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. 

A Woman Driven (to live).

I’m moved forward by desire,

But guilt holds me back.

Then love moves me forward,

And fear pulls me back.

Then hope steers me forward,

Yet doubt yanks me back.

Renewed confidence drives me forward once again,

But my limitations set me back.

Then as I begin to build my strength back up,

Shame slams me from behind,

And drags me down, 

In a,”You don’t deserve success!” kinda dead lock.

 

Falling hard,

I’m out for the count,

Having only failed myself,

For choosing to stop trying.

 

Thankfully forgiveness picks me up,

Restores my faith,

And gets me back in the game.

Biology and Back Doors

Quit wanting to be someone other than who you are.

You, yes you, be you!

Full of emotion,

Filled with light that must shine,

But maybe won’t come through,

In the usual way.

 

For many, if not most,

Our biology keeps us firmly planted on the ground,

As our dreams soar a little too high and far.

But this is not sad!

The tug of desire,

Coupled with the pain of frustration,

Makes us pioneers of the soul,

Forcing us to pave a new way.

 

To look inside is to find a back door,

Which swings easily open for the emergence of our soul.

 

 

 

 

Smoke and Mirrors

There is nothing and no one to chase after,

It’s all just smoke and mirrors.

If someone or something seems better than you,

or what you have,

You are just fooling yourself,

And not looking past the smoke and mirrors.

Stop running for a moment,

And peacefully take a look,

Within yourself.

You are completely ordinary,

And One with everyone else,

That’s what makes you wonderfully extraordinary.

Everything else is smoke and mirrors.