Secrets

Secrets of the heart
mourning inside
my bloodshed soul
pain
darkness
controlling
drowning
keeping me down
making me fight
to come up
for a lifegiving breath
filling my lungs
and my soul
with the spirit
of a fighting person
And fight I will
to overcome
these secrets
that one day
won´t control me 
but let me 
move on.

Carved Paths

You cannot lose your loves--
they cling among the carved paths of heart
and memory
You--you whom I had sworn
would leave nothing behind
I would omit each gentle phrase
Memories of gardens and moments of grace
impassioned touch and love of words
of life,of love
Yet look--here you remain
revealed in the small nesting place
made inside
the battered paths of memory
I find to my irritation
that I no longer wish to omit
that love,that life
Indeed,it has become a part of me;
I cannot live without it.
And if you broke my heart ...once...
not so long ago, no matter,
hearts will heal.
The gifts you gave me linger on.
Come one day,
I may even thank you.

The Last Day of our life

Live each day of your life as though it'll be,
the last day with your loved ones you will be.
The last time you will have the chance to say,
you´re a great gift in my life and I love you today.
Who knows which one will be the first to go.
Maybe you,your son,your dad,who knows.
But each word you speak,each act you perform,
makes a mark in their life and a memory is born.

Will the memory be one you can be proud to claim,
or one that will put your love and heart to shame.
Will the one who´s left to carry on in this life,
remember joy with you or have memories of strife.
One can´t take back words nor say the unsaid,
Change from being moody and let the laughter be led.
Undo the moment that the temper did flare,
Plant a kiss,give a hug and show that you care.

Or will your smile warm the hearts of those you´re around,
will your unselfish kindness be their day´s joyous sound.
Will your heart display an interest in each moment they live
while presenting to them all your love you so lovingly give.
Moments are gone just the same as each breath,
and memories can´t be changed and neither can death.
You must live your life as though each moment is the last,
and create good memories for both present and past.

Heaven

Now that the mourning commotion around you has died down
the procession has passed by
the shuffling feet
Now I feel the deep silence coming
and in that silence
I shall meet you again.
Ever so often I will come across you
Too soon we say:It's over...
God only took away your body
not who you were
and what you said
Your soul will be with us forever
I shall always hear you
together we'll walk
talking
through the silent landscape
Now that my hands can't touch you no more
you touch my heart even clearer.

Inexpressible love

If words could say what I feel for you
I would cherish them in my heart
I would warm them in my hands
I would whisper them in your ear
And if I keep my silence
I hope you'll understand
that words are only words
So I just look at you and smile...
My inexpressible love.

My power

I am hungry for my power
not to control but to remember
who I am 
who I came here to be
and what I am here to do

I am hungry for faith in me
that moves me to action
I am hungry to feed on my birthright
I can feed on faith in my myself
one act after another
I can face my fear
apply my faith
I walk one step then another
attend to this day and leave the next one to itself

Faith is my power
one step at a time
Faith is believing 
acting
spending
It's all I need
to wrestle fear to the ground

Faith is remembering 
that's my next step
Faith is my power
made of faith
I am my power
do my faith
I live my power