Butterfly Beauty

A butterfly so graceful

Catches many admirers’ eye
Charmingly fluttering past
The awe struck crowd.
A butterfly rides the wind
Taking only a brief rest
Among the flowers below.
Nature’s welcomed guest.

The butterfly is admired.

Just days before

This enchanting butterfly
Was wrapped customarily
Lackluster and unadorned.
For each butterfly
Must pass through plainness
Locked away from the world
Only to emerge with greatness.

The butterfly is revealed.

So little catapillar

Before you collapse in despair
Feeling so lonely and trivial
Or try to convince yourself
That you are not special
Remember your destiny:
Only time will expose
Your beauty completely.

The butterfly conquers.

Barbs of Hatred and Judgement

(For judgemental, self righteous, hypocritical, self serving, hatred spreading people of all faiths, colors, and nations....)

You lie to yourself
As you spew hatred and barbs
Hiding behind righteousness
You spread your misguided judgements.

Whom do you believe
You will convert with those words?
I guess that you haven't heard
That wickedness is never from God.

You are so blinded
That you cant even see it!
Even as the fool is blinded.
You threaten others with the "Lord's way."

Remember this please:
When your words never
Invite the Spirit of God
Then you're on the wrong team!!!!

Full of spitefulness,
Without your willing consent,
Wors won't only jab your victim
But will destroy your salvation.

Don't waste your energy
By contending with a fool
You will never win a battle
With someone filled with hatred.

So say what you must
Continue your own deceit
But as for me and my house
We'll walk away from your nonsense.

Ri pp les

A ripple and wave
from your pepple
The ringlets travel slow
fighting wind and rain.
They press onward
uniform and gentle.
Your ripple has reached
its boundary.
It's touched me so deeply,
despite all my fears.
You have reached ME!
now my ripple returns.
Do not fear the wave
but accept it.
Let it push inwardly
'til it reaches the core,
Deep-down inside
and know I am always there
Now, our souls are bound
eternally!
Interweaved by gentle love.

Definition of FrIeNd

A more true friend, I might never hope to find.
One who gives gentle encouragement
Who's loving and kind.
When I begin to slip,
They quickly stretch forth an arm
To pull me to my feet -
Keeping me from harm.
And as I smile with joy,
They laugh along with me.
A friend who truly understands
Just why I am me.
Someone who would take a ste back,
If it promised me more fame -
Never takes the credit
Would rather be just "another name"
As the years seperate us
And takes us our own way...
A friend like this will be forever in my heart...
Locked there, in memory, to stay.


(Written for Michele Neale about 1998)

Eternal friendship

A dawn is breaking
Hope is awakening
My love is growing
For His wisdom is all knowing.

I reach for his hand,
To have a firm stand
He smiles and takes ahold,
Just as He has foretold.

But when I fall,
He becomes my wall -
And carries me into His arms
To protect me from all harm.

his love is stronger than mine
So pour and so fine...
But now I reach out to you
To start a friendship anew.

I will be here
because I care.
A new dawn is breaking
And hope is awakening.

Love is like a Rose

the delicate rose is the most beautiful of flowers
with its soft luscious petals and relaxing scent
it brings a smile to the most hardened face.
though sharp, jagged thorns serve as a reminder
that even true beauty has flaws.


love is like the rose in many ways-
it warms our soul with kind, gentle words.
makes the coldest heart melt with selfless deeds
even though it leaves deep wounds with hurtful actions.
for even true love has limitations.


a rosebud watered and fed well-
cut back to prevent overgrowth,
pruned to remove throns that might hurt
and given just the right balance of sunlight and shade
will produce a breath-taking flower - like no other.


a friendship tended to with gentle affection-
with welcoming lines of communication
yet, given enough distance to grow
carefully nurshised with just enough loving deeds and passion
will BLOSSOM into a lifetime romance.


Sadly, the rose will wither and die
if not preserved with loving hands-
Just as the rose wilts,
Love will dwindle and disappear
if not nurtured with patience and compassion.

Are you out there?

I lit a candle
as the sun began to set.
I lit the fire
as the night began to cool.

