A big Thank you to my dear Husband Gerd for his patience
and encouragement for collecting the Poems written over
many years and placing them in this Book.
Poetry is found under the Headings of:
1) Seeds of the heart, religious Poems
2) Nature and Philosophy
3) That’s Life -daily living
4) Our Home Australia
5) Getting on in Life
6) Poems for Children
7) Just for the Fun of it
8) Golden Nuggets
9) German Poetry
Within these Poems I pray you find
Thoughts that will please
Both heart and mind
Ingrid
Seeds of the Heart Index
Index Page
All I need to be 4 + 5
A little prayer: Dear Saviour 6
Behold 6
Children of the promise 7
Come back 8
Destiny 8
Endless as the sea 9
Gods in embryo 9
Hope 10
See the day 10
Life’s fragile Flower 10
The perfecting of man 11
Apostasy- History 12
Joseph 13
The Nothing 14
The Key 15
The soul 15
Here 16
Drowning 16
Pledges 16
Long before 16
Where 17
Try 17
HE 18
Return 18
Tourists 18
The Plan: mighty 19
Children of all nations 19
He has 19
My Sailing ship 1 20 /21
Jesus of Nazareth 22
Joy eternal flame 23
Hearts of stone 24
Perfection 25
Let me hear 25
Questions 26
Repentance 26
Special times 27
The harvest song 27
In Christ reborn 28
Paradise 28
Let me hear 28
Living Waters 29
Make haste 30
Moroni 30
Paradise 31
The promise 31
Kind Redeemer 31
I’m going home 32
The Book 32
Judgement day 33
The Journey 34
Our Future 35
To reason 35
A hurt in the heart 35
Come Jesus 36
A Prayer 36
All Souls 37
Opposition 37
Reflections at Christmas 38
The plan: beyond the vails 39
The purpose of birth 39
The Price 40
The Road 41
The still small voice 41
Where you there? 42
We are 43
Things: so many things 43
Jesus Christ 44
Questions 45
Hope 45
Hope is a seedling 45
The greatest treasure 46
I don’t want 46
The reason 46
Our earth 47
A world 47
Consolation 48
Wishes 48
A time to resign 49
Gods plan of happiness 49
The power to change 50
Symptoms 50
Vain ambitions 51
We read 51
God’s Angels 51
Where the gentle 51
Faith 52
Petition 52
Ashes 53
Come friend 53
A promise 53
The Road 54
As long 54
Three Questions 55
I’m a child of God 56
My faithful friend 57
Gentle Jesus 58
To thee my God 59
All I need to be (a song)
Watch the flowers that grow or the flakes of snow,
Birds on feathered wing, hear the song thy sing,
The wild oceans roar on the rocky shore,
Or the clouds that fly in endless sky.
Chorus: now at last I see all I need to be,
Really need to be is me.
Ever searching for that sweet perfect life
While this world of ours knows but toil and strife.
Always wanting more, much more then we need.
Driven by our lusts, haunted by our greed.
Chorus:
Must I win the price held by men so high,
Must I wreck my brain just to qualify?
Must I be whatever folks want me to be?
When deep down I know I’m only me!
Chorus:
See the stars that shine on a clear dark night,
Shells in yellow sand by the ocean’s tide,
Broun leaves in the stream gently drifting by,
While the tree ferns whisper sweet lullabies.
Chorus;
Childhood dreams have fled, I am growing old
Things I see each day make the soul feel cold.
Ever pushing on, never knowing where
When I reach the end will I like it there?
Chorus:
Yes, at last I see,
All I need to be, really need to be, is me.
A little prayer
Saviour come to search my heart
Shape it, make the smallest part.
Thy heaven, thy worlds in eternity,
Hold me, enfold me, let me be,
Saviour a little more like thee.
Behold I prepare a Place for you
(Lessons learned in a dream)
Sunrise every morning, Sunset every day,
Time on wings of lightning softly slips away.
Like ripples on the water, or waves upon the sea;
The golden moments of each day - become Eternity.
Never did I stop to think nor even begin to know
The mansions of our Father are built by men below.
Mansions made of many bricks; bricks made up of time;
Fashioned by the hands of men; hands like yours and mine.
I see this house I built on earth; this house so very strange;
This house of black, grey, white and gold, in childlike ways arranged,
With skilful eye HE searched to find this house of mine to hold.
This mixed-up house I built on earth of black, grey, white and gold.
"I go", HE said, "I go ahead - a place I will prepare;
For I so long for every-one to find contentment there.
Use well your time, your time on earth, be wise my friend and know
The dwelling places found in Heaven are built by men below."
Sunrise every morning, sunset every day,
And time on wings of lightning still softly slips away
"A little longer let me stay, for Lord I long to see
A homely Cottage of pure white - there in Eternity."
Children of the Promise
We the children of the promise
Or this earth as stranger’s roam.
Children scattered through all nations
Once again are gathered home.
Home where loving arms are waiting
Home where peace will grace each day.
Home where pain and tears and sorrow
Never find a place to stay.
Banished there are death and sin
Banished there all earthly grieve.
For the father in his mercy
Fills each heart with sweet relief
Happy hours of joy and singing
As we enter through the gate
Come ye children of the promise
Come, oh come don’t hesitate.
Join the ranks, lift loud your voices,
Thank him, praise him and adore.
He our shield, our guide, our saviour,
He our King for evermore.
Come back (The song of a dream)
Come back to me, come back to me,
Come back to me and my song.
Leave far behind all earth care, forsake all evil; all wrong.
Just follow in the footsteps I left behind for you -
Just follow in hope, follow in love
I’m here to see you through. when all is dark around you,
When goals are out of sight;
Remember my friend
To take hold of my hand, I will lead you through the night.
Have courage my friend, be faithful,
For the time will not be long,
When you will be back home with me; back home with me and my song.
Destiny (a song)
We come to earth, don’t really know from where?
Life may be fun or hard to bear.
:|There’s joy and grief along the way,
That’s how things are, that’s how they’ll stay|:
We walk in darkness or in light,
We live in peace or choose to fight.
:|Still life will give and life will take,
As destiny unfolds our fate |:
We may be poor, or man of fame,
The hour comes, we’ re all the same.
:|For comes to us that final sleep,
Our mortal husk the earth will keep. |:
For as life comes, thus it will go,
Well, them that lived, well them that know.
:|To trust in God, to grow to learn
Time flies on wings that won’t return.
Endless
Endless, endless as the sea
Is the life He gave to me.
Endless, endless as the Sky
Are the thoughts that ever fly
Fly to span both time and space
To some old familiar place.
Where the soul will never roam
That longed-for place.
Our heavenly home.
Gods in Embryo
Psalm 86:6
Reading this Psalm, we come to know
That we are Gods in Embryo.
Send to earth to grow, to learn
Schooled for a glorious return,
Humans here, to be tested and fired,
Knowing sorrow and tears,
Feeling weary and tired.
We long to recall that final embrace
In visions of hope our Saviours face.
Long for peace and joy, the touch of his love,
Walk by faith each day, dream of heaven above.
Come dear Lord Jesus free us from sin,
Let thy sweet spirit dwell within.
For it’s a humbling thought to know
That we are Gods in Embryo.
Hope
Beyond the dark clouds that bring us the rain,
Hide visions of glory from heavenly plain.
Dance clouds bathed in sunshine,
Fly angels of light, with golden edged wings
To scatter the night.
Beyond the dark days of trouble and gloom,
Sleep oceans of peace caressed by the moon
Move currents and tides that touch every shore,
O bring solace and hope If we will but endure.
See
Know! the day you so much fear
Tomorrow will be gone.
The good Lord gives you strength
Which helps you carry on.
As bravely you walk down life’s pass.
You come to understand
That all the trials you face on earth
Lead to a joyful end.
Life
Life’s fragile flower “Life”
In Gods time,
Only one hour do we stay
To know the joy, the strive,
To face temptations,
Great and small.
To learn our God is overall
To walk by hope, to live by faith.
To find our way, to feel his grace.
For happiness that smiles above
To seek for peace
And Gods sweet love.
The perfecting of Man
How blessed to know the glorious plan?
The God’s had decreed for perfecting Man
For none of the Gods could do it alone
Far too great the task to bring countless
Souls --Intelligences safely back home.
Thus, three Gods united to labour as one
To fulfil their desires- The perfecting of Man.
God, Father, great Architect, Inspirator
God, Son, Creator and loving Saviour.
God, Spirit to enter each sacred Sphere
To testify, guide - all Truth to reveal
To the Souls on Earth Gods wonderful plan
Of the ever-evolving perfecting of Man.
To all that will search for that hidden Key,
Open their hearts to the Spirit- and see
That all of God’s Children in eons may be,
True heirs in the Realms of Eternity.
Apostasy
Prophets of old have long foretold our world would slowly fall,
Man would relent and thus give in to countless ways of mortal sin.
Oft times the heart cry’s out, oh no! for countless Souls shall never know
What need for power and greed have done, to the teachings of Gods son.
There once was one who thought it best to place gods’ laws and his own
Might into the self-same nest.
Another thought it oh so right to push Gods holy law of marriage
Simply out of sight.
Soon gone the time each righteous man held sacred Priesthood power
To bless both family and friends throughout life’s needy hour.
Still another forced the plan to take free agency from man.
No longer was man’s conscience free to choose the faith he longed to be.
Sinless Infants were baptised or Parents paid a fearful price.
To act against the ruling might left man’s hearts in constant plight.
To simple Folks would not be known the loving deeds that Christ had shown.
To read Gods words, would just belong, to priest’s versed in the Latin tong.
Gone from view the glorious plan, the pre-existent state of man.
Thus, centuries have past and gone, some people say were on our own
We need no God for all is well, there is no heaven, there is no hell.
But oh, they’re wrong, wrong as can be, for Father heard the desperate plea,
Of humble souls that prayed to know which faith to cherish, pass to go.
Joseph
A boy once prayed with all his might
Wanting to know which Church was right?
As he beheld a vision clear.
And wisdoms words fell on his ear.
Join none of them, he heard Christ say,
For all of them have gone astray.
The time has come for man to hear
My voice ones more within their ear.
Freed from the errors of the past.
Truth shall be taught on earth at last.
Salvation’s blessings to all man.
And all God’s children know again.
The Covenants of Christ, Gods son,
To lead his ransomed children home.
The Nothing.
Who is the Nothing?
Well!
He is: The one we fail to see!
But he sure does not like it to find a soul that’s free.
Loves to control weak mortal men, loves to play boss.
Never cares for human pain or freedom they have lost.
Plans his unassuming games with Wim’s of Ne-ga-ti vi ty.
Destroyer of man’s precious souls, ruthless Ad-ver-sa ry.
Where then is the Nothing?
Well!
He’s round us everywhere.
He’s favoured place the hearts of folks who do no longer care,
Folks fallen for his threatful game
That brings but tears and shame and pain.
Should you care not to belief, go and watch the news,
Wake up your feeble sleepy soul, behold the naked truth.
This world of ours knows far too much of misery and grief.
Mother earth longs for some peace, some blessed sweet relief.
Where did the Nothing come from?
Well!
From Godly realms on high.
Thought to destroy man’s agency, caused turmoil in the sky
Thus, Father cast him to the earth, drove him from his sight.
Many followed him that morn, whilst the heavens cried.
Down here he’s still unhappy, as well he ought to be,
Wanting us to join his ranks and all its misery.
So, let us heed Gods warnings, be valiant and see.
That only faith and fervent prayer
Will keep our Soul, will keep our life,
From master” Nothing “free”
The Key
And thus, the scriptures are the key
To open views, to help us see.
Of all we need to do and know
And understand so we can grow
To keep us safe from hidden snares.
From unseen foes and worldly cares.
The Soul
The soul is intelligence, heavenly light.
Closed in mortality’s fleeting plied
Send to this realm of sorrow and pain
To experience joy, knowledge to gain.
To learn, to share and daily show
To him who send us here below
That someday even we may be,
Forgiving, gracious, loving as “HE”
Here
Here to uphold one another
Through many of life’s cloudy days.
Here to support one another
Through many of life’s hidden ways.
Here for holding each other up.
Here to fill one an other’s cup.
Pushing each other on, ever on
Until it is time to return back home.
Drowning
Drowning in the waters of our feelings,
Holding to the ores upon life’s sea,
Longing to touch distant memories,
And peace to set us free.
Pledges
Far the harbours light that promise safety,
Unknown storms which blow on distant shore.
Setting out to labour in God’s Vineyard
Keeping pledges, we had made before.
Long before
Long before the stars where set in orbit,
Or tides would ride the phantoms of the sea.
Long before our human hearts knew feelings
Our loving Father knew both you and me.
Were
To laugh, to cry, to win, to lose
To work it out, to think, to choose,
What brought us here, what bids us stay?
What keeps us going day by day?
Where is the hand that drew the plan?
Our stay on earth. This test for man?
Where is freedom, where is light?
Where the end to life’s dark night?
Where is love and where is peace?
When shall fear and sorrow cease?
Not now! but soon! so laugh, so cry,
And never question where or why,
Earth hold’s fire beneath the ice,
Life, sweet life God’s chosen vice
To shape our souls for Paradise.
Try
We try so hard- so very hard to see life hidden plan
Jet through it all and over all, we know we seldom can.
So, complex is the human soul, unsearchable and wide.
Like wind or water, drifting clouds or restless Ocean tide.
He
He who does all things well,
To whom we turn our grieve to tell.
Will see and know the reason why
We love, we lose, we live and die.
For unto Him all things are known.
And He will safely guide us home,
Where love and Friendship have no end.
He. He our Guide, our King, our Friend.
Return
Too much Greed and Power rule this our world of woe.
Nations lost in mass confusion, don’t know where to go.
Too many laws that ever take,
The strength of Souls until they break.
Where are we going? When will it end?
When will you return, gentle Jesus our Friend?
Tourists
Tourists from a distend sphere
Exiled to gain knowledge here.
Chimes of heaven, chains of hell
Intertwined on earth they dwell
Knowledge how we longed for it,
Experience we thronged for it’
Hammer, chisel form the stone
Of earthly choices God’s are born.
The Plan
Mighty all God’s preparations
To create this Place called earth.
To bestow on all his children
Joyful, glorious mortal birth.
A place for all to grow to learn
To graduate for their return
To walk by faith right to the end
Once more to be with thee
Our God, eternal Friend.
Children of all Nations
Children of all nations wide
Gather round, make haste.
Soon the King of King returns.
There is no time to waste.
Doubts that covered heart and mind
Submit to reason sway,
Truth and love once more are found
In these the Latter Days.
He has
He designed the plan; He has marked the way.
That will lead us through each new born day.
Has charted the currents which cross the deep,
Appointed the Angels to guard our sleep.
Navigates winds ruling earth and sky.
Escorts our souls as homewards they fly.
My Sailing ship (The Gospel)
I own a Ship, a Sailing Ship, her Banners are unfurled.
Her name is Truth and Freedom, I sail her round the World.
I like to sail from Sea to Sea to Lands of ev'ry Clime,
And tell the People everywhere about this Ship of mine.
Her Mast is called the Gospel so plain to ev'ry View.
A mast that stands so bold and strong for me! And yes, for you.
A Mast that will not bend nor break, as Time and Storms go by.
The Gospel true restored to Man, by Angels from on High.
Her Sails are Faith that ever wings towards the azured Sky.
Set out to catch the winds of Hope, as Time and Storms go by,
Oh, let that Faith on Eagles Wings, take flight across the Sea,
Oh, let that Faith on Wings of Hope return my God to Thee.
Her steering wheel are humble prayers, that keep the Course aright
With courage strong, and trusting Heart to keep the Goal in Sight.
His unseen Hand directs the pass-through stormy Night and Day.
Reminding onward ever more, be humble as you Pray.
Her Compass are the Golden Rules, laid down since Time began.
The Lord calls them Commandments, he gave them unto Man
He wants us to be Happy, He wants us to be True
He wants us to come back to him He loves us me and you.
Her Deck are sacred writings put down in holy Books
For every Plank there is a Page come see, come read, come look.
How great the love and wisdom? He gave to Man below
As on the Deck of Truth and Light and Knowledge we may go.
A Ship must have an Anchor one that will never fail
The Cross shall be her Anchor as she sets out to sail
The Anchor to rely on as Storm and Cloud appear,
The Saviour to depend on will banish every Fear.
You ask what is her Cargo?
within her Bow and Hold?
My Friend draw close, see for yourself
No Merchandise of Gold.
The Treasures I would choose to bring
Our Mortal Eyes can’t see.
Their names are Love and Faith and Hope
Are Joy and Charity.
Had I a Wish, a single Wish, I know what it would be!
That all God’s Children round the World, would own a ship like me.
Jesus of Nazareth
See the great crowds as they throng their way
Through the villages bordering the sea.
People come out, to see, to hear this stranger from Galilee.
He walks tall midst the crowd, this wondrous man,
His eyes filled with wisdom and love.
Speaks words that teach in simple ways;
The will of his Father above.
By the thousands they gather from near and far;
Gather close round his knees on the ground,
Where with outstretched arms He boldly declares
The Sermon on the Mount.
The lepers are healed, the blind made to see;
The young man's body from spirits set free.
From the narrow lanes you can hear them cry,
"Jesus from Nazareth just walked by."
The maim and sick to Him they bring,
As they call Him, "Rabbani, Prophet, King."
To see His hands with their wondrous touch;
The hands that would heal and do so much.
As their burdens He lifted, for joy they cry,
"Jesus from Nazareth walked by."
The dead are raised and thousands feed;
The crippled and lame leap from their bed.
Through the Olive Groves, you can hear them cry,
"Jesus from Nazareth just passed by."
And then the day, the prophesied day,
As Christ to Jerusalem makes his way
For betrayal, the scourge and Calvary
Keeping promises made for you, for me
The voice longs to sing, as the soul joins the cry
Jesus of Nazareth, Saviour, King
Jesus of Nazareth just walked by.
Joy, eternal Flame of heaven
Ingrid’s translation of Friedrich Schillers Ode an die Freude.
Joy, eternal flame of heaven, gift from holy spheres divine.
Fill with rapture all who enter through the portals of thy shrine.
