his hand.
 While fighting for each day,
 They kept fears and doubt at bay,
 He chose to keep his smile.

 The chemistry was there,
 So he chose to be a light.
 With his family and his love,
 And strength from God above,
 Through his tears and unto joy.

 Only in this way,
 Can a spark light the flame.
 When conditions are made right,
 Of fuel and air and light,
 The flame will take its form.

 I can see his light quite clear,
  His love lives through her heart.
 Through the smiles of those constrained,
 For in wheelchairs they remain,
 Yet their hearts soar through faith.

 So here we walk alive,
 Though we cannot change what comes.
 This is how faith shines through,
 We always choose what we can do,
 And then God stands in our midst.

Song of Silence

 Imagine a silence, 

 No waves of distraction, 

 Where colors become music, 

 Images become thought, 

 Thought becomes reality, 

 Forged by fires of inspiration, 

 Adding to the picture,

 Seen by other souls, 

 As they look upon reality, 

 With vision of the heart.

This forms the tapestry,
Where one life affects many,
Sepearate journeys intertwine,
Magic comes thorough courage,
 For no challenge is unshared,
  A hand will reach through the darkness,
 To guide the weary traveler,
 Who does not see the trail,
 Though he hears the silent song,
 Upon the winds of faith.

  The eyes may see new lands,
While the senses taste new joys,
 Broadening the mind,
 The only the heart can truly see,
 Beyond the chatters of distraction,
 The mystery of life,
 Shows in clues behind the eyes,
And markings on the stones,
Along with wonders in the sky,
Which words could never share.

When a dog is looking peacefully
Up into your eyes,
How much does he feel,
Of what most will never see?
It is upon this silent river,
Which souls forever sail,
Where souls impart their image,
Upon the hearts of all they meet,
Pushing back the boundaries,
Of Eternity.

Celebration

What is life?
 The sweet undefinable,
 Energy of love,
 Measured in breath.
 Souls upon a tapestry,
 Like clouds in the sky,
 With lightning between them,
 No beginning or end.

A door may open,
 A loved one steps through,
 When the door is closed,
 Becomes hidden from sight.
 Yet through vision of the heart,
 We can see that he is well,
 With joy in the garden,
 Standing in the light.

 The pain of our loss,
 Is from the tether of love,
 Tied to our hearts,
 From a soul unseen.
 Recognizing this truth,
 Is the proof of life eternal,
 Transforming our pain,
 To peace most serene.

 All of his words,
 All of the kindness,
 All of the actions,
  In us cause creation.
 Shining through our hearts,
 Into other lives,
 So that the magic continues,
Is cause for celebration.

Know Where You’re Going

Knowing where you’re going,

Takes knowing where you’ve been.

Life has a beginning,

But it never truly ends.

You don’t need fortune tellers,

To see around the bend.

Knowing where your going,

Requires knowing where you've been.

There are so many pathways,

To undiscovered lands.

Leading us to oceans,

Or to the desert sands.

Yet the secret to survival,

Down any of life’s roads.

Is never loosing who you are,

Wherever you may go.

Sometimes you will find,

One who has lost his way.

It is easy to loose directions,

Then forget to stop and pray.

Yet we all have a power,

Given from the Lord above.

Which will help a wayward traveler,

Through the gift of love.

Knowing where you're going,

Is knowing who you are.

Never let this go,

And you always will go far.

Let the stars at night remind you,

Life’s magic never ends.

When you know where you’re going,

By knowing where you’ve been.

Flow of Love

Moments of binding,

On paths intertwining,

Happen in times of pain,

When tragedy strikes,

Anxiety spikes,

And no one is ever the same.

A daughter is lost,

On one path afar,

In illness taken away,

Yet hearts come together,

In the stormiest weather,

And healing comes when we pray.

Cancer then comes,

Like a lightening strike,

To homes of those we know,

Though no one controls,

Where lightening strikes,

We control the love that we show.

A friend loosing sight,

The coming of night,

Darkness far too soon,

Yet with bringing of hope,

The heart’s fire is stoked,

On horizon a miracle looms.

We can not control,

When circumstance comes,

But we can co tell what we do,

For the simplest things,

From hearts far and near,

 And help pull someone through.

Your faith in God,

Fuels the fires of love,

The energy flows when you share,

Healing comes through,

The power of your heart,

When you choose to be there.

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. 

The Song of Whispers

 Who has walked that streets, 

 That I’ve walked before? 

 The present sunlight falling,

 Has closed open doors. 

 The sidewalk dirt is stamped,

 With the years gone by.

 Hence the raindrops falling, 

 From a tear filled sky. 

 Air touches skin, 

 Sounds touches ears, 

 These senses are sisters. 

 Souls cross thresholds, 

 With faces unseen, 

 In the song of whispers. 

 Those who lived and passed,

 Never pass away. 

 Safe within their timelines, 

 They will always stay. 

 For the body is not immortal, 

 Yet the soul keeps on living, 

 To the ears of patient parts, 

 From heaven this song keeps giving. 

 Air touches skin, 

 Sounds touches ears, 

 These senses are sisters. 

