Opportunity in the Breeze
The dependable, all powerful, inhale the spirit riding the wind;
In the breeze-
In season, like the fresh blooming budding Rose receiving the heat from the Sun sampling the rain
Falling are the walls,
Now all I see is open potential so essential believing this Dream of a Visionary never varies.
I’m riding the waves upon the sea of time with a net grabbing mine….
Opportunity in the wind….
The Birth of Idea
Resting in the space of silence, my thoughts emerge from shell reaching their freshly birthed hands sky-word., as I hear in creation a Heavenly Host shouting in jubilation,
“it’s a precious Idea you have in your hands…”
It is Time
At the altitude where only Angels reside, held in thought are the Hopes of a Man… Painted, upon the tapestry of Greatness-
He desires to make this Life such a sight-
attracting an audience, a Heavenly Host, peering into the window of time just to catch a glimpse of the approaching winds of change…,
With the one voice of glorious expectation,
They shout in unison…,
“They are ready..!”
STILL IN MOURNING
Heart heavy as memories tell me of stories written a time ago when life was a lil slow and
we didn’t carry the World in tow oh how I remember the smiles and laughter then comes
the morning after a blissful Dream scenes flipping like pages seen in books housing
pictures of moments captured…
Moments, God only knows, how I want them back….
THE DAWN OF DAY
A warm sunrise energies from a razor edged horizon,
It pierces the darkness in a magnificent display screaming,”TODAY, is the Day!”
The Day of all things possible, I’m positively thinking of the greatness before me,
In hands stretched to the sky.
Limitless abounding while on lookers stand astounded
and the foolish are left confounded wondering how I got around-
The problems that haunted my mind in the midnight.
The inner prison bars broke from their hinges from this amazing light,
“THIS IS A NEW DAY.”
These thoughts wrapped in a soft Morning breeze,
Whisper my very Dream…,
“Let it be the Day I make history…,
TEARS of GRATITUDE
They Fall one by one…
When I think of the Sun rising on the horizon bringing light!
Scattering the Darkness polluting the Situation-
I was hiding..,
Fighting furiously to stay a float!
In the Storm that raged-
Then awoke to a peaceful silence;
The risen light came as welcomed guidance…
It is a dawn like no other-
Erasing the darkness of forbidden
Choices made, now, debt has been
Paid through the deeds of another–
To me a stranger to him a brother
Sacrificing Self security for the
needs of many- Salvation…!
Such a beautiful Dawn…