Thy sweet magic binds forever all that fashions would divide.
Ev'ry man becomes a brother, where thy gentle wings abide.
Thy embrace holds fast all nations; blesses men with peace and love -
For a loving God and Father reigns o'er starry shores above.
Joy that magic quill has written, laws all nature will abide.
Joy's eternal wheels are turning, where the planets orbits fly.
Blossoms from the bud you summon; Sun's will set in endless space.
Vast creations - new beginnings, far beyond the wise man's gaze.
Joy, the ever-ruling reason, throughout heavens glorious plan.
Hasten brothers, do not linger, victory to every man.
Courage bring in times of sorrow help where innocence will weep;
Strength for battles of tomorrow, from thy fountains pure and deep.
Has sweet fortune smiled upon you, just to call one soul your friend?
Then, oh brother - thank your Maker, praise Him to your journeys end.
Fill the ranks - march forth to battle,
With a will that's firm and brave.
Ingrid’s finish
Shout His name -sing sweet hosannas
Jesus Christ alone will save.
Jesus Christ alone will save.
Hearts of stone
All the mountains, all the oceans
Show their ever-true devotions
Oft the human heart alone
Turns away, is cold as stone.
All the creatures on this earth
In due seasons show their worth
Oft the human heart alone
Turns away, is cold as stone.
Every tree and every flower
Praise the name of God each hour
Oft the human heart alone
Turns away is cold as stone
Father help our eyes to see,
Love alone can set us free
Love alone will guide us home
To warm hearts, cold as stone.
Perfection
In the depths of the ocean’s kind loving breast,
Some little stones lay in timeless rest
Longing for the blessed day,
When the currents flow would bear them away
To the coastline, the water’s edge let us go.
Know of sunshine, wind, thunder and rain,
Toss under us waves, lift up us again.
Wear off these rough edges,
Don’t spare us the pain.
For someday” He “whilst passing by, will bend to pick
from the foreshores wide land.
With words of praise and joyous heart,
You and I, to take home as glittering gems
Let me hear
Loving Saviour let me hear gentle whisperings of thy voice.
In thy healing touch of love ever shall my soul rejoice.
In thee only will I rest, to thee will I bring
Solemn, sacred, sweet devotions, Prophet, priest and king.
Till my walk on earth is through, let me lean my friend on you.
Questions
What would we be without god’s word?
A cloud without a sky,
A fish without the deep blue sea,
A bird that cannot fly.
What would we be without god’s love?
The earth without the sun,
A flower without water,
A deer that cannot run.
What would we be without god’s grace?
An arrow without goal,
A child without a mother,
A wheel, that cannot roll.
What would we be without God’s plan?
A journey soon to end
A life devoid of faith and hope,
A soul without a friend.
Repentance
Dear Lord how could I ever let go of thy loving hand?
How could I begin to endeavour? to find sweet Emmanuel's land?
The Pass here is dark and dreary, the storm clouds hover round.
My boat is adrift in the breakers, my anchor torn off the ground.
And often times I wonder! Is this my time to know?
How lost a soul can feel whilst searching here below,
Without your love there is nothing to gain,
All efforts of life are empty and vain.
Kind Lord forgive my faltering Heart,
Help me to be valiant, find a new start,
Turn my face, turn my heart, far from all sin.
Open your arms Lord let me come in,
Let me fly, let me fly back to your side.
There in your mantle of peace let me hide,
Hold me close until life’s journey is through,
Let me stay dear saviour forever with you.
Special Times
It was a time a special time
When Jesus Christ, our Lord, was born.
When He, Gods Son became a Man to bring to pass Salvations Plan.
It was a time a special time
When Jesus Christ walked by the sea,
To teach Gods Love, to show the way, and gently beckoned follow me.
It was a time a special time
When Jesus Christ on Calvary’s Hill,
Laid down his life, to ransom men, and thus, fulfilled the Fathers will.
It is a time a special time,
When his sweet spirit fills the heart,
When deep inside we feel his love, when of his Kingdom we’re a part.
There are so many special times,
Bright diamonds of eternity.
But none so clear, as that bright light, that leads us home our God to thee.
The Harvest (a song)
Off to the harvest brothers ripe is the field and wide
Sing loud your song of harvest near draws the evening tide.
Few are the hours remaining the time to gather in
The scattered sheep of Israel to save them from their sin.
Fear not because your father bids you to hurry on.
The path for you is charted the day is almost gone.
Hark brothers, come and listen hear how the lost sheep plead.
Go free them from the thicket and from the pit’s so deep.
Go brother’s do not linger go with unerring faith
Break off the tempter’s shackle’s go free the human race.
The path is straight and narrow leading to freedom and love
Gather the lost Sheep of Israel for Christ our Saviour above.
In Christ reborn
Could this heart stop beating? could this spirit fly?
No salty tears of sorrow these eyes of mine would cry.
Eager to leave this checkerboard made up of night and day,
Gladly I go with head held high to leave this house of clay.
Far, would I bid my soul to roam to lofty spheres on high
Beyond the moon, beyond the stars to that bright shining sky.
There to behold Christ's kingly face, once more to feel his warm embrace,
There in that longed for glory morn, released from sin, in Christ reborn.
Paradise
There's nothing here worth crying for
Worth labouring, worth dying for.
Except it be the sacred prize,
The entry key to paradise.
There's nothing here worth mourning for
Worth scheming, worth adorning for,
Except it be the sacred prize,
The entry key to paradise.
There's nothing here, for all is vain,
For all earth's gold will not attain-
Nor win for man that longed for prize;
The entry key to paradise.
Living Waters (A Song)
Brother standing by the river
Sister walking by the sea.
Come partake of living water
That was made for you and me
Come partake of living water
Don’t be thirsty anymore.
As you journey on life’s highway
As you travel on the shore.
Oh, he looked and saw so many
In the early morning light.
Only few were there at sunset
As the day gave way to night.
Had they wandered in the desert?
Strayed to far, and lost their way?
Cannot hear their shepherd calling
Haste, make haste, come back today.
Come partake of living water
Fill your soul with trues and light.
Don’t you know HIS living water
Leads you through the darkest night.
Come partake of living water,
Come and bask out in the sun.
Take the hand of one called Jesus,
And your best times just begun.
Make Haste
Make haste Emmanuel, make haste, bring forth the glorious morning.
Make haste Emmanuel, make haste, bring forth the promised dawning.
The prophesied millennium, where sin and sorrow cease,
The time to seal all Adam's race, the time of love and peace.
Make haste ye nations all make haste, prepare for His returning.
Make haste, prepare your hearts and minds, for Him, our deepest yearning.
Our God, our King, Emmanuel will come in clouds of light.
Will free all men from Satan's grasp; will end this world’s dark night.
Moroni (set to music)
Angel of Glory - Angel of light, Angel who visited Joseph that night;
Came to reveal a most glorious plan -Came to restore precious truths to all man.
Chorus:
Moroni: Prophet of past ages, I know the words I read are meant for me.
In silent awe I read these sacred pages and feel the Saviour’s love encircle me.
Angel of Promise - Angel of love, sent by our Father in heaven above;
Came to return precious truth that was lost, came to bring hope from a far distant past.
Chorus
Angel of beauty - Angel foretold, bringing to man precious doctrines of old,
Came to restore all that man needs to know, to see Fathers Kingdom thus flourish and grow.
(Last line optional)
To see Fathers Kingdom eternally grow.
The Promise
Standing side by side on vast pre-mortal plain?
Where noble spirits linger for departure to earthly domain.
Did we make solemn promise there?
Endeavouring to bring? the children of our Father home
To be with HIM again?
Our journey here has taken us through many a tide and time.
Ofttimes, we fail to understand, the reasons or the rhyme.
Oft days are sad and lonely,
The road is dark and far;
The veil our father drew in love,
Oft hides the nearest star.
Loving Father hear our prayer;
Send thy sweet spirits glow,
Help us to find thy precious lambs
Whilst searching here below.
Teach us, show us hidden wisdom, leave us not alone,
Guide us, thou most Holy Shepherd,
Claim us as thine own.
Kind Redeemer
When we walk through darkest night, when we feel life's bitter sting,
Kind Redeemer, Saviour, King you're the one that makes us sing.
When confusion, error, sin, close all doors so we can't see,
Oh, then Lord of all Creation, you taught truth that sets us free.
When we need someone to hold us, when we bend beneath life’s care
Oh, then Saviour, proven friend, you’re the one who’s always there.
When the raging sea is tossing, when our boat drifts on its own,
Oh, then captain, navigator, you’re the one to guide us home.
I'm going home
I'm going home, I'm going home,
To meadows green with flowers over grown.
Soon I'll be there, soon I'll be there,
Back home with you were all is fair.
Back home where all is joy, is Pease,
Where earthly fears and sorrow cease.
Where all I hoped through life I'll find.
Where thoughts are gentle, folks are kind.
Where fountains sing sweet lullaby
And sunbeams play in azured sky.
Blue birds chirp the whole day through
Soon, soon I'll be back home with you.
Back home where I behold your face,
One’s more to feel your warm embrace.
Oh, hear my plea Lord, see me through,
Until I’m back, back home with you.
Don't leave me here where I'm alone,
Don't close the door, I'm coming home.
Books
wisdom of the ages
Contained in sacred pages
Are oft-times resting in our weary hands
And oft their precious power,
Is locked in Prisons tower
Because we simply fail to understand
The precious teachings they convey
Eludes our eager mind
Oh, help us Lord of Wisdom
The golden Key to find
That sets the spirit free
That leds us back to thee.
Judgment Day
When men are placed beneath God's
Microscope on Judgement Day.
Where all will be revealed according to his way
When fears and tears, the longings of the heart
When page by page the book of life he reads
From end to start.
When we will stand in his revealing light
Beyond the turmoil of earth bitter blight.
It's then each trembling heard will surly know
How much we failed and strayed whilst here below.
It's then we may admit it's far too late.
To enter through that fair celestial gate,
Dear God of mercy help our eyes to see,
The kind of folks we really need to be,
Teach us obedience, grant us faith and hope
Help us to pass that final test
Beneath your microscope
The journey
(Leaving our Pre-existence:)
Oh, how gentle blow the breezes on the day we first set sail
Sunshine mirrored in our souls, promised life’s sweet fairy-tale
Forth and onward, new adventures, lay in each approaching wave
To the signs of earthly dangers, not a single thought we gave,
On with laughter, on with singing through the spray towards our dreams
Overhead the seagulls winging, all but lost beyond our gaze
For our goal lay in the distance, over hazed horizons way
And to reach our destination we sailed on without dismay.
(Life on Earth:)
Soon the hours of day were fading into darkness of the night
Only stars to lead and guide us kept direction in our sight
Storm clouds gathered, waves tossed higher,
As we drifted oh so far, from the safety of the Harbour
Lost beneath a million stars ah! the morn of our departure
We remembered it no more. Fervently we prayed kind God
Guide us too that far off shore
.
(Our journey back home:)
As the new dawn’s glorious sunlight glides across an endless sea.
Towers of yonder city beggon weary soul come home to me
As we step onto the landing, broken oar and tattered sail
We relate our life’s encounters, like a wondrous fairy tale.
Our Future
Our future is like a far distant land
In a valley protected and warm.
Beyond the far sea - on a far distant shore
Oft I dream of her beauty and charm.
For often the bitter storms of life
Barr the passage that leads back home;
It is then that I hear a beckoning voice,
"Press forward, press forward, be strong.
Don't fear the waves, the breakers, the storm;
Have hope, have faith, press forward, come home.
Believe in sweet victory; the fight's not in vain.
Go forward brave heart, go forth and attain!!"
To Reason
He is our Father; we are his child.
Then surly it stands but to reason.
That we could grow up to be like him
Whenever that time or that season.
He has sent us to earth, this mortal sphere
Decreed we should learn and study here
Experience much we must know, must see.
That in distant eons, like HIM we may be?
A hurt in the heart
Don’t know what to call it, nor just what to say?
There’s a hurt in the heart for things far away.
It’s a memory stored in the deeps of the soul,
Demanding an answer to make our life whole.
Come Jesus come
Daily Souls pray: Come, Lord Jesus come
Even as did John the beloved on Patmos Isle.
Watching our world plagued by sorrow and sin,
Knowing that Christ alone will bring.
Order and Solace to dear mother earth,
To rally the souls of heavenly worth
Wiping the tears from many a face.
Showing nations his bounteous grace
Christ’s admonition!
No man knows the hour of my coming
The Father alone knows when I shall appear.
No! not even the angels at heaven’s gate
We need to be patient and prayerfully wait.
Not like the five virgins unprepared
As at midnight the Bridegroom’s Party appeared.
A Prayer
Would in the stillness of the night,
An angel touch your mind,
To show you scenes of happiness
To fill your soul with light.
A light of inner joy and peace,
To calm your troubled heart,
Guide you through each cloudy day,
To stay and never part.
All Souls
All Souls come to earth to choose
The Person they would be,
To rise above earth petty things or dwell in misery.
Yes, all Souls come to earth to search
The Person they would be,
For all must search the hidden depth
That holds life’s mysteries.
All Souls come to earth to find
The Person they would be,
In each Soul lies the unseen power
To turn that sacred key.
Yes, all Souls come to earth to find
The Person they would be,
To hide in darkness or to shine,
For all the world to see.
All Souls come to earth to show
The Person they would be,
To chain their own immortal Souls
To follow God’s eternal Laws.
And keep their conscience free.
Yes! All Souls come to earth to show,
The Person they would be
To win or lose, to rise or fall,
Lord help our Eyes to see.
Opposition
How low must we go? how high may we fly?
Is our domain the earth or the sky?
Who makes the decisions, who the degree?
In which of these spheres the soul shall be?
Or is it mere fact for each soul to know.
The sweet from above, as the bitter below?
By the deeps of the farrow, it’ height shall be known.
The reason, the rhyme why each soul on its own,
Must stumble, must fall, to rise, to fly,
To make their domain the earth or the sky.
Reflections at Christmas
The children play with new gained toys,
The happy games that children play.
Whilst others sit and watch a show
To end this lovely Christmas day.
As for myself I sit and bonder,
Reflect, recall and often wonder
About His life, His humble birth,
A place called heaven; this place called earth.
About the songs I fail to sing, the joys I hide and keep within.
The words that stay unspoken, like seeds in shells unbroken.
COME
Father, the son you send to earth
To conquer sin and strife,
To drink the bitter cup alone,
To win eternal life.
To show all men the way back home,
To take us by the hand,
Who came and said: Come follow me!
To fair Emmanuel’s land.
The Plan
Beyond the veils of stardust
Are father’s realms of light?
. Where Gods eternal made the plan
The destiny for mortal man.
For father’s glory by decree
Will lead man to eternity?
To make them holy, make them pure,
To mould them for celestial shore.
Thus, by his power the world’s creation.
A dwelling place for man’s probation.
A time for souls to grow, to learn,
The blessed gift of Christ’s salvation.
To search, to find, for souls to earn
By faith and works their exaltation.
The purpose of Birth
Tread boldly, treat boldly, as you walk here on earth.
Tread boldly, and know He who gave mortal birth,
Has sent you to follow the words of his Son,
Tread boldly and do all that needs to be done.
For to conquer, to win you came to the earth.
To work out your salvation is the purpose of birth.
The Price
Walking by the foreshores land
I found a stone all smooth and round,
It felt so good within my hand
It spoke, yet never made a sound
Human do you understand
How I became to be?
A pleasant object in your hand
Then understand and see,
How waves have tossed me to and froe
Through endless night and day,
I did not hide beyond the tide
When it was time to pay.
For rock or human soul alike
The process is the same,
Wouldst thou be perfect, win the price
Then yours needs be the pain.
The Road
The road, the straight and narrow, Christ taught us to pursue.
The road, the straight and narrow, he built for me and you
Build it for peace, for safety, when life is dark and long,
Footsteps are weary, tired, the heart devoid of song,
Remember my child each new sunrise
Will vanquish the darkness of night
The road the straight and narrow
Will lead you back to the light.
Christ has marked the pass, He has shown the way
That will lead us all Home to our father someday.
The still small Voice
There’s vanity in most we see, in riches, pride and fame.
The Master said: Give of yourself and blessed shall be your name.
Put far from thee the foolish things the world so freely gives,
The Master said: Come follow me, Come, bid your soul to live.
For all who serve and ever strive, to live the Masters way,
Will know of peace, of joy and love, from day to lovely day.
The Master said: Take care my child, in all you say and do
The road is narrow, follow on. and I will see you through.
Behold my words are written for all to freely see
The words that mark the way to heaven,
And to Eternity.
Where you there
Bounteous earth, golden sand,
Mighty Ocean - Rocky land.
Did you hear him say,” let there be" Light”?
As He caused the Sun to shine?
As fashioned the dark of night?
As he fixed the planets orbits,
When he set the seasons right,
Were you there to watch him sow?
The grass, the flower, the tree?
Did you watch the first time ever?
The moon rose o’r the sea?
Did you see the clouds ablaze?
In the distant sunset's glow?
Were you there to see God's hand,
So very long ago?
Did you see the first of creatures?
Roaming o’er the fertile land?
Were you there to see him breathe?
Life into mortal man?
Did you hear him as he taught?
Without faith human kind would fall?
Tell me rocks, earth, sand and oceans,
Were you there to witness all?
Thus, the world in endless motion?
Ever more rolls on, rolls on.
Generations come, Generations go
In this our earthly home,
Mother Earth alone remains to see the threads that weave eternity
.
We are
The black the white, the dark the light
Abyss or star apart so far
Still, within each human soul
A picture clear, a record whole.
Thou shalt not surely die
But thou shalt have knowledge
And thou shalt be even as the Gods.
Thou shalt know good from evil
Joy and grief, happiness and pain.
To man of clay, elusive things
. The tools of God, like sacred strings
The heart, the mind, the human soul.
The test of life, to make us whole
, To help us learn, to make us grow.
For, we are Gods in embryo.
Things
So many things to know, so many things to learn,
So many promises to keep until we shall return.
Until we find the door to peace and joy and love,
Until we see the face of one who waits above?
When on desires of mortal men, the final door must close.