 Souls cross thresholds, 

 With faces unseen, 

 Through the song of whispers. 

 Lives will come and go, 

 But can they be forgotten? 

 Is forever not the gift, 

 Of God’s only begotten? 

 There is no greater hope, 

 Then life can ever bring. 

 Then the gift of love, 

 Transcending everything. 

 Air touches skin, 

 Sounds touches ears, 

 These senses are sisters. 

 Souls cross thresholds, 

 Which only hearts can hear,

 Silent song of whispers. 

 In silence hear their voices, 

 In silence the heart may hear, 

 The endless song of life, 

 Removing every fear, 

 This flame from God we carry,

 Where ever we may go, 

 No hope is rendered hopeless, 

 The light of truth will show. 

  Air touches skin, 

 Sounds touches ears, 

 These senses are sisters. 

 Souls cross thresholds, 

 With faces unseen, 

 The song of whispers. 

The Song Unending

  The cards are dealt,

He sees his hand, 

It is not what he hoped for, 

 Nor what he planned. 

 You don't know what you get, 

 But you do what you should, 

 And you hope for the best, 

 That things turn out good. 

 Being healthy and strong, 

 It was an underhand below, 

 A diagnosis from hell, 

 Bringing him down low. 

  Then with a nonverbal child, 

 And more stress on the plate, 

 His wife fled the fire, 

 Being too much to take. 

Yet there is faith in his heart,

With your song in the air,

Lifting his soul on the wind,

Endings never begin,

Heaven breathing within,

Music takes him there.

God's voice is a sound,

Beyond my human ear,

Yet with beauty in the air,

I know he is near.

For each song that's sung,

Is just a segment that's spliced,

When it all comes together,

It is the song of life.

 When things happen good, 

 Or terribly wrong, 

 It takes no ear, 

 To pick up this song. 

 The music reminds, 

 Of the song that is true,

 To hear in the spirit, 

 Our flesh cannot do. 

Yet there is faith in my heart,

With your song in the air,

Lifting my soul on the wind,

Endings never begin,

Heaven breathing within,

Music takes me there. 

 And so we go to the concerts, 

 And so we dance in the park, 

 And so we turn on the radios, 

 And so we exercise the heart. 

 And so I hear it in the sunrise, 

 And so I feel it in the rain, 

 And so I bring it in this silence, 

 So you may hear it once again. 

There is faith in the heart,

With The Song in the air,

Lifting souls on the wind,

Endings never begin,

Heaven breathing within,

Music takes us there.

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.

Grains of Light

When darkness falls,

The stars shine through,

Illuminating the night,

With diamond beauty.

Where rain storms come,

Rearranging the land,

Every blade of grass,

Bears jewels of light.

Dark clouds bring shadows,

Painting somber shading,

Before shards of light,

Shine Heaven’s joy.

As tears of pain,

Cleanse the eyes of illusion,

Restoring heart’s vision,

Unto the traveling soul.

While cold winds come,

Bringing chill to the body,

Causing arms to seek,

A warm heart’s glow.

Life brings us trials,

Taking health and peace,

Causing us to seek,

The Most Healing Hand.

Love’s meaning brings,

Life’s limitless power,

From faith as small,

As a grain of sand.

The Test of Faith

I have often heard pastors and others look at someone going 

through a trial and say, "His faith is being tested."  It suddenly occurred 

to me that perhaps our faith is being tested in how we respond.

Her eyes have seen many miles,

Her lips have spoken wisdom,

With decades of marriage behind her,

 And children far away,

Alone she lives upon a hill,

While illness slowly claims her love,

Visiting him when she is taken,

As time slowly ticks away.

His eyes have seen bloodshed,

In defense of his nation’s pride,

He traveled overseas,

As there was conflict to be,

And over fallen friends he cried,

While at home the picture changing,

Financial patterns rearranging,

His own home no longer to see.

In a young woman’s eyes lived laughter,

In this young woman’s eyes lived joy,

Until the day turned the page,

An old enemy of health reappeared,

Taking her rest away,

Taking away all of her peace,

Not able to put her battle to words,

Her eyes speaking volumes of fear.

I have been told such are trials,

With pastors speaking of the tests of faith,

I would wonder why they are being tested,

With conflicts and pain like I never knew,

Some with friends and family of support,

Others sitting alone in the darkness,

I realized those witnessing the trials are tested,

All of us who see and hear are being tried,

With those we do or do not know,

Be it a stranger leaving a store to go,

Alone with tears in the eyes,

Leaving us each a faith question I ask you,

If your faith is strong,

What will you do?

Unfolding Magic

Magic is unfolding,

In the wandering of ways,

Following the spirit wind,

From the breath of God.

Perhaps aimless in appearance,

Like the fluttering butterfly,

Yet a straight and narrow path,

Kissing every flower.

Chemistry in spirit,

Follows faithful motion,

As souls are lit in the touch,

Like stars burning from God’s flame.

And so you touch my hand,

As my words touch your heart,

And the wordless meaning of life,

Strikes us crystal clear.

And so the song continues,

Heard loudest in the silence,

With no beginning and no end,

Bringing angels tears of joy.

