Belief
In your eyes, reflected to me
are memories of beautiful,
trembling pieces of laughing hope
still colors of grace and belief
feelings pouring from the shadows
never just make believe
always like the wonder of quiet faith
the struggle between knowing
and just letting light stay
frail as the summer and hesitant
glowing like the splendor
God’s holy joy – amazing love
poured out over the nights,
whimsical notes of praise and prayer
faithful and sure, abiding
so that even the glimpse of hope
shushes the breathless calm
unburdened by the yesterdays
released, His gospel
who can see His amazing
in the heart, in the soul, in the spirit
who assures…
in your eyes, glistening – glittering
like the music fading
blessings in every song
winter’s treasures, seeds of autumn sold
rumored to hear the leaves
who dance through the gold and orange
the leaves who resemble flowers
all whispery and edged in rusty memories
tones of dust like dreams
flowing through the midnight
happiness requests her blush
bruised by the frailest dawn
light bursting beyond
the lavender skies
fading into feelings, hesitant
winds warring with warmth
pleasant as the sunrise
softly flowing
essence of the moon’s noise
silent and fiery red
softly bowing to the songs
fading into the darkness
guitars playing, strings aching
to be heard, felt by the light
who blesses away the past
the glow of a spirit
reflected on the horizon,
beautiful tune of hope…
winsome afterglow,
wings like flames in epiphanies
smoldering underneath
rising realms of luminous
songs, notes steadfast
and dancing
waltzing through the maze
hearts blistered by the sayings
while I look past the stars
His light mystifies
faithful hues of glistening
scriptures written by the saints
who breathe melodies
in gentle psalms,
prayers hasty and echoed
into the mountains
where oaks and pines
stir the thoughts
with a glorious serenity,
lulling the feelings
blessing away the doubts
and feeding the night
angelic sounds….
the laughter of midnight
moon recoiling
beneath the distant gloom
while I ache from the inklings
beautiful and gentle
pouring out rivers of incidental
miracles in elms
peace on the currents
winsome waters, curving
across the stones
smoothed by the gushing
fluid – liquid steel
in softest stories, told
by the hills, the winds
the breathless seeds of wildflowers
spiraling over the distant limbs
erasing the memories
a past filled with diamond reflections
boasting of the time
before the stones came to life
glinting and glowing
silencing the songs of autumn
with wonders untold,
endless stories revealed
by the earth who hears
His breath rising
beyond the oaks, the pines
His glorious words
spoken on light, stirring
deciding that being born again
means giving up the consuming
doubts who render souls
weak – defenseless
Our best defense is the grace He sent
when He mouthed the words
It is finished…
never forget the words
they remind us, when time ends
we all win – we’ll finally be with Him
the One who came to redeem us
the One who ended fear
the One who will wipe away every tear
the One who is love so sincere
He is love that lives forevermore
He is love that opens the heart to assure
of forgiveness that takes away all doubt
offering assurance of life everlasting!
Our hearts are sought by the One who came
to show us His glory, to heal and destroy
the fear that dissuaded our souls,
fear that my heart can’t recall
because His love sends hope so strong
His love colors us in a courage that sings
of hope, faith and love – a harmony named ‘belief’.
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