Oh, then, the weary soul of man, finds blessed sweet repose.
Jesus Christ
Jesus Christ the Prince of Heaven
Choose to pay the Price, for all our foolish deeds
All acts that were unwise
.
Jesus Christ The God of heaven
Made the day, the night, set a billion stars in order.
Created worlds of light.
Jesus Christ the son of heaven
Rejoiced in father’s plan, pledged his life a ransom
To rescue mortal men.
Jesus Christ the Lord of heaven
Told us how to pray, how to treat Gods children
Throughout lives stormy day.
Jesus Christ the bread of heaven
Feeds us with his love, takes our hand to lead us
Home to our God above.
Jesus Christ the lamb of heaven
A love of untold worth, thought it wise to grand us birth
On this place called earth.
Jesus Christ the son of God
Showed us how to live, taught that all who love him
Like him, should freely give.
Jesus Christ the son of man
Said, come and follow me, I will lead you safely home,
Will set you spirit free.
Jesus Christ the Judge of heaven
Will reward and bless all souls according to their works
To dread or happiness.
Questions
Is it uphill or down I just need to know?
Am I bound, am I free, am I all I can be?
Do I have the courage to spread my wings?
Or sit here and pine for familiar things?
Like the Gumtrees glow in the fading light,
Or the moons childlike play on a stormy night?
Where are the friends, the songs we once sang?
Where gone all the time, oh it’s been so long.
Guess I’m just recalling days of my youth.
And it’s easy to stray from the simple truth.
That times have changed; time has moved on
Leaving deep in the heart a longing for home.
Oh yes, many years have passed, have gone,
In my soul I hear lines of an old, old song.
On this earth, you must learn to pay the price
Know the essence of life is sacrifice.
Hope
Hope, sweet Hope is a magic word
It leaves no human heart unstirred.
When storms arise, hope bids us stay
To lead us on, to show the way.
A faithful Anchor bright and sure
That helps the human Soul endure.
Hope is the beat within the heart
When all seams lost finds a new start.
Hope is a treasure, a gift from above
Given to Man by our God of love.
Hope
God, Father of mankind in our hearts you planted
A seed called hope, a seed that nurtures human hearts,
Helps fearful, doubting souls to cope,
Many a trial throughout life we endure,
Before we reach that promised shore,
Before our weary eyes will see,
The threads that weave Eternity.
The greatest Treasure
The greatest Treasure of the Soul
To scatter strife, to make us whole
Is to know the holy name of Jesus.
He guards us, he is always there,
Hears each honest heartfelt prayer.
Calms our hearts, shares our grief
In times of trial brings sweet relive,
Just take hold of the Saviours hand,
Follow to sweet Emanuel’s Land
To meadows green, to Valley’s fair.
Learn of the wonders he will share,
With all the souls he won on earth.
Minds who found the glorious worth
Ears that will hear his quiet plea.
Come my child, come follow me.
I don’t want
I don’t want power, don’t need fame
Nor precious things like gold.
I know the name of “Jesus”
Whose precious life was sold?
To pay the price for error, sin?
To open wide the gates of heaven?
For all repentant humble souls to freely enter in.
The reason
The reason I forever more will worship, honour and adore
The blessed name of “Jesus “I don’t need power, fame or gold
In him I fount all wealth untold, He burst death Chains, to set me free
To him shall all the Glory be, now! and throughout Eternity.
Our Earth
Dear Jesus see the Earth is tired
She groans, beneath the sins of men.
Losing from her boundless treasures,
Things we cannot replace again.
Mankind has plundered her for Gold,
Aimlessly taken, carelessly sold.
Her precious gifts of nature’s glory,
With fearful hearts we tell her story,
Pollutions hide the azured sky.
Her forests burn, her oceans cry.
Fish and bird no longer flourish
In God’s given sphere.
In the waste of manmade rubbish
They just disappear.
Many a beast you once created
Has vanished from our side,
Come back creator of the earth.
Come back to make things whole once more.
Come back to set things right.
A World
A World filled with deception, lies heaped upon more lies
One needs not to be learned, nor even very wise.
For our good Father up above gave us eyes to see
How many souls are filled with fear? Nations no longer free,
Evidence clear to behold, most anyone can tell
Things many souls believe these days, are messages from hell.
Too long has man ignored the truth, as taught in days gone by.
Clever men that hide the truth, how will they qualify?
For Fathers kingdom up above
His glorious light and endless love.
Consolation
How excellent her time would be?
In paradise dear God with thee.
Thou short her hourglass on earth,
The more there be her time of mirth.
I can but write of sure believe,
Alas it’s truth she won’t receive.
There’s nothing, nothing I can do,
Then place my trust dear God in you,
For you alone can see the end
Of all your children’s destinies
Safe and secure
Within thein hand.
Wishes
In Fathers Realms are many Mansions
It’s true, the Bible tells me so.
When I’ve done all my tasks on Earth
I pray my Lord will let me go,
To see the beautiful white Mansions
The pearly Gates, the streets of Gold.
But then there is a quiet longing
Of things dear Jesus left untold.
How could I ever feel at Home?
Without the Meadow, Birds or Trees
The Garden old, the little Cottage
The Flowers visited each morning
By Butterflies and Honeybees.
Dear Father I just love the beauty
Jehovah fashioned just for me
And I am grateful for the blessings
My heart can feel, my eyes can see.
When my soul’s bound for heaven
I hope that you won’t mind
To look around your heaven
To find a country home for me.
A time to resign
When we are down on our knees to pray
No longer quite knowing just what to say.
Our Heart all choked up with silent fear,
That Father in Heaven no longer does hear.
It’s time to follow our Lord to the Garden,
To kneel and ask for a merciful pardon,
For often there’s only one thing to do,
We must learn to obey, Saviour as you
Alone in the dark, away from the light,
Relenting all self-will, resisting to fight.
We need to be patient. submit to Gods will.
Recalling the words, troubled soul be still,
Be still and know that I’m God.
I’m always near to share your load.
Praying-------- just saying:
Father, thy will -not mine be done,
Even as Jesus Christ thei son.
God’s Plan of Happiness
Eternal Spirit and Earth-born Body are the Soul of mortal man.
Spirit brought forth by our Father above endowed with intelligence, talent, love
Are endless, created never to die, sent here, to grow, to seek and to qualify.
Some stay for the briefest moments, returning from whence they came.
Becoming part of a Family tree, receiving a mortal body,
Are given their very own name, mothers cry, as they say goodbye.
To their little ones precious and fair, noble spirits not called upon
Pain and sorrow on earth to bear, if short their Hourglass on earth.
The more time in heaven they gain, for on resurrection morning
They will be united again; parents will have their lost children.
Children their parents shall know, together as families forever
Throughout all Eternity go, Father’s Plan of happiness
Is: all of his children through the blessed gift of Christ
To exalt and eternally bless.
The Power to change
So, you regret deeds of the past?
Believing you could never change.
But there is one who has the power
And love to help you rearrange.
Your life!
Just know our God would never break
Your own determent, stubborn mind.
BUT! without Faith, or honest work
The lost stay lost; the blind still blind.
You can!
Gave you the right to choose.
See choices, you would make
Till negatives have taught you
All wrongs to shun, all evil to forsake.
Keep trying!
He knows that growth is needed
From each most precious soul
To gather in a bounteous harvest
To make salvation Whole
Well done!
Symptoms
If miseries are the symptoms of a hungry human soul
Then surly there are cures to make the wounded whole
In these our days the human race forever on the run
Seeking fleeting pleasures, demanding instant fun.
People are neglecting their own, their precious soul
Having gone astray, lost their self-control
Our Father sends reminders, to show our erring ways
Often painful to endure, still manifests his grace
He calls, for he desires to always set things right
He sees our troubled hearts, knows all our earthly plight
Is there to calm our weary Soul,
Will led us through the night,
So sad to Know
Our own our vain desires
Will keep us from His side.
Vain ambitions
So many things I dream to do
Lord help me choose the right
Let not my vain emption’s smoother
The truth, the way, the light.
We read
Often times we read the words
Come follow, follow me
Grand us the faith, the vision
Help us dear Lord to see
That through the whisperings
Of thei voice,
By acts of daily humble choice
We may become
Dear Saviour, Lord like thee.
Gods Angels
The sky may be dark or a radiant blue
God’s angels are near to watch over you
Remember all that you think, say or do
Guard thine own heart be honest, be true.
Let all that is noble adorn your life
Avoid places and people that cause
Heartache and strife, keep Fathers laws
Be loving, be kind, then blessed peace
and contentment you find.
Were
Where the gentle breezes of love do not blow
Only noxious, earth-rooted weeds will grow.
Where the glorious rays of hope are not found
Only sadness, despair and dejection abound,
Where there is no vision, there is no faith
The world is a dreary and lonesome place.
Faith
The shoulder to the joke
Hands to guide the plough
To cut each furrow deep and straight
Is all that matters now
Feet on gospel ground
Faith fixed on the goal
Labour, hope and prayer
Will find you in his care.
Petition
Prophets, Poets, Sages, wisdom of the ages
Holy spirit from above let me feel thy guiding love
Let me know the words I write, stand close by
Don’t leave my side,
Let thy promptings be my light.
Ashes
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Back to the earth, we must, we all must
Return to our mother that gave us birth
Granted us life on this planed called earth
Like the leaves on a tree, we dance for a season
Some Souls never query the rhyme nor the reason
Soon with the winter’s storms we fall
Back to the earth who provided all
Much we have learned, still little we know
Of life, of creation nor of dwelling below.
Still, something inside stirs our memory
Telling us softly You are so much more
So much more than a leave on a tree.
Come Friend
Come Friend let us ponder God’s word’
The word’s, we love and adore
Wisdom shared by Prophets of old
Far too precious for man to ignore.
See, Adam fell that man might be
Men are that they may have joy
Then let us search, let us grow
For soon we must return back home
To the place left behind long ago.
A Promise
Our dear Lord has promised
He would return some day
To bring sweet peace and harmony
Chase all our fears away.
The Road
I followed contrite, humble souls
Hearts pledged to be honest and true.
When I asked the soul just in front of me
Tell me why am I following you?
What is the goal of this numberless throng?
Where are they all going whilst pushing along?
He said: I walk in the footprints ahead of me
For only them I clearly see
The word has for ever been passed along,
The Saviour of men this road has gone
He has marked the path, He has shown us the way,
That will lead us back home to our father someday.
As long
As long as I have Jesus in my heart
Angels by my side, the spirt as my guide
The world is mine, the sun will shine.
As long as I have ears that hear
Eyes that can see, a country free
The world is mine, the sun will shine.
As long as I have food to eat
A heart that’s free from spite and greed,
As long as I have health to move,
Friend I will need no further prove
That I’m blessed each day indeed
By one who knows my every need.
Tree Questions
Tree Questions each soul needs to answer
Whilst here on this place we call earth.
Three Questions that need to be answered
For the answers are of great worth
The search for knowledge resolve, control
The need to know within the soul
The first one: where do I come from
The second one: why am I here
The third one: where do I go too.
Or will I just disappear?
The scriptures hold the answers
To all of these questions three
1) As spirits we lived in heaven
Before on the earth we should be,
2) Here on this earth to be tested
Have joy, grow in wisdom and learn
3) To prepare our god given soul
For a glorious, joyous return.
I am a child of God
I am a child of God
From heavenly realms I’ve come
To know of sadness, of joy
Before returning back home
He promised that here on the earth
The choices I make should be free
So, it’s wise to listen and obey
To do all He is asking of me,
When life on earth is all over,
My testing below is all done
I go back to my Father in Heaven
And Christ his beloved son.
Set to music My faithful Friend
In honour of my faithful friend, who’s love is always near
And I need never fear while HE still holds my hand.
In honour of my faithful friend, no matter when or where
HIS love is always there, on HIM I depend.
Although I’ve never seen his face, I know his love is there
In all I see in all I feel; in all we share.
No, I have never heard HIM speak, there is no room for doubt
For all creation shows HIS love, HIS might and power.
In honour of my faithful friend, one I feel by my side
My captain, teacher of eternal light.
In honour of my GOD, my KING, I thank HIM for my life,
For love, for toil and strife, the song my voice can sing,
In honour of my GOD, my KING, by day or by night
My staff and my stay, my hope, my delight.
Although I’m just of little faith, the blessings are all mine
Of truth restored through Priesthood power divine.
Don’t know just what tomorrow brings along life’s troubled road
Why should I fear when HE is there to share the load?
In honour of my GOD, my KING, pray I prove to be
As loyal a friend, as HE is to me.
Gentle Jesus, a song
Gentle Jesus my friend I heard someone tell
Gentle Jesus, she saw thee cry
For the sins of the world do grieve thee so
Gentle Jesus I understand why
The blood you shed, sinful souls to safe
From a cross fell like heavens rain
But the Children you love do not hear thy voice
Gentle Jesus and cause thee pain.
Gentle Jesus my friend I was reading to day
Asking: Jesus, how can a God cry?
For the sins of the world do grieve thee so
Gentle Jesus I understand why
For this earth you created, thy children to please
The heavens, sea, land and plain
But the children you love, do not heed thy commands
Gentle Jesus and cause thee pain.
Gentle Jesus my friend soon the time is at hand
You will come to the earth once again.
The earth shall be freed from all sorrow, all sin
Thei might in righteousness reign.
Mother earth shall no longer endure hate and pride
All men worship “Jesus our king”
Sanctified the earth for a thousand blessed years
New anthems each happy heart sing.
To thee my God A song
To thee my God I raise my song of praise
To thee, to thee alone my thoughts shall fly
I praise Thy holy name for evermore
With all my heart, my soul thy name adore.
To thee my God I raise my song of praise
To thee to thee alone sweet anthems raise.
Far from my home in this valley of tears
Let faith be like a bridge to span the years.
Take thou my hand, led thou the way,
Thy love and light my staff, my stay.
To thee my God I raise my song of love
Oh, may it access find in thy courts above.
Nature and Philosophy
1 Thanks, swallows 61
2 Nature 3 the clouds 62
3 Springtime: Blossoms 62
4 Nature 1 How I love 63
5 Nature 2 Marigolds 64
6 Spring: the bluest sky’s 64
7 The things I love 65
8 Springtime 66
9 New: a new beginning 66
10 Evening: how beautiful 67
11 Magpies 67
12 Seasons: Wattles 68
13 The light of day 68
14 Evening thought 69
15 Autumn 69
16 Out Doors 70
Thanks
Swallows glide in graceful motion,
Sparrows chirp in yonder tree,
Blue skies smile down on the World.
Life is good to me,
Yellow Roses in our Garden.
Cherries tempt on Neighbours Tree
Red the Rooftops, green the meadows,
I'm blessed for I can see,
See the World in all her beauty,
Live a life from anguish free
Thanking God for all the blessings,
He so freely gives to me.
Nature
The clouds in the heavens, the waves of the sea,
Unfolding Gods Glory and wisdom to me.
The thoughts in my head, the beat of my heart
Revealing Gods love of which I’m a part.
Springtime A song for children
The best time of a year's fast round
Must be the time of Spring
When ev'ry Heart so glorious strange
A new Song finds to sing.
Chorus: Glorious time of Spring
surely meant to be
the sow and blossom days for all eternity
When ev'ry Valley, ev'ry Hill.
is clothed in tender green
In all creation's wondrous realms.
The Hand of God is seen.
Chorus:
There is a glorious time of Spring,
For ev'ry Human Heart
Well them, that grow to be Gods own
And learn to do their Part.
Chorus:
Nature
How I love the purple mountains
In the sunset's parting glow.
And the shadows peaceful games
In the valley seen below
How I thrill to hear the songbirds
Poor their voices out in praise.
For a day of radiant splendour
For all natures gentle grace
One's more daylight will surrender
To the stillness of the night
And in curtains of blue velvet
Stars appear in glory bright
Soon all life finds blissful rest.
Cradled to our mother’s breast.
Nature
Marigold orange, daffodils yellow
Grass so green, Air so mellow,
Songbirds’ prayer, gentle rain,
Springtime has returned again.
Spring
Bluest sky, the brightest sun.
A brand-new day has just begun,
Gentle breezes, birds that sing
Tell the world behold, it's spring
Over mountains, hill and vale
Heaven smiles -- all is well
The things I love
A hike in the mountains, to paint by a stream.
Somebody to love, to share all my dreams.
A walk in the park, a ride on my bike.
To sit and enjoy that long upward hike.
To see gods’ creations in valleys below.
To be in a place where time moves real slow.
To ponder, to wonder where all the time goes,
The feel of warm sand as it creeps through my toes.
A stroll by the ocean, a swim in the sea.
A book on my lap, feeling happy and free,
No running, no planning, no pressure at all
No doing, perusing, no telephone call,
I long for some solitude, long for a place,
Where some off-life’s madness will finally cease
Where my weary soul will find solace and peace.
Springtime
Blossoms red and pink and white
Once more adorn our Trees,
Birds engage in busy flight
Their hungry young to feed.
Clouds which covered hill and vale
Give way to sunny skies.
All nature glorious and new
Unfolds before our eyes.
New
A new beginning once a year
For bush and flower and tree.
Yet in his love each sunrise brings
A brand-new start for me.
Within each day and moment
I need to learn and grow
To be a worthy Child of God
Because he loves me so.
Evening
How beautiful your little song
Dear friend on feathered wing,
I hear your joyous evening prayer,
And long with thee to sing,
As darkness covers tree and flower,
All toil and labour cease,
May every heart be filled with love
And know Gods blessed peace
Magpies
Warble of the magpie’s prayer fill the silent winter’s air,
Break the gloom of winter’s morn, greets a new day just reborn.
Sunrays reaching from afar, soon will banish every star.
Fill with joy this morning fair, and the heart from present care.
Wattles
Wattles blaze in sun kissed yellow,
On the hillside, by the stream,
Reaching out in wild profusion
Like a pleasant childhood dream.
Bringing back a long-lost memory
Times of seasons in the past.
Old man winter must surrender,
And to springtime’s glory’s part.
With the turning of each season,
Hearts soon learn the rhyme, the reason.
In these hours of daily life.
Conquering trouble, toil and strife.