The Girl With The Flower

For a friend facing much.

 

In the realm of possibilities,

There are no true exceptions,

For all things may happen,

Seemingly without reason,

Bringing darkness for a season,

And with it pain.

Through truth,

We doubt,

No truth,

Will shout,

Through fear,

To ears,

Not hearing.

Life is possibility,

As all things are of energy,

And energy is from love,

In creation from the heart,

Which God’s faith did impart,

With power beyond comprehension,

To His children.

We have power,

For this hour,

To see clear,

All that’s dear,

For through knowing,

We are showing,

What is truth.

Our minds bend reality,

Through the strength of passion,

And the force of our will,

In the work of our hands,
Though our hands seem meek,

And our hearts grow weak,

In Him we are strong.

We will not fail,

Though we seem frail,

Do not give in,

To illusions of grief,

For testing is brief,

In eternity’s true reflection,

Casts away all deception.

It is the girl with the flower,

That is the strongest of them all,

For her strength is of the heart,

And she goes forth in stride,

Her love is her pride,

Handing beauty and strength,

To another soul.

The Prayer of Squares - For Alice

She lives near the station,

The old stage coach station,

Connecting Lakeside,

With the rest of the world.

In her age she holds beauty,

Such timeless beauty,

For in her weakness,

Strength is unfurled.

In her life is magic,

Such untold magic,

Which can only be known,

As a story of faith.

For with her hands,

Her time honored hands,

She embroiders her squares,

In our hands to place.

For with each square,

Each hand knitted square,

She blesses a stranger,

With loves healing power.

For every stranger,

Each wandering stranger,

Must know he is remembered,

Within the darkest hour.

And so she travels,

Oh how she travels,

Blessing other lives,

Near the old stage station.

And so I do pray,

Oh how I pray!

That her light of love,

Can inspire our nation!

The Absolute Reflection

A day is never marked,

By a sunrise or sunset,

As these are just illusions,

Setting reality in mind.

For the truth about connections,

Is that hearts are never broken,

Souls are bound together,

Beyond the framework of time.

A memory of bird song,

May not be in the past,

As the heart can hear the singing,

In all the days to come.

Memories may be connections,

In the timeless scope of truth,

Where we are always bound,

In the mystery of song.

Two hearts drawn in love,

Are always bound together,

There is no longer a beginning,

And the magic never ends.

This can be the hearts of soul mates,

A student of life and God,

This can be the heart of family,

Or a strong bond between friends.

With all of life in balance,

In the scope of truth eternal,

No problem overshadows,

The true glory that exists.

For every soul is always,

And life goes on forever,

The simplicity of knowing that,

Is the strength of all that is.

Make The Change

 Believing something can be different is the first step in making it different.

Believing you can make that difference is the second step.

Sharing your thoughts with another can show how to make it real.

Suddenly the world becomes changed by your belief.

This is for my wife who changed me for the better, a Polish musician named Edyta who does this through her music, and for each of you who do the same in your own way.

Rhythm is the blood of souls,

Music is the flow from the heart.

The beat comes from long ago,

Long before time got its start.

The changes which come our way,

Can only see the light of day.

When singing souls join as one,

There’s nothing which cannot be done.

Resonate,

Invigorate,

Retaliate,

Its not to late.

Rearrange,

See the long range,

Its in your hand,

To make the change.

The death of hope is in the news,

Where details paint in darker hues.

And right back home upon the street,

Confirming scenes where eyes don’t meet.

Where apathy is king today,

Its chaos children will run and play.

For change to come you make the start,

Believe it first inside your heart.

Resonate,

Invigorate,

Retaliate,

Its not to late.

Rearrange,

See the long range,

Its in your hand,

To make the change.

True miracles are not by God’s hand,

They come by his power through human hands.

And the miracle comes through this song,

Knowing in our weakness we are made strong.

It is love that overcomes any odds,

Changing the face of Earth where we may trod.

So make this day glow with your power bright,

By believing first things are made right.

Resonate,

Invigorate,

Retaliate,

Its not to late.

Rearrange,

See the long range,

Its in your hand,

To make the change.

The Light of the Eye

In the light of the eye,

Lies the mystery of the soul,

Volumes of word without voice,

Feelings without words,

Pictures without canvas,

Paint an image of the soul.

In the light of the eye,

Lies the beauty of a woman,

The butterfly dance of emotion,

Strength which never fails a family,

A heart that only will can fail,

Within a delicate vessel.

In the light of the eye,

Is found the truths of a man,

His confidence will burn forth,

With the strength of his faith,

As his heart lifts other lives,

Above value of his own.

In the light of the eye,

You can know the traveler of time,

A soul across the ages,

From whom nothing is hidden,

He knows the eyes are weak,

And sees forth with the heart.

In the light of the eye,

Find your faith in God,

Seeing the flame of souls,

Which no human can create,

A fire flowing from Heaven,

Speaking proof of the beyond.

In the light of the eye,

Know the meaning of life,

A song of truth without words,

As your loved ones see through you,

Find your place within the dance,

As your light shines forth.