Poems

Stillness
With a small voice you are calling
Soft, like to a robin at sunrise
who tells us of moons falling
and of the suns reprise
Gentle, we speak
of Love and Grace
of beauty crowning
of my mistakes
Silence I wait to hear your voice again
Knowing its the only thing that will satisfy
this stillness inside



Desires
I long to write with elegant words,
ones that move the soul,
that make mountains tremble
I long to draw with colors unimaginable,
Or dance with grace and style.
The desires of my heart are simple:
I long to make God smile.

It makes me uneasy sharing poems with everyone. They really truly just come out of me sometimes and it is hard to share things sometime so raw. But they are so much a part of me sometimes that it is a shame not to share them.