Once again behold the wattle, in her golden glory stand.
Visions of eternal beauty in Gods promised glory land.
The light of day
The light of day is fading, the candle’s flame burns low,
Far, far our feet have travelled, a long way still to go
Our goal seams oh so far away, none knows the hour the days
Our weary, wanderings through the world, drawn-out by long delays.
We know we’re here to conquer, to win a victor’s crown
God, father grand the faith, the strength
Seal us to be thein own.
Evening thoughts
Moonlight on the windowsill
World so quiet, calm and still
As this day comes to a close
May all God’s children
Around the world
Find blessed sweet repose.
Autumn
Leaves are turning gold once more on bush and lofty tree.
Reminding us of years gone by, of things that used to be.
Telling of life’s eager flight, of summer’s heat, the cold of night.
A tree gods wonderful creation, is much like men on earth,
They live and grow as seasons pass, know storms and joyous mirth.
Pray all mankind would ever be, as firm and steadfast as a tree,
Until he comes on earth again, to reign among the sons of men.
Out Doors
How glorious this new born day,
Air adrift with fragrance sweet?
With feelings wonderful and rare,
Earth glorious bounty I greet
A song of joy I longed to sing
But only whispered a prayer.
In distant valley I follow
The trees which shadow the creek
Viewing the rolling Grasslands
Run over with greasing sheep
Watching clouds as freely they fly
In the domains of an endless sky.
Wishing my Friend to be with me?
On this high and glorious spot
Could I give to you?
Half of all I feel,
You too would believe in God.
That’s Life
The Power of the word 74
The Clowns 75
Dreamer 76
There are times 77
My Room 77
Follow 78
Patience 79
My Gipsy love 79/80
The crystal pool 81
Count your Blessings 82
Thoughts: Flames of 82
Memories Childhood 83
Words 84
My Angel 84
In the Balance 85
Lessons from Life 86
Ruins 87
My Tree of life 88
Look for the good 88
See the much feared 89
Our Future 89
My sweetheart Tree 90
A Wound 90
Flames: in shade of night 91
Leah’s Poem 91
Love is the fragile 92
Moonbeams 92
Tomorrow 93
Shadows flee 93
Forbidden love 94
Say Goodbye 94
Just as you always said 95
Don’t tell me 96
The Suns bright spark 96
Lost For-get-me-nots 97
What good 97
Our Enemy 98
The Dove 98
Knowing each little 99
Home 99
If 99
It’s goodbye again 99
1000 times 100
Drowning 100
Refugees 101
Battles of the night 101
Wisdom more precious 102
Some People think 102
A game: old Satan 103
A Rhyme 103
Except 104
Life is a game 104
Look I have looked 105
Love is blind 105
My Knight 106
Somewhere the sun 107
Thoughts 107
Stop thinking 107
Still sleeps the lake 108
The end of the journey 109
The job 107
The Piper 110
The Puppy 111
Noise 112
The things I love: a cottage 113
The turtle 112
When dreams have fled
Where is the hand 113
Trees 114
The Journey 115
The Road the straight 116
Just married 116
Old tunes 117
Accidents 117
The Quest 118
Lost Love 118
Disappointment 119
God’s gift 119
Lullaby 120
Missing 120
Tired 121
Each other’s 121
Drink 121
Life 122
Child of tomorrow 122
Unity 123
Out of place 123
Withdrawn 124
Forces 125
Grows 125
Sunshine 126
Tomorrow will bring 127
Be wise 127
Being the best 127
I remember 128
You told me 128
Today 129
My heart 130
Angela 131
The Picture 132
Rainy day 133
Stranger 134
Love 135
Thoughts 136
Once in a while 136
A mother’s prayer 137
In search of Christmas 138
Christmas is 139
Christmas is joy 140
Joseph Marie’s song 140
Love is but 141
Betrayal 142
Awakening 143
How does it feel 144
Forget-me- nots 145
I needed you 145
Yesterday 146
A fool 146
Have you ever 147
Running away 148
Sweet sanctuary 149
My friend 150
The Power of the Word
I love the words of David, of Keith and Wentworth too.
But most of all beloved friend I loved the words from you.
There is Power in the ocean’s tide, there is power in the sun.
For by the power of the word HE did all that was done.
By the light that dwells within, we see each other through,
I thank my Father, God of love, for moments spent with you.
And when we get to heaven, I know you’ll understand—
How much I needed words of love, from you my dearest friend.
Laurel a light in our Nursing home
The clowns
Clowns come in; clowns go out
The clowns are you and me
Touching hands, rubbing shoulders
Sharing pain and glee
Lights are pink, lights are blue
The lights go out on me and you
We do it right, we do it wrong
A Drama played, a dance or song.
Some play it short, others long
Some in a crowd, others alone.
Whilst some have not a word to say
Ill health soon took their choice away
They watch through empty staring eyes,
Nothing at all that satisfies.
The very smallest of their needs
Are filled by others kindly deeds.
No longer hunger for life’s pleasure
Destiny has filled their measure
Only death can set them free
A fairer, brighter world to see.
For our Dementia Patients)
Dreamer
I’m a dreamer, hopeless dreamer, how could one like me?
Live in this telestial sphere without sweet fantasy?
Where the balm of Gilead, to make this world spin round?
Where elusive wings will carry ev’ry lilt and sound.
Where freely I can dream of love, even of romance,
Joyfully submit my heart, and let my Spirit dance.
Many People in this world, chase goals far out of sight,
I let folks enjoy the cake, give me the Candles light.
There are times
There are times I think of you, recall the words you said.
All the things you told me then still roam around my head.
There are times I wish I could just let go and run,
To the seaside--a new life filled with a little fun.
There are times I wish I could be cheerful, feeling free.
Then again all of these dreams they are not really me
There is real life, there is duty, re-spon-ci-bi-li-ty
There are parents, children, friends, tie’s the eye can’t see
All my words soon fade away into the duties of each day.
Leaving time alone to know where one’s weary footsteps go.
Still there are times I think of you and all the words you said
Go a dancing round and round inside my weary head.
My Room
My room is like a sanctuary,
It holds no other soul but me
This hexagon that keeps me in
From mortal harm, from fear and sin.
This space that holds me like a crave,
Where I'm a quin, where I'm a slave,
Each night as I lay down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
Follow
Follow your heart, that’s what he said.
Follow your heart please do
Only your heart, your dreams, your hopes
Will ever see you through
Others can never live your life
Others are not like you
No other soul understands your dreams
Others don’t walk in your shoes
When it's all said, when it's all done
Each soul must choose, must stand alone.
Must win, must lose, this race on earth
Before returning home.
Eternal Gain
Each little bird must try its wings
Before it can fly away
Each little daisy on its own
Weather the storm, the rain
Each human heart must learn to bare
Life's bitter prangs of pain
Knowing tears cried on the earth
Will be eternal gain.
Patience
Patience you’re just like a Rosebush,
Full of thorns on every end,
Whenever I try to get near you,
You resist the touch of my hands
Still, I perceive your painful pricks
Must not delay my trying,
To prune the branches, trim the Tree
Remove the Thorns, now part of me.
In future days I’m sure to find,
When patience will repay
When far above the thorns will smile
Sweet roses every day.
My Gypsy Love
Still is the world, as the light of the day
Over rooftops slowly is fading away.
Alone in my room where sweet violins sing
Of my gypsy love, son of a King
The music bids me no longer stay,
Come along, fly away with me
To the Danube’s great valley, her wide-sweeping plains
Filled with Czardas and Rhapsody
See the old man there in his arms oh so gentle
His violin and his bow,
Playing tunes that are laughing, dancing, then crying
By the flickering campfires glow
Sounds gently calling so sweet, so low, come away, fly away with me
Do not linger alone in this lonely room, come your gypsy love to see.
Singing and swaying under the trees
Young men and maidens by midsummer breeze
Joyfully smile at this world without care
Contented the moments of living to share
Yes, I gave it some thought and I need to declare
When you’re all alone, when there’s no one to share
Play something you love on your record machine
For it’s good for a little while to dream.
One of my paintings in the garden
The Crystal Pool
A Dream
Looking at the crystal pool
I begin to see
How every drop of water there
Was cried for you and me.
Was cried by loved ones long since gone,
Are cried by loved one's here,
Are cried because of lack of faith,
Of jealousy and fear.
At times we stumble, oft we fall
Into this pool of tears
Were disappointment, anger, strife,
Will do their best to spoil our live.
By one who knows but grief and pain.
His task, our precious souls to claim.
Then know, the time has come to swim
Tell him, he simply cannot take
Things that do not belong to him.
Count your many Blessings
Count your many blessings; Count them every day,
The devil is a waiting to lead your soul astray.
He tells you; you need money; he whispers you want fame,
He tells you dozens of sweet lies; loves that deceitful game.
He tells you; you need this; and then you must have that,
He makes you want the kind of things poor folks never had.
He says you have a right to it; you’re special after all,
He loves it when you listen, rejoices when you fall.
He offers you the whole wide world, and then without a doubt,
When he has chewed up all you are; he’s going to spit you out.
So, count your many blessings’ friend, count them every day,
It fills your heart with gratitude and keeps him far away.
Flames
Flames of the Campfire flickering low, smoke drifting by
Tell me where does it go? upwards err upwards,
Where Stars grace the Sky, lost in my Thoughts
Dreaming am I.
Dreaming of Youth and Childhood days.
Of Love and the Children’s enchanting ways.
Memories like Flames flickering low, years drifting by
Tell me where did they go? upwards err upwards,
Where Stars grace the sky, lost in my Thoughts, dreaming am I.
Memories
When still are the hours, often I find?
Myself drifting through days long left behind
Yes, gone are the days, gone is the time, of dreaming and scheming
Of children's rhyme, gone are the days of a child small and frail,
But the memories thereof will always prevail
Go run little feet run and don't rest to all of the Places just you knew the best.
The mossy gully, the swallow’s nest, the highest tree from which could be seen
The spooky old castle, the meadow green.
There sit on your throne and pretend you’re a queen.
The lofty Mountains with steady feet would often you climb
Till you reached the peak, from there survey the world in a trance
Trying hard not to think, of that hole in your pants.
And the thing dear father would surly do, oh! silly old branch I just blame it on you.
Tie up the hair of the willow tree, a swing
Was produced almost instantly, swing high in the air,
Watch the clouds drifting by, you better watch out,
Or your toes touch the sky, summer winds blow, ruffle the hair, cheeks are a Glowing, a heart without care, moonlit nights, sunsets glow,
A hundred more things to recall would I know.
Don’t be sad heart for days that have passed you by
Still blue and bright and sunny the sky.
Each sunrise brings a new bounty to see
Of the soul’s little treasures called memory.
Words
Words can tare deep wounds or open old ones.
Render you speechless, words can vanquish trust,
Destroy Hope, kill Love, erect Walls.
Words can give support, grant Courage.
Discover new Ways, view far off Horizons.
Words can build Bridges, climb mountains,
Rebuild Lives, heal Souls to once more
Live in Peace and Happiness.
My Angel
My Angel has no halo, my Angel has no Wings,
And I'm glad for in their Place God gave him better things,
Gave him a Heart that's brave and true, gave sorrow him and joy,
Made him my Angel, him my Man, and sometimes he's my Boy,
Gave him a smile that instantly, dismisses ev'y doubt,
By, saying: Now just tell me dear, what is it all about?
But best of all in this wide world, the Place I love the best
Is when I'm held in loving Arms, my Head upon his Chest.
His Loving care around me, his breath moves through my Hair.
I fall asleep without a want, without a single care.
Then swiftly fly to dreamland, where once more I can see,
My Angel without halo the Angel who loves me.
My Angel, my dear Angel, he hasn’t any Wings,
But I'm grateful knowing God gave him better things.
In the Balance
Does grinding Duty and Labour, wear your Being into the Ground?
Do you sometimes think it is crazy? going full steam nowhere bound.
There are Folks still taking it easy, there are Folks still taking it slow,
Taking time out to love other People, taking time out to watch roses grow,
Being there to help and to listen, to the problems other Folks bare.
With a gentle touch of their hand their sorrows and miseries share.
Not asking reward for their labours, knowing well that their tasks will not cease,
Blessed by the Lord loving favours, of love, faith, hope and peace.
Does grinding Duty and Labour, wear your soul into the Ground
Do at times you think it crazy, ever building that Bank account?
Will it save you in trials and sorrow? go with you when Days here are done?
Will it buy you a Mansion in Heaven? will it make you a better Man?
Will it grant you a Love that is constant? guarantee just one loyal Friend?
Does grinding Duty and Labour, wear your soul into the Ground?
Then remember my Friend, in the Balance of Life,
The truly Wise are found.
Lessons from Life
I thought I was the clever one, till fate ordained someone like you,
Now I can see just who I am, by things I watch you do,
How often would I put Folks down?
making them feel small,
Throw at their Feet the Servants Cap, whilst I would claim the Crown,
And whilst I blew my Trumpet, they quietly looked on,
Let me have the final Word,
never made it known,
How much I hurt their Feelings, left their Hearts in Pain.
Now in a much more pensive mood I ask: what did I gain?
Now that they're gone beyond this world,
beyond all Earthly Fare
I'm left to ponder and regret,
my lack of loving Care.
But Life is just, and yes, I must agree that Life is fair.
For what I left along the road,
caught up with me somewhere.
Now I’m thankful God’s own grace has brought a change of heart
I plead forgiveness, will repent, no longer think I am smart.
And pray that somehow at the end,
God’s love will set me free,
To do the things HE wants me too,
Be what I need to be.
Ruins
The little Village lies asleep,
A new dawn soon awaking,
Climbing over heaps of stone.
Which once where someone’s home sweet home.
Rotting Wood in Doors and Windows,
Warn don’t step too close,
Panels swinging from the Ceiling,
Floorboards turned to Moss.
All these houses build for safety,
Near the Castle's Gate,
To escape approaching danger in a waring State.
Many conflicts knew this Village
Throughout the century's,
Like the hidden stumbling blocks
Here beneath my Feet.
Many hurdles of tomorrow
Will be mine to meet.
How am I to face them all? with Eyes to blind to see
Where my Castles safety? what my destiny?
O kind Father up in Heaven, hear me as I pray,
Let me live and grow and learn
From Ruins of yesterday.
My tree of Life
Dear Lord I'm halfway up this tree, looking down all I can see
Shadows dark, shadows deep, tangled roots and choking Weed,
Should I decide to climb back down, my soul would in the tangles drown.
So, let me climb to loftier heights, to fairer views, to scenes of light,
To clearer skies, where winds blow free, to where my eyes the stars may see.
Where bright tomorrows still may hold, sweet love and joy before I'm old,
Dear Lord I'm half way up this tree, the one you planted just for me.
Look
Look for the good not for the bad
Look for the happy not for the sad
Look for the rainbows after the storm.
Look for the people whose love keeps you warm
Look for the truth, if ye look ye shall find
Look towards the Prophets, don’t follow the blind
Look for the good things that nourish the mind
Look for the things that are gentle and kind
Look for the joy in each new born day
Look for the saviour and learn to obey.
Look towards heaven, have faith as you pray,
Look to warts Jesus, for he is the Way.
See
See! the much-feared day is here, and soon it will be gone.
The good Lord will provide the strength
Which helps you carry on.
Keep bravely walking down life’s pass, and soon you understand
That every trial, just like each day
As night falls finds an end.
Our Future
Our future is like a far distant land
In a valley protected and warm.
Beyond the far sea - on a far distant shore
Oft I dream of her beauty and charm.
For often the bitter storms of life
Barr the passage that leads back home;
It is then that I hear a beckoning voice,
"Press forward, press forward, be strong.
Don't fear the waves, the breakers, the storm;
Have hope, have faith, press forward, come home.
Believe in sweet victory; the fight's not in vain.
Go forward brave heart, go forth and attain!!
My Sweetheart Tree
In the Garden my Sweetheart Tree
Silently teaches life’s lessons to me.
The ways of Nature, the laws of God
How seasons turn to inward thought.
Come see:
In the Springtime my Leaves are green
It’s my time to grow, my time to dream.
Come see:
Summer’s love has entered my Soul
My Leaves are red, my Heart is whole.
Come see:
Autumn leaves have turned to gold
Cool are the nights - I’m growing old.
Come see:
Now it’s winter I’m wrinkled and brown
I dance my last Waltz as I fall to the Ground.
Happy just knowing, in life’s short stations
I’ve honoured the purpose of my creation.
A Wound
I hold myself a wound concealed though all seems bright and fair.
Still ev’ry heartbeat’s echo tells, he, he, is gone, he is not here.
I hold myself a thorn concealed, though all around seems oh so right,
Still ev’ry thought joins with the beat, he, he, is far, he’s out of sight.
I hold myself a love concealed, one that no human eye can see,
A promise of a distant shore, where I’m with him, and he’s with me.
Flames
In shades of night, I watched some folks sit round about the fire,
Warms and beauty holds the flame, servant of man, all know thy name.
The night grew dark, the hour late and folks agreed it’s time for bed.
Bring here some water, bring a spade, let’s put to sleep our faithful mate.
In moments it was over and done, flames, beauty, warmth, together gone.
No grievous sighs, no teardrops shed, drowsy they all went off to bed.
Oh, could the flames within the heart, be quenched like flickering fire,
To rise against the starlit shore, roll forth like smoke to be no more.
Leah’s Poem
Hold fast to your dreams, for if sweet dreams die
Life’s a broken winged bird that cannot fly.
Hold fast to your dreams for if sweet dreams go
Life’s a barren field all covered with snow.
Hold fast to your dreams, keep them firmly in view.
Hold fast and believe and your dreams will come true.
Love
Love is the fragrant Rose of Spring,
Or crewel Thorns that tare.
Chains that keep you fettered,
Or Ribbons in your hair.
Love’s like a gentle Summer breeze, or raging Storm within.
The Coat worn by a beggar, the Crown that makes a king.
Love is a vessel filled with mirth, or bitter cup of tears.
A cloud the soul may drift upon, or burden she must bear.
Love takes you to the thrashing floor,
To find you chaff or grain,
The balance on the scales of life,
Are wrought by Joy and Pain.
