Sending Angels…

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I heard you last night, while you rolled from side to side on that narrow looking bed,

Yes i listened, i heard you sobs, thought i heard you call my name in the depth of your disquieted soul,

I saw your tears soil the sheets, when your vocals failed on the lyrics of my worship,

I did see through you heart clear as crystal glass…i did and i’m coming right through for you 

I know it”s feels like a long narrow tortuous road, i know the hurts and pains you’d have to bear, 

I know its a heavy load to carry, a really heavy burden to bear on this strait road…

feels like a high way to hell but i heard…

i’m sending angels to guide you home…

I’m sending you angels to keep you warm…

I’m sending Angels


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I see you again…

this afternoon, right beside me, no sunshine but distant car screeching,honks, wailing baby, barking dog, grinding metals, all at once beneath the blowing winds that move the trees across my window

My thoughts became vivid images as I read the news, recalled  events and pondered deeply, almost about every thing all at once

This time I see my wretchedness in the contrast of your persistent love, your kindest mercy, because     I knew deep within I was no better than those I read about, in pain and death, some in eternal grief, limited choices and broken spirit

It leaves me to wonder how much worth I really am?

If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far sides of the earth, when I run into the depth of hell, 

your there…when i awake from sleep…
Day by day, all was written in your word before ever i came to be
Full of wonder…fearfully made
You’re there always with me…you yes you
Only you…so close i can feel the very scent of your touch…the very breath of your nostrils…quenching the fires of my illicit wants
You alone shielding me from the fiery darts that thrust at me daily
You, forgiving thousands and cleansing nations and peoples
You who ride on the fermaments for my defense…ungrateful me
It is just you again at my trail as i sail yonder…

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Under the cherry blossoms, we sat and spent cheerful nights like lovers and friends do

We drank to stupor the most red of wines from life’s vineyard

Our hearts raced to thoughts of love, war and death behind

We were alone yet surrounded by our own very fears and doubts

Doubts of the truth about the life beyond and after

But history will be faithful to our memories

Because acts of love and care will live through the sands of time

Under the clouds of our own heaven we sat, we spent the night starring into the reflections of galaxies beyond

Questions were unanswered as we made for the knives that would slit our throats

None new what words to say to allay the fears that gripped our souls like the hands of a drowning soul unsaved

Beneath those clouds we were when we heard the sounds of an orchestra and the works of brass instruments

 Beating the drums of our ears, like redemption song, the melodies and harmonies, irresistible!

This has been a reverie mixed with true life’s experience yet laced with uncertainties

Uncertainties that make for difficulty in allotting to it the right nomenclature

Under my sheets of love I slept and my cogitations gave birth to unending worrisome dreams

Dreams aching to be realities, yenning for a transfiguration show

We were still beneath the sheets of blossoms, when knives were drawn and throats slit!



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i wonder i ponder yet i don’t know
why you’ld ever choose to love me
why you’ld ever care so much for me
why you’ld be so kind to spare me
i trouble i grumble i even mumble but again i remember
how you healed me
why you keep me close
why you even trust me
why you keep believing me
even when nothing is secret to you

you see my every move,you see my nakedness
you hear my vile thoughts,you just put up with me
i am humbled,i bother,i almost wither ashamed and broken
why you let me live, i never deserved to stay alive
why you helped me
why you hide me in your pavillion

oh why?
why oh why? chorus

who knows the end of your compassion?
who has a measure for your mercy?
in my worship,you dwell within
offering your most tender caress
you,big you,great you wise you,ageless you making me speechless!
speechless by the splendor of your sweetness
why you even call my name or keep a record of me…
why you call me yours
why you never cheat on me
why you made me great
why you set your love on me

oh why?
why oh why? chorus

Time to go


it’s time to go on
it’s time to go on
it’s time to move on ,move ahead
on a pace in a race off these tracks
to a place with a grace
’cause i’m sure it’s over
no looking back
no turning back
my old ways,all over now

for mercy speaks,mercy calls ,mercy screams my name!
(chorus) style-rock vocals

yesterday was pain,last night was sour
yesterday was dark,yesterday was weak so dull and gloomy
today i go on,move on, to a place of love
gold streets bright lights, green mazes
so done now with yesterday
chorus 2ce
wipe your eyes,buckle your shoes
lace up,pace up, face up,chin up
spill no fear,grease your wheels
fly now,move on,grown on go on!

               chorus till fade


Grace to grace

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This time I’ll tell a little story about my recent, it’s been indecent as though I pissed off a regent in a grueling struggle to wriggle free from the unseen but felt tight fisted grip of pain, self-inspired and caused like a function of a curse on me. I lost my voice; my fingers were broken off the grip of my pen, my vision impaired and my skin wrinkled in instants less than I could tell.
Holes in my pocket, sourness in my mouth, yet to nurse my bleeding heart, bruises from friends turned foes overnight as well as retardation on my drive way to grace and faith. The rains felt like hail stones, like falling fired coals and my sun became darkened as though Revelation’s tribulations came to my window’s view, yet I kept a name that reminded me how gracious the watcher singled me out.
In all, offending nature, gods and earth, I passed through the valleys of death’s shadow, I saw hell’s gate with my very eyes alone without angels to wing me away to any place in my wish for paradise!
However, I saw mercy and compassion by the Watcher, a lover, a savior and forgiver. He came upon the wings of dawn in my disdain and depression, he touched my parched tongue and it felt like ice cubes in the desert on my skin.
If I make my bed in the deep, if I hide on the far sides of the earth, if I rise on the wings of dawn, if I settle amongst beasts and drown beneath the depths of the sea,
you there when I awake from sleep, you’re there when my tears ceaselessly flow, you’re my worship, you’re my song, my voice, my passion, my life and light!
‘’Day by day, you’ve ordained, written in your word before i came to be, full of wonder, fearfully made, you set my heart in motion before i came to be’’
You took me from the low green grasses to graces taller than the palms; wider and bigger than the cedars, I‘ll stay with you. I’ll wear patience as trinkets; I’ll be yours always and never deviate from thy light!

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Everyday is a Halloween for Benedict
He doesn’t choose who to be,he becomes what he saw days before
He struggles with the odds between him and Benedict
He wears the mask and goes in a stealth, unseen,unchanged yet wanted
Sometimes he’s her, sometimes he’s him
Nobody knows Benedict
A monster,an angel, a demon, a priest, a God, a monk? ,
Unseen, unknown,sad, worried, unheard
Nobody hears Benedict
All locked in a body called flesh, starved and bullied
searching daily for an identity stolen

Then silence crept in on solitude uninvited
She came and unmasked him that was hid within
He was tearful mostly alone and wished to stay seen
Alone he had the voice of a king
Danced like a champ,shouted for victory short lived!
As respite stepped away Benedict lost his voice

Image by cindy nielson from google images

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