The stares appear one by one
and shine gently down.
The moon appears slowly
and shines brightly down.

The winding path of trees
leave a lonely feeling.
The winding rows of flowers
leave a gentle smell.

I wait for your arrival,
as the night grows older.
I wait for your love,
as the night grows colder.

I set by the window
and watch others walk.
I set by my window
and watch others talk.

I remember the day
when we first met.
I remember the day
when we first kissed.

The candle burns dim
and my eyes grow heavy.
The fire burns cold
and my fears grow deep.

Are you out there?
I ask aloud.
Are you out there?
I pray aloud.

My eyes grow sleepy
as the night silences.
My body grows weary
as the night nears end.

As the candle goes out..
Your smile lights the room.
As the fire goes out...
Your love warms the room.

Health

I came to recognize how ignorant we are
When I heard a foolish man say:
"I can eat, drink, and be merry..
And live my life for today."

I wonder if he knows
that Death knocks at his door.
Becauxse with all that fat and cholesterol,
His time on earth shortens more and more.
We dont want to think about the future.
Who has the time to worry about what to eat?

Well, I think it's time we become educated,
Cut down on all the chips and red meat.
It's sad that we live in such a lazy time.
Kids play video games instead of baseball,
And being "health consciensou" is a bore.

There's still time to change and learn
But we must decide to TAKE a STAND:
Stop the needless deaths!
Make the world a better place- lend a helping hand.

TRUE gRoWtH

It seems as though
I try each day
To grow closer to Him
I just seem to loose more
ground, I must start all over.
I went so very l o n g 'til
I was able to realize---
How blessed I am, for
I am given the chance
to begin AGAIN.
To learn from mistakes!
I can grow - thanks to the Lord.

Healing

I stumbled and fell yesterday
I thought-- I was hurt badly
But my cuts are almost healed today.
Now I KNOW that I will heal
You cared for my wounds -
I guess you're my friend, for real.

A Willow Tree's History

In the shade of the willow tree
I opened a book.
It had no pictures in which to see.
The cover was very well worn.
The pagers were yellowed,
A few were even torn.
As I held it in my hand,
My eyes followed the words--
The story was simply grand.

Day slipped into night
But, yet, I continued to read--
For it's pages shown bright.

My eyes had grown heavy
and then, I began to dream.
That is's pages told the story of me.
In the shade of the willow tree --
I found an eternal treasure:
I received a testimony.

Thinking Back (circa 2000)

Looking back on my life
I'm sadeend to know
Thank I am to blame for a lot of strife.

I've made so many rash choices-
So sure that I knew best.
I never listened to wiser voices.

It's hard to accept everything I've done...
Half of it I never even understood -
I was only trying to have some fun.

Today I realized
That I've made a multitude of mistakes
And hurt so many along the way.

Life is a circle of trials.
I'm still so very young.
Therefore, I must still travel many miles.

So looking ahead to the future, I hope
that I can be a stronger person
Relying on the past to help me overcome it all.

A Heavenly Melody

Traveling down this road
Dusty and long
I met a man...
I was in no hurry
so beside him I sat.
He gave me drink
and filled my ear
with a sweet melody.
Familiar was his song-
I had heard it before.
I joined him as
the chorus he sang.
Empty my thrist became-
My ears were satisfied.
Slowly I arose,
Turning away -
I heard him say:
"Again our paths shall meet..."
"True" I agreed.
Miles beyond that point
They melody came back.
Again I sang
That simple tune.
I had known it:
For it was my Father's song.
Plain truth He had spoken,
when he said:
"Again our paths shall meet."

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Whispers to Heaven

If I whisper quietly
And do not scream and shout
Will my words be heard
Or will they merely bounce about?

Can a soft melody
That stirs deep within
Ever find an outlet
In a world rioting about?

Would the world notice
If I quietly slipped away
Saved my silenced voice
For a place where songs are heard?

Words float quietly past
Often falling on deaf ears
Even though they soar and soar
Until they reach the Heavens.

For above the clouds so high
Even my faint whisper
Can be heard like a trumpet
As melodies combine

My song may never be hummed
By your self serving lips
Yet I know -
My heart's quiet whispers sing in Heaven.