Moonbeams
Our souls are like Moonbeams cast on the sea of time.
Soon to be absorbed in the sands of Eternity.
Lulled by gentle summer breezes, driven by the storms of autumn.
Chilled by the frosts of winter nights, to vanish beyond our knowing?
But oh! how sad it all would be, no reason to be learning, growing
God’s children have the right to choose, to be instructed or refuse
To know direction, know the pass
On which their feet are going.
Tomorrow
In to an ordinary day
Falls a little ray of hope
And tells you that tomorrow
Your heart will learn to cope.
Falls a little word of love
In to your life of pain
And tells you that tomorrow
All will be well again.
Falls a human gentle touch
From a soul displaying care
And tells you that tomorrow
God’s love will still be there.
Shadows flee
A new dawn is braking, the night flees away.
The little birds sing, to great the new day.
The fears that engulfed, our heart thru the night
Like dark shadows flee, before the suns light.
Forbidden Love
From a distance it is easy to love
The glow of a Star or the sun up above.
Should ever that Star or Sun draw to near,
Fills the heart with sorrow, anguish and fear.
Then like a dream of a sleepless night,
Bid it vanish, push it out of sight.
Say good bye
The end, the bitter end is near, when we must say good bye.
He who knows our hearts the best, will help us put our minds to rest,
Will help our souls to carry on, till pain of earthly years are gone.
Just as you always said
It is just as you always said.
The sun will keep on shining,
Our hearts will keep on pining.
Reflecting on each yesterday,
That once has been and flown away.
The world will keep on turning,
Our souls will keep on yearning.
For something that our eyes can’t see
Lost somewhere in Eternity.
The wind will keep on blowing,
And flowers keep on growing,
As mother earth spins round in space,
Still blessing all the human race.
And one day we shall surly see,
Why what we thought was not to be.
Why all our pleasant Childlike sceems
Where all but foolish human dreams.
Don’t tell me
Don’t tell me where to find heaven,
Don’t tell me where to find hell,
Just show me where to find peace.
Show me, just show me, don’t tell!
How to love my sisters, my brothers
Teach me, and I will embrace.
Teach me the simple things of life.
Help me to win the race.
Show me the way back home.
To behold my Saviours face.
The sun’s bright spark
In the darkness of the night,
Stars above us gleaming bright.
Tell, where is the wonderous glow
We admired an hour ago?
See! The sun has drawn her curtains,
Over Jewel’s that broke the dark
Endless spheres of God’s creation
Hide beyond the suns bright spark.
Forget me nots
I have picked a bunch of Forget-me-nots
Have picked them, not knowing why?
Then laid them aside with an aging heart
To watch them wither and die.
What good
What good is a bell when there’s no one to ring it?
What good is a song when there’s no one to sing it?
What good is the truth when Folks choose not to see
How it would make them happy, make them feel free.
What good is a smile if we choose not to share it,
There can’t be a feast lest someone prepare it.
Why ask of the world, why? How can it be?
When the one that’s refusing to do it—is me.
Our Enemy
The most beautiful words stay unspoken
The sweetest of Feelings unstirred.
A touch could lift souls that are broken
New hopes found by kind loving words.
And so often a small ray of sunshine
Scatters darkness and gloom from the heart.
But! The traitors called pride, fear and worry
Are the warriors that keep us apart.
Dove
Through the open window drifts the cooing of a dove.
Bringing thoughts of yesterday, memories of love
Moments filled with sweetest peace, memories of a song
We once sang together, oh! it’s been so long.
Tunes that told of one, who walked in Galilee
Childlike voices mingled in sweet harmony.
Through the open window, drifts the cooing of a dove
Recalling thoughts of yesterday, memories of love.
Knowing
Each little bird must try its wings, before it can fly away.
Each little daisy stands on its own, to weather the storm, the rain.
Each human heart must learn to bear prangs of sorrow and pain.
Knowing, each tear cried on earth, will be our eternal gain.
Home
It is not wise to live or stay, in places we loved yesterday.
Nor there to leave the better part, of the longings of our heart.
Take your pleasant memories, tie them with a golden band.
Home is not in lost yesterdays, but where folks care, to see you smile
And hold a loving hand.
If
If there is something to say, to brighten the day - say it.
If there is something to give. that help’s others to live – give it.
If there is something to share, to show others you care – share it.
If there is something to love, thank your father above
And love it.
It’s goodbye again (a song)
It’s goodbye again, a time for hearts to ache and eyes to cry again.
It’s goodbye once more, we are left to watch the closing of an old familiar door.
All that’s left behind is a memory, of your face, your smile, of the way things used to be
Till we meet again, on tomorrow’s shore
Where we laugh and sing, we embrace once more
Till that happy morn, till that joyful day
Where friends never part, where folks never say
Goodbye again.
A thousand times or more
Have I not said goodbye? a thousand times or more?
My boat of daily grief has drifted into open waters
To return no more.
The days of endless longing for just one sunny day
Have come on angel’s wings, have chased all fears away.
The clouds that for so long have hid the fairest moon.
Replaced by newfound hope, have scattered fear and doom
Gone are the tears of yesterday, moved by an unseen hand
He, He who knows the heart, has seen and brought to pass
A peaceful joyous end.
Drowning
Drowning in the waters of our feelings,
Holding to the ores upon life’s sea
,
Longing to touch distant stars above,
And peace to set our spirit free.
Refugees
Come all ye nations come, let us freely share
The needles pain and grief refugees must bear.
No place on earth to call their own, no spot they lovingly call home.
Souls forced to flee, to run from hate and firing gun.
None be there to recall, how it began at all.
Burned down lay field and house, unburied son and spouse.
Lost, lost the plot of soil were once by sweet and toil,
They laboured for their daily share of bread.
Gone, gone are friends and loving kin, left are but tears and grief within
Come see the fearful plied were every day and night,
In pain and sorrow hear their silent plea, Great Allah ‘God ‘help us
Tomorrows dawn to see.
Battles of the night (Divorce)
Between the hours of two and tree,
In the dark he comes to me.
Demon of night, robber of light.
Conqueror of an unseen fight.
Choking, provoking calling my name.
Just know, I’m the one to spoil your game,
Awaken you from your deepest sleep,
Your peace and serenity I shall keep.
Guild and shame shall cover your life,
For I’m still around and you are still my wife.
Wisdom
Wisdom more precious than knowledge.
Peace far more precious than creeds.
Compassion outshines clever lyrics,
Christ taught rewards will be granted
According to men’s loving deeds.
Stone will give way to the chisel,
Clay to the potter’s hand.
Things on earth pass away.
The soul alone will stand,
Will stand to face our maker
Will stand to hear him say,
Well done, my faithful servant.
Come, enter
In realms of Glory to stay.
Some People think
Some people think that money could change their way of life.
Some folks think that worldly goods could banish all trouble all strife.
Yet all the money in the world can’t buy you back your health
And treasures such as love or friends are not obtained by wealth
And no amount of petty cash can pledge a happy life.
And too much of a bank account can cause the soul much strife.
But should you care to find, things that the eye can’t see
Like blessed peace and love look for them on your knees.
A game
Old Satan plays a game with me
To see how true my heart can be.
He lifts me high, then bends me low
To see how far his power can go.
But whilst I'm down here on my knees,
I pray dear Lord grand me thy peace
Help me be valiant, firm and strong,
To shun the smallest spark of wrong.
Please, take my hand and walk with me
For where you are, I long to be.
A Rhyme
A wise little rhyme
Says don’t waste your time,
Over things you simply can’t change.
Safe life’s energy for the” it can be “
Have courage and soon you will see,
Let the will to succeed fill the hours of each day,
Just remember to never give in,
Hold your breath count to ten,
Start over again, that’s the
Way you are bound to win.
Except
Except for the times in your presence,
I walked this big world all alone,
Except for the times your soul touched mine,
I struggled to find my way home.
Oft times ran to fast and stumbled,
Oft times did not do to well,
But I know I would always
Get back up on my feet
Every time that I stumbled and fell.
Life is a Game
Life is a Game a Poker game,
The cards are dealt and then,
Each player scans the cards in hand
And thus, the game begins.
Some hold the aces “Power cards”
Others the lesser lot,
Some use great skill, others bluff
And thereby win the plot.
Still others lay their cards aside,
Admitting free “I’m out”
Play on then play,
Your free to choose,
As for myself I’m out.
I have Looked
I have looked at this world
From within, from without,
The longer I look, the lesser the doubt,
That all of her beauty is like unto a shroud,
To hide the true purpose of life.
We hurry, we toil three score years and more,
To build up this sphere made of clay.
Were power and greed, unceasing strife
Are the forces which bar,
The road leading souls to eternal life.
Love is blind
I perceive it’s true indeed, little rhymes to wisdom lead
So, here is one to understand, one to share with you, my friend.
When man’s stomachs cry out loud, the head is wrapped into a shroud,
And when the head makes up its mind, the heart is left ten miles behind.
On top of that what do we find? when men’s hearts rule,
The man turns blind, turn blind and jet more clearly see,
The way things really ought to be, turn blind to fear, to fault, to ill.
Turn blind to see more clearly still, to see the things but good and true,
Search for the very best in you, to find all that is good and kind.
It’s good to know some men turn blind, let’s close the quest of where or when
Our God looks on the hearts of men.
My Knight
My knight in shining Armor once came to call on me,
He spoke my lady oh so fair, I’ve come to rescue thee.
From this bleak prison tower, from this sad state of life.
I’ll free you from your toil, from all your tears and strife.
I’ll take you to my castle, a peaceful quiet place,
Shower you with flowers, bestow on you my grace.
Cherish and protect you from tempest and from storm.
Shield you from all danger, my arms will keep you warm.
And like a lamb I followed, followed all the way.
Listened to each word that fell from lips without dismay.
Trusting in each promise, delighting in each ray.
For sunshine filled my foolish heart from day to lovely day.
Now as I read on memories page, my heart still feels the chill.
His silent gaze, his forceful words, his power and sovereign will.
My eyes no longer blinded, for now I clearly see
The reason why I followed the Knight that called on me.
Somewhere
Somewhere the sun is shining, somewhere there’s day, not night.
Clouds have a silver lining; all fears are out of sight.
Somewhere there’s peace, there is joy, sadness and tears never annoy.
Somewhere we will be blessed, but! This life is our test.
Stop thinking
Stop thinking of yesterday’s lofty dreams,
Wasting Gods time with yesterday’s schemes,
Why think of tomorrow, there are tasks for today?
Stop throwing life’s precious hours away.
There’s much to be shared, good deeds to be done.
Rhymes to be written, songs to be sung.
If there’s no one to share all your dreams,
Be brave and dream them alone.
Knowing each day, each hour
Will bring you closer to home.
Closer to one, who will understand,
You’re not strange, You’re not ill,
You just lost a dear Friend.
The job
The rein in steadfast hands, eyes fixed upon the plough.
To cut the furrow straight and deep, is all that matters now,
All yesterdays have fled, like mist before the sun
Today is all there is to get the job well done.
Still
Still sleeps the lake in the evening sun,
Daylight is fading from view.
Pink clouds reflect in the silent deep.
Deep as my longing for you.
Still lie the boats in their moorings,
Ripples caressing the shore,
Gentle the breeze in the sycamore trees,
Gentle as memories of you.
Still like the wings of a butterfly.
Days of the past touch the mind.
Memories come and flatter by.
Soon are lost in an endless the sky.
The end of the journey (A song)
Wind of the desert plain,
Waves of the sea.
Evermore moving on,
Restless like me, restless like me.
Seeds beneath fertile soil,
Buds on the tree,
Hoping for things to come
Dreaming like me, dreaming like me.
Clouds in an endless sky,
Birds flying free.
Carried on wings of faith,
Drifting like me, drifting like me.
Thoughts ever reaching out
Boughs on the tree.
Longing to live and grow
Searching like me, searching like me.
Wheels in the sands of time,
Trying to find,
The end of the journey
Sweet peace of mind, sweet peace of mind.
Drug addiction
What
A roof over head, a snugly warm bed.
Someone to watch over me.
Some food on my table, to share with a friend.
A country where people are free.
A kind word or two when storm clouds appear.
To scatter all sorrow, all strife.
A hand I may hold, a sweet melody,
What more could I want of life?
The Puppy
When I was just a little lad, not even four feet tall.
Way down the lane I found him, the sweetest Pup of all.
He looked so lost, so lonely, he looked so small and frail,
I picked him up, I held him close and puppy wagged his tail,
I took him home for surely from now on he was mine.
Never thought that someone else, was sad and maybe crying.
Please daddy let me keep him, please daddy can’t you see?
This little puppy needs me, I’ll treat it well, you ‘ll see!
But gently daddy spoke to me, he said it isn’t right,
This little thing just ran away, from someone’s home last night.
Come let us go together, to find his rightful place.
Come let us put a smile on some unhappy face.
we walked from door to door right down that long, long lane
When at the very last of them a little fellow came,
He came but not as you or I, he came strapped in a chair,
And on his face was written much sorrow and despair,
And then he spied the puppy secure within my arm,
This cuddly little creature, so woolly, snug and warm,
Oh! puppy my dear puppy! why did you run away? I called for you,
I cried for you, God must have heard me pray,
You brought back my puppy My little friend my pal,
May God always bless you, and bless your dad as well, see!
I’m so very happy, No longer am I sad, I have my little friend to hold,
To talk to and to play, so, if you like and if you can? Come back just any day
I’m glad to share my little friend with someone just like you
Someone that loves, someone that cares, someone as kind as you.
Noise
Noise, noise, noise, in the Playground Girls and Boys,
Running, jumping, Monk bar, each child wants to be a star
Yelling, screaming calling out, having fun, there is no doubt.
Thinking all that noise is great, from early morn until it’s late.
Children’s voices, happy noises, all enclosed by Buildings tall
Echo’s flying, flying, flying, happily from wall to wall.
At ten pm the noises change, young Adults now invade the range,
Noises, noises different sound, in the children’s Playground found.
Angry voices, yelling, fight, at midnight, still no end in sight.
How can old folks get some rest? in this Human Concrete nest.
Come, oh new day, hurry, come, bring us back the noise
In the playground just below, of happy Girls and Boys
The Turtle
Lonely Turtle on the sand, far from home here on dry land.
This is not the place to be for a creature such as thee.
Wounded, dying here alone, Stranger, oh so far from home.
Oh, what fate was thein to be, Gentle creature of the sea.
Standing here, just looking on, wondering where strength has gone?
Pain and death how close they be Victim of a raging sea.
Standing here, just looking on, wondering where love has gone?
Fears and tears how close they bee, Victim of a raging sea.
Things I love
A cottage in the woods set by a bubbling brook,
A corner in my room, and on my lap a book.
Some paper and a pen, my thoughts left free to roam,
Extracting from life’s store the lines that make a poem.
Some lines to bring sweet joy, and some expressing pain
For life’s allotted time, is sunshine mixed with rain.
The beauty of the rainbow reflects the human soul.
Without the tears of earthly years, God’s heaven could not be whole.
Where is the hand.
From whence cometh light? from whence the dark?
From whence a thought, a heavenly spark?
That sees us through, all we need to do?
Of life’s beginnings to journeys end.?
From whence the guiding unseen hand.?
To grand the strength, to steady the heart?
Whenever they feel like falling apart,
Although we do not see them,
I belief it is true.
There are angels just for me
And angels just for you.
Trees
Among Gods glorious treasures the kind we daily see,
In valleys and on mountainside our father planted trees.
He planted them to bring us joy, bring warms or pleasant shade,
For man, for bird and creeping things, the glorious trees were made.
Changes of earth fleeting seasons are told by the robes they wear.
Their roots hold firm the fertile soil, whilst birds adorn their hair.
Trees cover the earth with a colourful shroud,
Reflecting the sky and summon the cloud.
And oft my eyes would love to see,
The soul that dwells within a tree.
Have courage, be strong when the going is hard,
The old Oaktree whispers, don’t ask for reward.
Be faithful! Wait till tomorrow and see,
Even as I, speaks the weathered firtree.
Be humble, be prayerful right to the end
The willow tree lulls, let God be your friend
Endure and stand firm, hold fast to the ground,
Mountain ash grows where storm clouds abound.
Be thankful for beauty, in each day be glad,
The amber tree warns, lives too short to be sad.
Be patient and wait, all good things take time,
The fruit trees remind, freely share all that is thine.
So many trees in my mind do I see,
The tree of knowledge, the mustard tree,
The tree that bore thirty and hundred-fold,
SoSo many stories of trees are told.
It does not take wisdom to clearly see
Father in heaven too loved trees.
And somehow deep inside I know,
Each child of God like them must grow,
Grant faith dear God that we may be,
In Thei fair garden up above
A fair celestial tree.
The Journey
Our Spirit is leaving the pre-existence-
Oh, how gentle blow the breezes, On the day we first set sail.
Sunshine mirrored on the surface, Promised life’s sweet fairy-tale.
Forth and onward, new adventures, Lay in each approaching wave.
To the signs of earthly dangers Not a single thought we gave.
On with laughter, on with singing, Through the spray towards our dreams.
Far behind our loved one’s waving, all but lost beyond our gaze.
For our goal lay in the distance, over hazed horizons way.
And to reach our destination We sailed on without dismay. --
Our life on earth--
Soon the hours of day were fading into darkness of the night
Only stars to lead and guide us, Kept direction in our sight.
Storm clouds gathered Waves heaved higher,
As we drifted oh so far from the safety of the harbor.
Lost beneath a million stars, Oh, the morn of our departure,
We remembered it no more. Praying that a loving God
Would lead us to that far off shore. -
Going back to our heavenly home
As the new dawn’s glorious sunlight glides across an endless sea.
Towers of a distant city beckon, Child come home to me.
As we step onto the landing, broken oar and tattered sail,
We relate our life’s encounters, like a wondrous fairy-tale.
The Road
The road, the straight and narrow,
Is filled with souls so many.
And each in turn thus follows on;
In footsteps throngs before have gone.
Whom do you follow whilst pushing along?
Where are we going numberless throng?
His answer: I follow the one just in front of me
For only him I clearly see
The word has for ever been passed along,
The Saviour of men this road has gone
He marked the path, He’s shown the way,
That will lead us back home to our father someday.
