Tag: Joy

Freedom for Rainbows

If we could, would we…

 Tell a star,

Not to shoot across the sky?

Not invite all their friends,

To  come out after dark?

Prevent a rainbow from stretching,

Arm long,

Through firmament…

 Instead, stealing pot of gold?

 

Unfair as,

Clipping child’s angel wings,

Curbing sweet dreams…

Only biting words,

And unbroken silence,

Swallowing their mirth…

 

JUST BECAUSE CAN.

 

Thankfully God fortifies children,

Rainbows and shooting stars,

With splendid and resilient spirits;

Colorful and glorious,

When unmuted.

 

We can’t stop rain clouds  from crying…

But if rainbows and shooting stars,

Have full license to shine,

Would not God’s children,

Most adored and protected,

Also get their time?

 

Rainbows of joy, love and freedom,

For all God’s children,

To come… 

After the rain.

 

-Gilda Patricia

 

 

 

A Letter of Longing

Dear Lord,

This place with many,

              Neither happy, loved or free,

 Away from here,

    Won’t You please take me!

I’m tired of the pain that surrounds,

Dear Lord, why must this be?

         When I long for sunny faces,

Of singers crooning,

Children laughing,

    Lover’s swooning,

People dancing,

     Flowers blooming,

           Poet’s minds wandering,

          Senior citizens meandering,

Economy booming,

  No need for pandering,

  Starlight flickering,

Fiddlers fiddling,

No more bickering!

 

   Days of joy,

   For future generations,

   This poet’s letter is

   My pagsamo.

   Love, me.

 

-Gilda Patricia

 

Written for Word High July-30 Beautiful Filipino Words

Challenge set by A Reading Writer’s blog, and Doodles and Scribbles

Word of the day, Day 9-pagsamo (n.) The act of pleading

https://areadingwritr.wordpress.com/2016/06/30/word-high-july-welcome/

 

  

God “Liked Me” First

One month ago today,

I happily entered this strange,

And wonderful,

“WordPress Land!”

 

It’s easy,

To get caught up wondering,

“Do you like my poems?”

“Do you like me?”

“Really?  Do ya?  Do ya?  Do ya?”

 

Everyone’s busy,

With lives to lead, 

It’s easy to see.

So thanks for your interest,

And stopping to read…

 

What a blessing and a sweet surprise!

 

It brings me joy to meet,

Fellow soul travelers such as yourself,

With separate journeys,

Yet connected at our Essence or Core.

 

I’m touched by your likes and encouraging words.

 

Still keepin it all in perspective,

And keepin it real,

God “liked me” first;

His beloved child,

Most cherished and adored!

 

-Gilda Patricia

Young Spirits Break Free

Shattered by a crushing blow to heart, 

body, or spirit,

The ego left for nearly dead.

 

A lucky few surrender and cry out to God,

Thereby allowing the miracle of grace,

To sweep swiftly through their broken places,

 

Reigniting their soul’s flame,

Calming and drawing them into,

A dark inner wilderness,

Replete with emotional dragons, demons, and ghosts,

The likes of which few would care to know, or dare to go.

 

Yet turning back now,

Is to play pretend.

 

The trusted companion, grace,

Alights young soul travelers,

With joy, love, gratitude, peace and forgiveness,

 

Giving them strength to go the mile,

 Clearing and navigating,

The once hidden path of God’s Will.

 

Leading them down, out and all the way through,

To the (other), spiritually lighter side.

 

Young spirits freed,

Don their new wings.