Saturday, September 30, 2006

There is both gentleness in strength
and strength in gentleness

Sunday, September 24, 2006

The Scientist

Who could make much of a pungent fart?
perhaps question health, or see it as art?
only scientists.

Wednesday, September 20, 2006

death, comes tuesday

Tuesday, a knock on the door
twice its happened, perhaps more
a chill sweeps, causing shivers
entities depart, bodies wither
two weeks now i've heard it happen
tears stream among brethren
through death
many learn about life
move along now, forget strife
for death came tuesday to teach lessons
to those willing, those in discretion
in You oh Lord,
there is hope
come heal the hearts
that are broke
You wipe the tears and remove the fears
for each single day, You speak
and shine, in places bleak
much beauty, there is in death
for when used by You, it brings breath

Friday, September 15, 2006

To the special woman of my childhood

Its been awhile, since she left. 10 years, then, an incident that changed my life. Leaving me with a feeling the word sad couldn't justify. She had to leave, that i know. Many times i recall, the times she fed me, woke me up in the morning and the songs she sang. Her name is Julie, she was my maid. Recently, i found one of the songs she sang playing in my head, compelled, i went searching for it. It's a children's song, about ducks.

Five Little Ducks

Five little ducks that I once knew,
Fat ones, skinny ones, there were two,
But the one little duck with the feathers on his back
He ruled all the others with his "Quack, quack, quack".

Down to the water they would go,
Widdle-waddle, widdle-waddle, to and fro,
But the one ...

Into the water they would dive,
Over and other the other five
But the one ...

Oh yes he ruled all the others with his "Quack, quack, quack".
I said he ruled all the others with his "Quack, quack, quack".

Thank you Julie, for all that you've done in my life.

Monday, September 11, 2006

But God...

God You are amazing
every step of the way, You were there
burned lessons deep within
and now
giving me reasons and purpose
to bless
to smile
to cry
Your Joy gives me strength
You first.
now calling us to be seated on thrones
humbly, i accept, though unworthy
Your hand it comforts
You are the humble king
You give me so much
make me exited, blush
But God, You first
and Your will be done
all Glory to You