Just married
Today while the sun shines so pleasant and warm,
Today there are no signs of danger or harm
Life is like the weather, there’s sunshine, there’s rain
And with all the joy there will sometimes be pain.
There can’t be a Rainbow when skies are all blue.
Stay close to each other, be faithful and true.
May Angels protect you in all you must do
Love will return, if kindness you sew
Remember we’re here happy to help you out
Whenever you fear, whenever there’s doubt.
Old tunes
Whenever your soul Is stuck in a hole
Your endurance seams at the end.
Start humming an old familiar tune
It will change your mood my friend,
For the words of a song help the soul to hang on.
All your trials somehow will ease, in a little while you will smile again
Finding blessed solace and peace,
Old tunes calm the soul render broken hearts whole
Gently whispers be patient, be strong
Push aside all doubt, Friend just sing out lout
And finish the race you’ve begun.
Accidents
A fatal crash not always happens in a motorcar
Nor on a highway whilst you travel fast and far
A fatal crash may hit whilst resting in your bed
Are often caused by thoughts inside your head
Stubborn little imps that stomp on sacred ground
Till heart and weary soul with many a fear is bound
Wake up, don’t ever let these bad invaders win.
Drive them from your mind - face them with a grin,
Recall the words, the old and wise of long ago would say:
The greatest battles start, are won or they are lost
Within the boundaries of the heart.
The Quest
Withdrawing to the deepest part
To the domains within the heart
To view the battlefield within
Looking upon the fields of sin
To find the strength to set me free
To face the someone, I call me
Fight all that’s wrong within my heart
Tare at the shekels till they part
Conquering fears, rescue my soul.
Learning to master self-control.
Lost love
Life! what have you done to me?
I used to be happy and fancy free,
He came and walked into my heart.
Came and pulled my world apart.
I used to laugh, I loved to play
Looked forward to each new born day
He came and filled my soul with pain
Stole the sun, left me out in the rain.
Disappointment
Placed beyond my reach, beyond a wall unseen
Removed from loving touch, beyond a wire screen
Caught within a nett, held inside a sphere
Looking out to find - knowing
He’s no longer there.
God’s gifts
Raindrops falling on the thirsty ground
Bringing life to flower, bush and tree,
Words of heaven falling on my soul render peace and love once more to me.
A Lullaby set to music
When silver moonbeams gently play upon the water deep
When golden lanterns fill the sky, sweet Baby goes to sleep
Chorus: Sleep my little one don’t you cry
Mother will sing you a lullaby
Sleep whilst I hold you close and warm
Gently rock you in my arm.
When evening breezes cease to dance in branches upon high
When birds and bees and butterflies no longer flatter by.
Chorus
When fading sunrays bit farewell, no longer wish to stay
When evening shadows tired of play, will softly slip away.
Chorus:
Missing
If tears would make a difference
I cry me an ocean, and then
I struggle to swim to the far distant shore
To start life all over again
But tears won’t make any difference
And time will not ever undo
The memories taring the strings of the heart
And the grief of missing you.
Tired
Living on the dreary edge of sanity
Willing to release the cares of life,
Peace is all my soul now longs to see
Tired of pain, of tears and daily strife
Anxious just to spread my wings and fly
To some fair place that shows a brilliant sky.
Each other
We sensed each other’s lonely life, felt each other’s pain
Searched for ointment rich and rare, to heal our souls again
We shared each other’s sorrow, wiped each other’s tears.
Prayed to behold a miracle, as days turned into years
Love repaired our lonely hearts, patience stilled the pain
Sweet miracles of time restored, our broken lives again.
Drink
You offered a cup and said: drink, and freely I shared mine
Knowing within my heart, Jesus would fill it again
Fill it to overflowing, Fill it with peace and love
Freely on us bestowing, his blessings from heaven above.
Life
How foolish, how vain are the wishes of man,
Often longing for Things, they cannot attain.
“One” has set out men’s goals, has furnished the plan
Of virtues his children on earth should obtain.
Sometimes we falter, we stumble and fall
Cry tears in the dust, hear a faint far-off call
Urging us on, don’t give up, try again,
Hang on, endure, take my hand, obtain.
Child of tomorrow (a song)
In the seasons of my childhood oft I wander
Kissed by sunshine building castles by the sea
Rich man’s powerboats now fill the air with thunder
There are Boat ramps where my playground used to be.
Chorus: Child of tomorrow I feel your sorrow
For precious beauty that your eyes will never see.
In the season of romance, you often find us
Hand in hand we walk the shoreline by the sea
Dark stonewalls now hush the whisperings of the small waves
Concrete Light poles long replace the Cyprus tree.
Chorus-
I watched men change it and rearrange it
Destroy a world that once was beautiful and free
Child of tomorrow I feel your sorrow
For precious beauty that your eyes will never see. Chorus.
Unity
Whenever your name walks through the portals of my soul
My feet walk on the pavement of love, and I feel whole.
For I had found in you a friend to share my heart, my mind
Oh! how I wish that love would grow, uniting all mankind.
Out of Place
Once there was a garden wherein a flower grew
In it all was peaceful, lovely, fresh and new.
Insects came to visit, gentle breezes blew
Sunlight kissed each bud and flower, dipped in morning dew,
An enemy’s sharp glances
Beheld this wondrous scene, planted in the dark of night
A strange new kind of tree, in the centre of this garden
This strange new tree took root, where the soil, the sun
Where very, very good, soon this little tree became
A big and mighty tree, told all the tiny flowers below
This Garden is just for me, his roots drank all the drops of rain
His branches claimed the sun, the little flower cried out in pain
Come see what has been done, I’m just a little flower
I’m weary as can be, there is no sun, no rain, no life
Beneath this mighty tree, come Gardner to my rescue,
Please take me from this place, please let me feel the sun, the rain
Once more upon my face.
Withdrawn
No smiles, no hugs for the children
No kind words to greed my poor boa
I just growl inside my own sadness
Just vanish and hide in a hole
Hoping the world will forget me
Me and this lot called despair
Hoping that no one will notice
How my life is simply not fair.
And whilst these bad feelings are growing
Like weeds inside my head
If I fail to stop them, they choke me,
And Satan will be just so glad
So glad that he finally got me
Stop all the things I could do
So happy to trip me flat on my face
So glad that I’m finally through
So happy I misunderstood
Feeling sorry for self is a sin
That I could have won
This race called life
Had I simply not let HIM in.
Forces
Turbulent sea, life’s full blast, the present, the painful
Soul searching past.
The up’s, the downs, the ins the outs
Days filled with labour, nights with doubts
The storms of life, like a reaching sea
Are tossing, tossing over me.
Grow
Love, hate, joy, strife,
Are the teachers in this our mortal our life’?
Up, down, high, low, forces cause the soul to grow,
Sunshine
If there’s sunshine in your heart, it outshines all storms, all rain.
But a smile upon your face, heal the soul from earthly pain.
If there’s sunshine in your heart, come whatever it might be
For that smile upon your face, set’s your troubled spirit free.
If there’s sunshine in your heart, it will meld the coldest snow
Will dismiss most daily cares, friendships like a candle glow.
If there’s sunshine in your heart, all the world’s a better place
It’s the best gift to bestow, on our anxious human race.
Tomorrow
Tomorrow will bring a far better thing,
All yesterdays vanish in oceans of time
The silver and gold our future will hold
Will be found in Gods glory’s divine.
Be wise
Be wise, be smart write it deep in your heart,
Not with stern looks nor unkind words.
Gently ebb that untamed tongue.
Hold that temper, Soul, be strong.
Lest the time will not be long
You will lose the better part
Of the love within your heart.
Being the best.
Being the best, that I can
A promise I made to my man
Peace within the family
Is all I ever long to see.
Being the best, doing what’s right
Striving for excellence, winning the fight
Patience, forgiveness, tolerance, love
Are the trades that will fit me for heaven above.
I remember
I remember that day at the Village square
I remember it well you and I where there
With a heavy heart, eyes filled with tears.
Wondering how to survive future years
For living with you is not easy
There are wounds in your soul I can’t see.
And living with me is still harder
For the past does not render me free
Still, we promised to try a together life
You as a husband, me as a wife.
You told me
You told me, go and see the world but little did I find.
The sun had slipped beyond my gaze, for you were on my mind.
You told me go to learn and grow, but little did I gain
The sun had slipped beyond my gaze, leaving my heart in pain.
You told me do this for yourself, but only this I know,
There is no joy without you, the spirits flame burns low.
Today
Today may be like any other day
All mere routine, no change in any way
Today may be the day that changes your whole life,
Your soul is ready now to battle, win the strife,
To find this thing that makes a life worth living,
There must be more to it, then labour, tears and giving.
Why can’t this world with all her wise men’s learnings?
Not satisfy the soul’s deepest yearnings?
Would you but stop to think, that everything you do, you say.
Is good or evil, life or death, in your own power today
Does not the grass grow greener when heaven sends her rain?
And so, the heart beads faster filled with repentance pain.
Does not all nature witness God’s wisdom all around?
HIS love and tender mercies by searching Souls are found.
Take this gift from God “today” shape it, teach it to obey.
Today, this fragment of eternity, our Lord has promised us
With HIM to live and see, Oh! how I long that you too would belief
His invitation, ask, just ask, with humble hearts, with firm intend
For then you shall receive.
My heart
What is this thing called love? my heart with thee I pleat.
Two souls with but one thought, two hearts with but one beat.
Oh, say were does love come from? she comes, and she is here.
Then tell why does she vanish? don’t cry, it wasn’t her.
What do you know of pure love? when she’s relenting all self-will.
And when is love the deepest? when she is very still.
How then is love a treasure? when glad she freely gives.
Not sold for Gold or measure, true love for ever lives.
Angela
There was a time I used to think
Poor little ones that stay with others.
Cared for all day by someone else
Deprived of the love, given by mothers.
And then a neighbour came to asks
Would care for Angie you all day?
I looked at her quite puzzled,
Not knowing just what I’m to say?
Please give me time, adjust my mind
I won’t get into this half blind
I’m out most ev’ry day, oh why can’t you see,
And on Wednesday afternoon I teach Primary.
Will she get her daily sleep, will she happy be?
All day to stay with Baby Lee
And a bussie mum like me?
Many a month has passed us by,
I have guarded her sleep,
Have watched her at play.
Baby Angie sacred treasure,
Has filled my heart with sweetest pleasure
She never has been the smallest bother.
My life has been most richly blessed,
Because of a working mother.
The Picture
A picture hangs outside in the hall it’s small, a print, not much value at all.
“But” whenever it seems to catches my eye, it sets me of thinking, and I don’t know why?
The light and shadows so skilfully planned, like joys and sorrows in the master’s hand.
Skilfully outlined each part there shown, for the lessons of life all must claim as their own.
The sunlight over the meadows green, tell of happy days, tell of joys supreme.
Events that make a life worth living, of children’s laughter, the joy of giving
The noble thought’s you helped to impart, to a sister, a brother or strangers’ heart.
Yes, the sunlight there makes me belief God created man much joy to receive.
Shadows and dark lines to serve their goal, for without them poor and empty the soul.
Shadows and dark lines, there for a reason adding deeps to lifetimes fleeting seasons.
Eyes filled with tears; conquering strife make us reach for things that give purpose to life.
Or the mysteries of life we are left to wonder whilst here on the earth and the sky we’re under.
There’s a picture outside in the hall, Mother one’s gave it, did she realise at all?
That whenever it seems to catch my eye, it set’s me off thinking and I don’t know why.
Rainy afternoon
Lazy, rainy afternoon,
Evening you can’t come to soon.
Not a breeze in the trees
Everything so dead and still,
To stay awake takes all my will.
For everything is sleeping.
Amber tree red and gold
Even you don’t look so bold.
Not one bird can be heard,
Vails of fog are dancing
No smiles and no romancing,
The children too are sleeping.
Shades of grey spread evenly
Across a bleak and lonely sky,
Not a single creature will
Show its well-known feature.
This day seems never ending
Let’s put away this mending
And do a little sleeping.
Stranger
I have walked with a stranger; we talked for a while.
And I said to him stranger why so faint is your smile?
Have family and friends all treated you bad?
Has the world and her trials made your heart sad?
Are you looking for someone, someone who would care?
Are you looking for something but don’t know where?
I have talked with this stranger, as he came round my way
Have bade him “Hallo” come inside Friend to stay,
Rest a while by the fireside, feel the warms, feel its glow,
Let me share the wisdom of a good friend I know,
He can help you, teach you, gladly show you the way.
For only few the hours your allotted to stay.
Many days have past, he, a stranger no more,
Precious truth he had found, noble thoughts implored.
With hope in his eyes, on his face a new smile.
I am grateful dear stranger you stayed for a while.
Now the stranger a friend, my brother has gone.
I thank God for a soul that has found his way home.
The greatest Love
The love a mother feels for her child.
Or a father for his own?
Love between a husband and wife
Or for Parents from daughter or son?
Or is it the love for our fellow men,
Called Brother and sister of mine?
I wish to make labels one, two, three
Then set them all up in a line.
Jet hard as I try to work it all out
Surprising results do I find,
For without my parents now where would I be?
Without husband my little once could not be.
And children in the future will seek
For happiness sake another,
The kind we know and recognise, as a sister or a brother.
So round and round in circles goes the rhythm of life forever,
No use to try to work it all out, for it will not work, no never.
Of equal importance eternally stand, for one lends life to the other.
Only one that stands out, is the greatest of all
It’s the love for our Saviour Jesus Christ
And our gracious Heavenly Father.
Thoughts
Smoke from the Campfire drifting by, soon disappears in an endless sky,
Lost in my thoughts, dreaming am I, trees standing tall, blanked the ground
Leaves high above, touched by the wind, murmur sweet lullaby sounds.
Once in a while
Once in a while we all need a friend
Once in a while the touch of a hand.
Once in a while a loving smile
Everyone needs these things once in a while
Once in a while a wish or two
Once in a while that wish to come true
Once in a while we need someone to share
Everyone needs someone’s loving Care.
Once in a while a warm embrace
Once in a while a familiar face
Once in a while a shoulder to cry on
Everyone needs someone’s strength to relay on
Once in a while the wind in your hair
Once in a while a day without care
Once in a while on the top of a hill
Everyone needs special times to reflect and be very still
Once in a while hear the voice that’s within
Once in a while we all need to begin
To know the best gift is a dear friend’s warm smile
Everyone needs a friend once in a while.
A mother’s prayer
Father, I know you love him
The way I love my Boy;
The child your special gift of love
My heart’s delight and joy’
Father, am I one step closer, closer to understand?
How much you miss all of your children
When they let go of your hand.
Father do ever you miss them?
The way I often do?
Father most mortals will never know
The agony you have been through.
You took me one step closer,
Closer to understand
The sacrifice was yours as well,
As you let go of his hand.
Father, please know that I’m grateful
For your sacrifice and love
Teach me to follow his footsteps
Prepare me for heaven above
Father just one more petition,
For I know you understand
Take the Boy we both love,
Hold him close to your heart.
Keep him safe in the palm of your hand.
In search of Christmas
I’m to tell of the story of Christmas, I’m to tell of the reason and rhyme.
And although it’s a subject most common to all, I’m having a difficult time’
For within is a voice that cries Christmas, to live through that month is a crime
For all of the days a year has in store, It’s the maddest, most hectic time.
There are family, friends and relations, there are birthdays and meetings galore
The shopping, the sewing, the bottling, I don’t think I can take anymore.
There’s the baking, the cooking and cleaning, rehearsals in which children play.
Not to mention the parties and concerts, and the B, B, Q, s each other day.
And then how could I ever forget them, beachside holidays also in store
All that packing, traveling and camping, now I know I can’t take any more.
So, I ask myself, where, where is Christmas, where the magic, the joy, the song?
Has the world with her blinding madness, drowned the notes of each sweet noel song?
Let me stop, me think, pose for a while, where oh where has Christmas gone wrong?
Must I with the rest of our busy world, like a tumbleweed roll along.?
No, no I think the time has come, and the time and the place is right now
I’m of to find my lost Christmas, I must search, find it back somehow
So, I tried to find Christmas whilst shopping, and I still could be looking today
Throngs of people, tinsel and gifts galore, heavy hearted I walked away knowing, Christmas cannot be bought in a store
Searching I walked on our city street, all I found was noise and my aching feed
Weary I hang my head in despair, for I could not find Christmas anywhere.
As I sat on my bed my hands where lead, the Scriptures laying there by my side,
As I started to read old familiar words, heart and mind sensed a wonderful light.
For there came oh so sweetly, so softly, the whispers of angel’s pure song
See Christmas is love, Christmas is peace, to find it you need not to roam’
Now I’m ready to tell you of Christmas, lend your ear and listen well
For gladly I tell you of Christmas, it’s a wonderful story to tell.
Christmas lives in a place your eyes cannot see, in a place our hands cannot touch
Father placed it within each human heart, of the children he loves so much.
Christmas is love for our father above, Christmas is love for his son
He gave him to teach us, to show us the way, that will lead us in safety back home.
Christmas is giving
Christmas is giving the best that we can
Just like our father his son gave to men.
He send him to teach us to show us the way
He send him to lead us all home some sweet day.
He gave him to live, he gave him to die.
He loved him, still gave him to you and I.
Let him be born in a manger stall.
To nurture the meek, humble the tall.
He knew he would suffer; knew he would die.
Still on Christmas he gave him to you and I.
Christmas is joy
To bring us joy, to bring us peace.
To grand to mortals’ heavens bliss.
Jesus Christ a babe was born
So long ago on Christmas morn.
Teach all men the truth, the way,
To love each other day by day.
To show us by example
To share, to love and give,
Teach us by the way he walked
A better life to live.
It’s up to us to read, to pray
To fulfil each priceless promise
God send to earth on Christmas day.
Marie Thatchers Joseph song
He was just a lad, a country lad but he loved the lord indeed
Only fourteen years when he read these words
And pondered in his heart, if any of you lack wisdom,
Let him ask of God, who giveth to all men liberally and abrades not.
