serenity

silken swirls of soft shadows
cling to her gossamer wings
as she stretches and soars
her secret flight
known only to the sunlight
that surreptitiously beckons her

the silent wood
her stalwart sanctuary
slowly
surprisingly
shares with her its strength
and she surrenders to her destiny

Faerie's Kiss

he touches her face
leaving faerie dust in her hair
the softness of his breath
warming her skin

silently he unfolds her wings
from their hiding place
behind her back
gently waking her to her true self

who am i?

i am a blank slate
the past has been erased
the shadows of the chalk
leaving cloudy smears behind

i wonder if i have the guts now
to write what i want or
if i'll continue to write
what other people expect of me

submission

hold my hand
as we follow our hearts
and the footprints of our Faith

we give our souls
to the grace of God
and trust in His desire

swallow sorrow and regret
wash our hands of doubt
fill our eyes with light

with His radiance illuminating our path
the rain of Forgiveness
will carry us through

deliverance

You hold me close
when i cry in desperation

You let me go
when i am scared to stay

You show me the path
when i am lost and alone

You bring me home
when i finally submit to Your will

alone

she screams desperately inside her head
no one hears her there
the noise is deafening

was the silence better?

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sometimes, my poems don't accurately reflect my feelings - i imagine them worse and the words come. i read the words back to myself to figure out if they are really true. but no sense wasting a good poem or being scared that others will read it and think badly of me.