His name was Joseph, yes Joseph, like the Joseph of olden days
So, he found a grove wherein to pray, to seek his lord’s command.
There was a vision most glories to behold, it was granted this humble boy
Whom the lord had foreordained of man, his gospel to restore.
If any of you lack wisdom, let him ask of god, who giveth
To all men liberally and abrades not, in all its purpose, its fulness
For it’s the gospel to make men one, Joseph saw and heard God the Father, and his beloved son
Repeat: There Joseph saw and heard God
The Father and his beloved Son.
Love
Love is but a high or low, an in or out, a come and go
A penny in a wishing well, a ride to heaven or trip to hell
A bowl of mass confusion, a plate of sweet delusion
A glass of bitter wine, a curse or gift divine.
A tug of war were forces pull, the rope from either end
Where I’m my fiercest enemy, where I’m my dearest friend.
The soul cries out, where shall I go? what ever shall I do?
I’m at the end, no place to turn, then waiting there was you.
You waited all that long, long time, whilst I was out to roam.
You smiled, then opened wide your arms, and said: Lets go back home.
Where love is light, love is peace, were sorrow and confusion seas.
Back home with thee my Lord
Betrayal
I have a friend, for he calls himself friend
He’s happy when sunny the weather.
I have watched my friend, he who calls himself friend
When the storm blows, he’s off in the heather.
For he says to himself, there’s non right, non-wrong,
I sit here on my fence till the morning shall come.
I just wait till the clouds and the rain is all gone.
Then jump off to the side with the music and song.
I take no one’s side for I wish them all well.
For non-walk my feet to heaven or hell.
I seek all men’s love and affection,
All sides open I seek as protection.
But I look at my friend, he who calls himself friend
And my heart aches with sorrow and pain
For a friend on a fence, clothed in lights of pretence,
Soon must find himself out in the rain.
For surly it’s better to have one true friend.
Then crave the affection of many,
Oh, what good is dear life?
When we turn round to find,
True friends we haven’t got any.
Awakening from a dream
In my dreams I come to you, for my soul still clings to you.
My hopes like yours, your faith like mine,
A love kept hidden in a shrine.
In my thoughts I come to you, for my mind still clings to you
My dreams like yours, your hopes like mine,
A love kept hidden in a shrine.
With my heart I come to you, for my spirit clings to you,
My hopes like yours, your faith like mine,
A love kept hidden in a shrine.
Only reason casts you out, for all around there’s fear and doubt
This childlike heart and soul of mine, can’t comprehend
Love in a shrine.
Perhaps some other place and time, when we both live inside the shrine.
We come to understand, to know, whilst here on earth it was the best to let Each another go.
How does it feel
How does it feel when you know you have lost?
A pearl of great prise you once held in the past?
Something near perfect, something of worth.
Something most souls never find on the earth.
How can the love we shared grow stronger?
When it has reason nor rhyme any longer?
The love we could have shown to our God
By simply just singing aloud his dear word.
Gone is the chance to reach out and touch
The souls of his children, he loves so much.
Tools well prepared, now tools tossed aside.
Like treasures beneath the oceans tide.
And the seeds, the seeds we could have sown.
Man will not find, they remain unknown.
Traded for glory, bargained for fame.
For worldly possession or a well-known name.
Foolish, foolish you, foolish, foolish me
Our Lord awaits us weeping, if we could only see.
For get me nots
I do not need forget-me-nots my friends name to recall
Nor do I need sweet songs of old, nor pictures on the wall
I do not need the trinkets now sitting on the shelf
I don’t need anything at all while I still have myself.
While I still hold the sweet dreams of a distant yesterday
While I still feel the painful loss of one who walked away.
It’s hard to see the how, the why my dreams turned out all wrong
Where one returns to toil, to live without loves sweet old song.
December the 31rst our home is filled with souls that miss other souls, Leah, Kevin, Peter Jackie, me well I should not but I do, so at 5 am in the morning this thought roam around in my head.
I need to
I need to face another day, another day without you
I need to face the road that meets the sunset on my own.
Whilst all around I see the things that ever tell about you
Thus, constantly reminding me-----your gone
I need to sing another song, another song without you
I need to find the harmony we used to be alone
Still I can hear the happy tunes we used to sing together
Thus, constantly reminding me your gone.
I need to dream another dream, another dream without you,
I need to find the light that shines within me all alone.
Whilst golden cords of friendship try to find you
My dearest friend, the one I know has gone.
Yesterday
I have always needed you,
Always thought your loving true.
Now it seems we have reached the end,
Lost now is my long-lost friend.
Lost in tasks, in toil and care
Lost to find that grant career.
And I’m left to wonder why
I believed each little lie
How could I be so deceived?
Like a child I once believed.
Things so carefree you would say,
Would carry me from day to day.
How everything that meant so much
Has lost its lustre, lost its touch.
Yes gone, fled, fled so far away
Are all the dreams of yesterday?
A Fool
Memories now pools of tears
Tears not worth the crying
What a fool you made of me
With your carefree lying
When I knew right from the start
In the end you break my heart.
This foolish heart of mine, left ravished like a shrine.
Have ever
Have ever you loved one you thought a true friend?
Have ever you thought surly this cannot end?
All your devotion, your fondest emotion
Bestowed on one you called friend.
Have ever you lost one you thought a true friend?
Did your world fall apart, asthou it would end?
When all your devotion, your fondest emotion
Crushed and broken, by one you called friend.
Have ever you lived with a wounded soul?
Not finding a cure that would make it whole?
Go searching, for somewhere around the next bend,
You will find another to call a true friend.
Germany 24th D Day Monday just returned from the Regensburg Archives
Feeling down oh so down. Asking myself WHY am I here and I discover that most of the things I see as negative in my live, are also the ones that have pushed me on to do the things Destiny has foreordained me to do.
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Running away
1 Running away from my life, running as fast as I can
Running where ever too destiny leads me now,
Running away from a man.
Chorus:
Love, love please leave me alone, don’t want to know you no more
Sweet peace come back again, let all things be again, just as they were once before.
2 Brought up to do what is right, I know this love must not be,
Love oh please set me free, this game is costing me.
A good man, our children, our home.
Chorus:
3 Just like an innocent child, blindly I fell for your charms
Let ev’ry word you said fill up my heart, my head
Let life begin in your arms.
Chorus:
4 Now as I’m looking at truth, counting the loses, the gain.
There is a war inside, one restless, endless fight
Bringing me nothing but pain.
Chorus:
Where is the person I knew? Once so contented and free.
Loving her work, her play, starting each new born day
God find her were ever she may be.
Chorus:
Sweet sanctuary by Leah Christine Cunha
I always seem to end up here in this sweet sanctuary,
I always seem to end up here, alone, with only me.
In this small place, so peaceful, a world that’s truly mine,
This place, this space so silent, where time’s hard to define.
Where I can think and ponder, or say a little prayer
Where I can cry in anguish, wishing you were there.
Where I can laugh at memories, or have my soul’s complaint,
Where I can lie in solitude, when I am feeling faint.
Where harmony is found, and lines are soft
Upon my wondering mind,
Where dreams take place, and hopes are made
When you I cannot find
Where seasons I see while years pass by
And new sweet songs appear
Whenever tragedies fall
Or joys are found, yes!! I always end up here.
And where’s this place? You ask me now
Where all my secrets bloom, I tell you softly—
This small place is the sanctuary of my room.
My Friend
When I’m unhappy, feeling blue, this world comes tumbling down
You are the one I’m counting on your near, always around.
You understand me, overlook things I don’t mean to say,
There when ever things go wrong, we’re traveling the same way,
We face the world together see each other though
Regardless of the weather just little me and you
I’m happy that you are my friend all the way right to the end
Some folks say life is a lonely ride not for us, we travel side by side.
Don’t matter what gets in our way we jump our hurdles day by day
All the way right to the end just you and me my dearest friend.
Australia our Home
Australia: I have seen 152
Australia; the country 153
Pioneers 154
Melbourne town 155
Point of View 156
My Country A Song
I have seen the far horizon of sunlit desert plains;
Beheld the rugged bushland engulfed in drenching rains,
I have watched the sunsets glory sink into jewelled sea;
Forever more I know, I know where my heart longs to be.
Chorus: Australia my Country, Australia wondrous land,
May God forever keep thee - within His mighty hand.
I have walked the shady gully down by the ferny creek;
Climbed treacherous mountain ranges and gazed from lofty peak,
I have watched the black swan’s journey on steady beating wing.
Forever more I know, I know the song I love to sing.
Chorus
I have strolled the golden grass land on tracks worn by the sheep;
Seen magic moonlit paddocks where cattle lay asleep,
Stood on sandy windswept beaches relieved from daily care.
Forever more I know, I know the song I long to share.
Chorus.
Australia A song
1) The country that I call my own, the place wherein I find my home
Is beautiful and free, where you hear kids and grownups say,
The little words good day, good day, is where I long to be.
Chorus: Australia, Australia so beautiful and free.
Australia, Australia is where I love to be.
2) Her townships settled far and wide, on coastline and in countryside.
Are splendid sides to see, our pioneer’s fond dreams come true,
For they prepared for me, for you, a land of industry.
Chorus:
3) In wonder I behold this place, where people from most ev’ry race
Now dwell in harmony, where children hold a golden band,
Which ties to ours their native land, come world behold and see.
Chorus:
Pioneers
They came, they came so many came, from lands beyond the sea.
They brought their courage, hopes and dreams, they longed for liberty.
They brought their faith, their strength, their skills
They felled the mighty tree; and planted in the fertile sod.
Seeds of prosperity.
The farmer and the minor came, the scholar and the fool.
The lawyer, priest and teacher came, and hands that knew the tool.
They came and many gave their all, to make this country great.
They build the churches; build the schools, then set the cities gate.
They build the rail-roads; and the ports, around this land so wide.
Fought droughts and floods, fought fear and hate; then set the soldier’s shrine.
Thus, many years have come, have gone, beneath the cross on high.
Their sweat and toil; their joys and fears, have all but passed us by.
In freedoms sweet repose we dwell, beneath Australia’s sun.
Pay homage to the wondrous deeds,
our pioneers have done.
Melbourne town-- set to music
1) Do you know the town on Port Phillip Bay?
Where folks from near and far will come to stay?
Where you see buildings tall and gardens fair.
Where you can have a great time almost anywhere.
Chorus: Yes, it’s Melbourne, our hometown Melbourne,
Where the Yarra flows in to the bay.
Yes, it’s Melbourne our hometown Melbourne,
It’s the town the only place I love to stay.
Chorus
2) This great city of ours I’m pleased to say,
Graced by the opera house and the ballet.
Blessed by the sights and sounds from lands a far.
Our flag is not the only place you see five stars.
Chorus:
Fondly we recall our walks in the park
The Myer music bowl as it gets dark,
The river bathed in light, the soldier’s shrine,
And I’m so glad to know this town is yours and mine.
Chorus:
Do you know the town on Port Phillip Bay?
Where folks from round the world will come to play?
There’s just so much for all to do, to see,
With many a good voice lost down at the M C G. Chorus
Point of view
A fun Song for children
Hear the Kookaburra chuckle in the old gum tree;
Rain or shine he's always fine; He's happy as can be.
Could we be like him, could we but have his point of view,
We would flap our wings, bob up and down and chuckle too.
Chorus: :I La La La La - La La La La - la la la la I:
See the parrots have a party in our apple tree;
Munching apples by the score for breakfast, lunch and tea.
Could we be like them, could we but have their point of view,
We would find that they don't mind if we were munching too.
Chorus.
Mother magpie sings so sweetly by the old tin shed,
It's a brand-new day, get up don't be a sleepy head.
Could we be like her, could we but have her point of view,
We would greet each brand-new day and sing a sweet song too.
Chorus.
Days are good or bad, are fun or sad, are gold or blue;
Life is life, it’s up and down, we hope and struggle through
Still the fact remains, in all we ever say or do,
I: In the end it all depends upon your point of view:
Poetry for Children
My Teacher 157
Golden Tucks 158
I can do 159
Sunbeams 160
Little things 160
My little star 161
God’s gentle care 162
Small 163
A bonza Ossie day 164
We ought to smile 165
Before we came 166
My Teacher (A Song)
My teacher will you tell me
Tell me of truth divine
That I may never fear this World
That I may never fear this world
Pray his Light on me shine.
My Parents will you guide me
Please guide me Day by Day
That my young Feet may ever tread
That my young feet may ever tread.
The straight and narrow Way.
My Saviour would you take me
Please take me by the Hand
For when thou art beside me
For when thou art beside me.
I'll find your promised Land.
Theme song on our music Tape
“Golden Tucks”
I sing my little songs for you
And pray that you will love them too
Hoping that someday they be
A pleasant childhood memory
Golden Tacks to see you through
In all you need to say and do
Golden Tacks outlasting time
Holding fast each note and rhyme
Holding fast each note and rhyme.
Action song for children
I can do so many things
I can sing and I can smile, can be happy all the while.
Make a happy funny face, make the world a better place
I can jump and I can run, twirling round, it’s lots of fun.
Hop just like a bunny small, be a soldier straight and tall
I can wash my hands and face, brush my hair need in its place,
Shake your hand, how do you do, just as grownups always do.
I can sweep the kitchen floor, for my brother hold the door,
Put my toys and cloth away, be a cheerful child all day.
I can talk to Baby small, I’m already Tall, tall, tall
Can be helpful, smile and sing, I can do so many things.
Sunbeams A song for Children
When sunbeam dance upon the waves, down by the river or the sea
I feel so grateful for I know; God gave me eyes to see.
Sunbeams play in meadows green, where sheep and cattle feed,
I feel protected for I know, like them my steps He leads.
When sunbeams touch my face, I close my eyes and thankful be
For warmth and light, for all the things, my father gives to me.
Little things (a song for children)
Little things are beautiful, so small we hardly see,
The tiny flowers, the busy ants, the baby bumble-bee.
Little things are beautiful, please help my Eyes to see,
The tiny shells in yellow sand, down by the mighty sea.
Little things are beautiful, it’s true, just look at me.
I care for things my father made, and he takes care of me.
My little star a song for children
When I feel sad and lonely, when things have gone all wrong
I listen to a voice within, and hear this little song:
You are my little star, send to a place I’ve called the earth
You are my little star, to live and learn, I gave you birth
You are my little star, not left to face the world alone
My Angels will protect you, until I call you home.
Gods gentle care
Tiny flowers so bright and fair all know of his tender care,
All know of the gentle love; God sends daily from above.
Pretty birds upon the wing, who has taught them how to sing?
All know of the gentle love God sends daily from above.
Busy insects here and there, on the ground and every where
All know of the gentle love; God sends daily from above.
Little fishes fast and free, in the river, in the sea,
All know of the gentle love; God sends daily from above.
Precious children everywhere are in fathers tender care,
All know of the gentle love; He sends daily from above.
Small
Small, like little Fire-flies, sparks of love shine in my eyes.
It’s oh so very plain to see, love in my heart that shines for thee.
Gentle as warm summer-rain, Jesus eases all my pain,
In his gentle touch I feel, a love that’s glorious and real.
Deep as the sea, thoughts longing to commune with thee,
Look in my heart for there you see; love that is thine eternally.
On a bonza Ossie Day on our Golden Tacks C D
Beneath the gumtree’s shady leaves, we run and shout and play
Where the Kookaburra’s laugh, and the Parrots noisy squawk,
We have a bonza Ossie day, hey, hey, we have a bonza Ossie day.
No! in this world you never see, kid’s as lucky or as free,
In this world you never see Dinkum Mates like you and me
On a bonza Ossie day hey, hey, on a bonza Ossie day.
The Little Echo singers
The little Echo Dancers
We ought to smile
A song for children
We ought to smile because God loves us
We ought to smile because we know he cares
Gave us this world to make us glad.
Gave us a Mum gave us a Dad
Yes, all the while we ought to smile.
We ought to smile because God loves us
We ought to smile because we know he cares
He gave us everything we need
From head to toe we’re so complete
Yes, all the while we ought to smile.
We ought to smile because God loves us
We ought to smile because we know he cares
In this whole world you never see
Another someone just like me
: I Yes, all the while we ought to smile. I:
Getting on in Life
Titles of the Poems for the Elderly and Nursing home Residents.
Index on Page
This World
The final move
Gifts
Dorothy
Alzheimer’s
Circles
It’s wrong
Edith
The door
That’s life
Aua Aua oh
The stairs
Just look
Onward
Joy
Some people think
Winter
I used to
This World
This world is filled with lonely folks, Folks like you and me.
Whose eyes are dimmed by salty tears, eyes that no longer see
The silver linings of the clouds, the moonbeams o’r the sea
The sunrise of each new born day, or blossoms on the tree.
And oft we meet each other whilst rushing through each day
Feeling hopeless, lost for words, don’t know what to say.
This world needs hero’s, little brave folks, folks like you and me.
To place an arm around a friend, share a smile and say:
So good to see you, hope you’re well, I’m glad you came my way.
Dorothy
The Residents are waiting now for their special Monday show
Over the rainbow and far away for I'm Dorothy today.
A little dance a little song, will make them smile
The whole day long. sparks of life to scatter pain
Back through the years, down memory lane
Over the hill and far away, they all are Dorothy today.
The final move
They have emptied the house, have swept every floor,
Then turned the key that locks the door,
Of this my home, for my time has come to move into a nursing home.
It’s time I heard the young folks say! that she is cared for day by day,
Where she is fed, where she is safe, dear Lord, I wish it was my grave.
The children all are married now, with families of their own,
Moved far away and walk the streets of many a foreign town.
Goodbye to you old apple tree, your old and weathered just like me,
We planted you the day we wed; A Day this old heart won’t forget.
Together faced the storms of life, shared joy and laughter, pain and strife,
Suitcase all packed, one final walk past the old garden gate,
My treasures in a carboard box, they say we’re running late!
They say it’s all the best for me, they say I’m sure to find
New friends cause all the nurses there are always very kind,
I’ll have a bed, my favourite chair,
My photographs, my book, the precious things I ones adored
The tide of life soon took, ah yes! dear Lord you blessed my life
In all the years gone by, I’ll stay until you call me home.
My hourglass runs dry.
Mother Ella in the Nursing Home 2017
Laurel
There is a little Someone not even five feet tall.
Still when I see her my soul swells-
Beyond our Garden Wall.
For in her Hand she holds a Key,
A Key to Heart and Soul,
And with her Pen she writes the Words
That make the Wounded whole.
It is a Gift –a Gift from Heav’n.
Given to those who Love.
It is a Treasure to be shared
From our Dear God above.
Our Lives are filled with Miracles.
If we could only see-
Beyond the frail-the old-the sick-
Beyond the four feet three.
Written for Laurel, By Ingrid S. 7/4/2002
A wonderful example of grace and compassion.
Alzheimer’s
A frail and tiered face I see upon a pillow white.
An empty chair beside your bed awaits me ev’ry night.
I talk to you the same old way I used to talk before.
But I can tell the words don’t swell you heart and soul no more.
A far-off look, a silent gaze. A world I do not know,
A world I cannot comprehend, a universe unknown.
Has claimed you, maimed you, taken you so far, so very far.
Escorted you, transported you beyond the farthest star,
I’ll try my best to reach you to share your quiet peace,
facing helpless as a child Alzheimer’s disease.
Written for George in 2001
George and Baby Shane 2001
Circles
The circles I once moved in, are gone, I’m left alone.
The man I used to laugh with is in a nursing home.
My dear old friends all paired of, are kind, still I feel out,
A quiet place to hide away now beats the milling crowd.
Let others go out dancing, let others drift and roam.
I think it best to get some rest and spent my time at home.
Edith
She is growing old; she is turning blind.
Mumbled talk and slow of mind.
Slurring steps, faltering gait-
Time, a time just will not wait
Will not wait for rich or poor.
Boldly enters ev’ry door.
Never knocks, walks right in,
No escape, no chance to win.
Ever onward towards the Grave.
To be with God where she is safe.
It's Wrong
In Days of old when Folks where left a dying,
To go the way, all flesh is meant to go.
Oh! it was hard there's surly no denying,
To lose a loved one to that unknown sphere.
Then Families gathered round to do their morning,
To shed their tears, to share their loose and grieve.
But time sweet time would come to do her healing,
And time sweet time would render blessed sweet relieve.
Then Folks would turn and get on with their living,
For it's the way this life has always been.
And tear's they cried would someday be a memory,
And after all the rain the sun would shine again.
Now man has gained much knowledge in the matter,
Of keeping Folks alive, no questions ask.
And Death our friend we now can turn away,
And hide him well behind a new-found mask.
Keep them alive no matter what the cost.
Keep them alive no matter what they've lost.
Keep them a live for that's what they must be,
Keep them alive for all to freely see.
The grief with which their Souls are racked
To feel humiliation, sorrow, pain.
Come Doctor's safe them, safe them jet.
Come make their misery your wealth your gain.
Increase the burdens of their Loved one's here,
As by their Bed they sit and watch them grinsh
When plagued by many ills, many a pain
Incapable of shifting by a single inch.
When Nurses labour to their very limits.
When weary they attend our loved one's here
Why can’t you see you bring but suffering and pain?
Why won’t you let them fly away to heaven
To be with God our father one's again.
The Door
So close to that mysterious door, fear bids the soul to enter in.
Death is not foe, but friend! Don’t linger take his hand.
Beyond that secret door you find that blissful shore.
Where all pains all sorrows flee, happy there your soul will be.
Go my friend, don’t look behind, glory land you there will find.
In your makers fond embrace, feel his love, behold his face.
There you will come to understand Death is not foe
But loving friend.
That’s Life
I am weary oh so weary, weary in my head.
I am tired, oh so tired, can’t get out of bed.
They are heavy, oh so heavy, heavy are my bones,
And to move them, just to prove them,
Is like shifting tons.
In the past the long ago now, I could leap, could run.
In the days so far behind me, oh, I had such fun,
Running, jumping, whirling, prancing, dancing cross the floor.
Never taking any time, to think what lay in store.
Oh, how could I ever phantom?
All that time would do, to the folks once young and fit,
Folks like me and you.
Then I took it all for grated,
Vigour, health and strength,
Oh, the years sure left their tokens,
Clipped me of my wings.
Now as I awake each morning,
It’s the same old rhyme,
How I wish I could remember
Just the date or time.
Now as I awake each morning
Weary in my head,
I have myself a cup of tea,
And then go back to bed.
Aua Aua Oh
How could we ever phantom what old age would do?
Words you hear both loud and clear are Aua Aua OH.
At times it’s little me, and often times it’s you.
Each time we move the dreaded words of Aua Aua Oh
Even when we’re sleeping guess what we pursue?
With every toss and every turn, it’s Aua Aua Oh.
Guests to our home, well they may think
They’re visiting a Zoo, all that commotion
Round this place of the Aua Aua Oh.
The hands, the shoulder, hips and knees.
It even hurts each time we sneeze.
But it’s alright we take it, what else is there to do?
Except to still that dreaded pain with Aua Aua Oh.
So dearest Friends don’t feel too bad,
When finally, we shoot through,
Just know:
That finally we are free- from the Aua Aua Oh.
The Stair
Oh dear, once again I stand,
Rail held tied in hand,
At the bottom of does dreaded stairs.
Wishing I was fit, young and fancy free
Like a little bird without a single care.
Wishing I could fly, or just go hop, hop,
Quickly from one stair unto another,
Now it’s plain to see for old folks like me
Climbing Stairs is really quiet a bother.
Now I would not mind, no! I would not care
Someone big and strong, hoist me up that stair.
Breezing out a sigh, think of years gone by,
When a favoured past time was to rock and roll.
When on mountain track weight down with a pack
All the rocks and boulders under firm control.
Oh! I had such fun when these knees were young,
Now the memories of the past just fill the soul.
But I must be fair, willingly declare
That it’s someone else’s turn to go and do
All the things of youth, whilst I face the truth
Standing at the bottom of does dreaded stairs.
Just look
Just look in the mirror, see what you are?
Ugly and old, no longer a star.
Ugly and old, oh what a shame,
Life sure is sad, no one to blame.
Neighbours round here, well!
They are all the same
The reason they all
To this nursing home came.
Here where folks are ugly and old.
Here where bones feel feeble and cold.
Here where eyes no longer see well.
Ears do not hear; teeth no longer crack shell.
Where pain nightly robes us of much needed sleep.
Where daily we struggle our senses to keep.
But! we ought not to worry for soon we will be,
Back home, where once more we are pretty and free.
Onward
Ever onward bold and brave Oh- how sweet to know
The secret gate to Heaven lies just beyond the grave.
Joy
True joy will only be found beyond the gates of death
Freedom’s portals may be walked beyond our tears and stress
Enduring loss, grief and pain will some sweet day be joys refrain?
Some People think
Some people think that money would change their way of life.
Some folks think that worldly goods could banish all trouble all strife.
Yet all the money in the world can’t buy you back your health
And treasures such as love or friends are not obtained by wealth
And no amount of petty cash can pledge a happy life.
And to much of a bank account can cause the soul much strife.
But should you care to find things that the eye can’t see
Like blessed peace and love, look for them on your knees.
Winter
Cold, rain, wind, snow
I’m glad I’m old, nowhere to go
I’m oh so happy I can stay
In my old dressing gown all day.
Don’t need go to work no more
No need to open that front door
With bed socks in my ugly boots
Contended as can be
Get up to have some Cornflakes
Some toast, some nice hot tea,
Then find myself a book or two
Just read or watch T V.
Let this old world turn round and know
She’s older, so much older
Then weary little me.
My Friends at the Lodge
I used too
I used to wear some bright red shoes when I was young and free
Now I wear ugboots soft and warm to safe that troubling knee
I used to wear my dancing skirt when I was fit and trim
Now I wear woollen jumpers to keep my whole self in
Rock and roll I loved to dance all night, till break of day
Now I walk to the local shop puff home without delay,
Now that I’m old and tiered I’m just so glad to be
Where it is warm and quiet with just my dog and me.
Just for the Fun of it
Poetry to make you smile
Sunday morning
I adore the Number 4
Oh dear
My thoughts
My book
Spiders
I must
Come
A paradox
The lot
How do I feel
I want to stay
Pandoras Box
The letter W
Holiday
Waltzing Matilda My Computer
Spontaneous delight
Rain
Ingrid’’s Fairy Dolls
Sunday morning
The clutter in the kitchen, tells of the day begun, she’s cooking oatmeal porridge
For daughter, dad and son, brewing herbal tea now, to make us warm inside.
She’s frying us some bacon, Oh, smell of sweet delight, although I’d love to stay
Right here in my warm bed, the smell of fresh fried bacon is going to my head.
If I don’t get up promptly, I know without a doubt, my brother dear will eat it
And I’ll be missing out! So up I get and ready, as quickly as can be.
To get my share of bacon and cup of herbal tea.
I adore the number 4
Friend let me tell you why I adore,
The one the only number four
Four legs on my table, four legs on my chair
Four wheels on the car, take me any old were,
Four short stubby legs, I find under my bed.
Into which I climb to rest my head.
Four Kookaburra’s out there in the tree
Don’t even mind when they’re laughing at me.
Four steady winds that blow over the sea
Four virtues to make a far better me
And now you can see, why I adore,
The one and only number "four"
O Dear
Oh dear, oh dear, say what have we here?
This poor Guy, he sure look's a Mess!
It looks like he wore himself right to the bone.
As faithful he laboured till death.
Alas no one noticed, nobody knew,
Just what all that counting and thinking would do.
His Honour ne'r questioned, his cares never ceased,
Whilst margins of Profits he daily increased.
See! Long after his labours on earth where done,
His Lifeblood spend, away from the Sun.
They send him a medal, they set him apart.
Placed it over the spot that once held his Heart.
My Book
All day long I look and look for that very special book
The one I left here in this nook, if someone took it, I'll be crook
I'll mourn for it; I'll pine and sook and wonder just who may have took
My dear old friend, my precious book
My thoughts
My thoughts come out all shapes all sizes
Like pepples by the sea.
Fly like lightning through the air, then bounce back on me.
How do they start? where do they go?
I really would not mind to know!
Like torrents they begin to fall, taking with them soul and all.
Growing to a reaching stream, there are times I want to scream.
Stop it! stop it! please be still, go away obey my will.
Then one simple thought I’ll borrow? take it easy, just relax
The world will keep on turning
The sun still shine tomorrow.
Spiders
There are spiders in my head, when I'm up or in my bed
And where ever else I'll be this wee creature follow me.
Some are white and some are black these wee creatures in my head
Some are good some are bad; some are happy some are sad
How I wish I wish I knew, just exactly what to do
With this spider in my head, all day long and in my bed
Oops I’ve got it, plain to see, only black ones bother me.
Black, black spiders fear and doubt, with a song I'll sweep them out
Gratitude the perfect broom, get to work clean out that room
No more spiders, and I know, good
Thoughts make the spiders go.
I must go
I must get up, I must go, hurry, hurry don’t be slow
Go to work just go and do all the tasks folks need me to.
Take folks to the shop again, help the children, Grandkids too
Oh, there’s just so much to do, I must hurry I must go
Get up woman, don’t be slow.
Come
Come in to my parlour said the spider with a grin,
Well! the poor fly fell for it and she flew right in
Flew into that web of danger, could not get back out
Friends take care,
Don’t you be falling for the spiders clever calling.
A Paradox
A Paradox, a paradox, life is just like a pair of socks
A pair of socks, one black, one white
One much to dark, one much to light.
It’s good to know wherever we go, we try our best to hide,
This paradox, this pair of socks, this life of black and white.
The Lot
When life is in a tangle, the brain is in a knot.
The heart is in a jungle, the soul inside a pot.
And oft folks fail to comprehend
How they gained all they’ve got?
It’s pretty clear some folks came here
To order once, twice, sometimes tries
A helping with the lot.
How do I feel?
How do I feel? Like a fish in a nett.
Like a fox in a snare, like a chicken that’s wet.
Like a bird in a cage, like a dog on a chain.
A bee minus hive, a flower without rain.
How do I feel? like a snail minus house,
A racon in a trap, an orphan mouse.
Like a bird without wings,
A queen without rings,
A duck without a little nest,
The dust inside a treasure chest,
How do I feel?
Like a bell that can’t ring,
Like a nightingale that no longer can sing.
Like a boat without ores, a tree without roots.
A wandering swagman without any boots.
How do I feel? I feel like a heel.
Like an out of tune gone to run glockenspiel.
Like the lonely tin woodman, without a heart.
Like a ragged doll all torn apart.
Like a tall giraffe, with a knot in his neck.
How do I feel???
I feel a wreck.
I want to stay
I want to stay in my bed all day.
And read my favoured book.
Or write a poem, maybe two, I’m feeling sort of crook.
Or maybe I’m just tired, and need a day of rest,
I wish I were a little bird; all snug inside a nest.
Oh, so warm and cosy, from head down to my toesy.
Please mother let me stay, here in my bed all day.
No traffic lights, no cars, no truck.
No one to push me down life’s track.
No boss, no phone, no stress, nor great big office mess.
To frizzle out my brain, no hurry, worry, pain.
Oh please, just let me stay, here in my bed all day.
Pandora’s Box
My heart is like pandoras box, no one shall ever see
The secrets that are stored within, no one shall know, but me.
My soul is like a wishing well, no one shall ever know.
The secrets hidden in its depths, nor where my longings flow.
Still there are times I long and pray, somewhere there is a key
To open up pandora’s box, to set my longings free.
The Letter W
Has ever it occurred to you?
How wonderous is the W?
A letter of a special kind
In who’s spell your bound to find.
The opposite of many things.
For different are the gifts it brings.
It’s wicked or it’s wonderful,
It’s when and where and why?
It’s wishing on a wandering star, or work as weeks slip by.
It’s wealthy, wacky, weary. It’s winner, want or wrong.
It’s worn out or it’s wholesome, It’s yes, I will or won’t
It’s wimp, it’s woe or wow, it’s fun if you know how.
Holiday at the cabin
Four are playing cards, four are having fun
Edith taking risks, Pam goes for a run
Soon we are all in, then we are all out
Just like life, sweet life, there just is no doubt
Walter, let’s go on. Pam, let’s go to bed.
Edith tree more runs, working up a sweat.
Triple cards, oh boy! who shall ever win
Friends let us go to bed, sleeping is no sin.
Waltzing Matilda
The north wind is whistling his waltzing, Matilda.
He’s rocking the birds in their nest.
He rattles the windows, shutters and doors.
Does not ask for time out to rest.
The treetops are swaying, dancing along,
The chucks hide away in fear and alarm.
The dog in his kennel, the cat on her rug.
The menfolk have gone to the local pup.
My computer
My dear Computer, your poor disaster,
You sure did not choose a clever Master.
Until I learn to do tasks the smart way.
I’m stuck to do things the difficult hard way
Every job is pure frustration, a total lack of Inspiration.
All these modern gadgets here fill the heart with constant fear.
Let me know that I am old, no longer eager, no longer bold,
So please forgive me when I say, I’ll come back some another day.
Spontaneous delight (a song)
When I get with folks like you
That love to do the things I do
That’s right, that’s right, that’s right, that’s right
It’s called spontaneous delight.
When we strike a happy tune
Like honey dripping from a spoon
That’s right, that’s right, that’s right, that’s right,
It’s called spontaneous delight,
Some for you and some for me
Makes folks happy as can be
That’s right, that’s right, that’s right, that’s right
It’s called spontaneous delight
Rain
Here we are again, in the rain again
Even thou I pledged never, never more
By the oceans shore in a tent again in the rain.
Rain is pouring down, everything is wet
All there is to do, is to stay in bed.
Watching kits get soaked, rubber boats get smoked
What a thing to do, they were just brand new.
Watch that fireside as it slowly died, steak just half way fried
Guess I serve them rare, please do not despair,
As we try to fare in this rain.
Hear our Daniel cry, find my little frog
He just hopped away it’s a frightful shock.
For my little friend all alone to be,
When it’s wet like this in the rain.
Daddies fishing poles there just standing there
Guess the fish don’t mind, they don’t give a care
Bet there glad to know we’re just wet like them
As we wade about in the rain.
Where’s some lunch yells Lee, poor child starved like me.
Sitting on a log in the rain
But the big boss said: You just stay in bed
Have a lovely rest, for I know what’s best
Read a book or two for that sun up there
Will come shining through
And tomorrow will be no more rain.
For the past four days I have sat right here
And no longer will I patient be
I must let him know that I’m mighty sore
In a spot where I’ve not been sore before.
Husband dearie please, see me on my knees,
Have a heart and please take us home
Where it’s safe and warm, no rain, no storm?
And the mud is not up to our knees.
Please, please take us home
And I write for you a much better poem
Ingrid’s Art and Craft
Just some Golden Nuggets
Little gems of wisdom fill the corners of my head,
And I think I ought to share them with my Friends instead.
All these little gems of wisdom printed on the heart in might,
Dear friends to know and love them fills the soul with truth and light.
The world is sick and troubled, old rules have passed away.
Our children fall and stumble as confusion fills their day.
Little gems of wisdom show the pass on which to go,
Bringing love and freedom to men on earth below.
Loneliness, the biggest burden our world carries on her back
Lack of care are shadows which follow
The highways that many a lost soul must track
A little bit more love
To heal a wounded soul
A little more compassion
Could render nations whole
We need to cast our Anker into Christ’s word
Until faith has taught us to kiss a striking Lord
Our Body is a temple, take good care of it
Our Brain a keeper of knowledge, share it
Our Spirit receptor of wisdom, respect it
Doubts that covered heart and mind
Submit to reason sway
As the mist of winters morn
Before the sun’s bright ray.
Children black and brown and white
In Gods own garden grow
Send to the earth to learn and grow
Because “HE” loves them so.
Eagles don’t fly with sparrows, Fishes don’t build a nest
It’s good to know that for nature and men.
God’s laws prove to be the best.
Would’s, thou find happiness in life
Help other Souls to win the strife
The kindness that you will impart
In time returns to your own heart.
Lord:
To carry life’s burdens my Shoulders bless
My heart reign in times of great happiness
Try to do right as you run life’s swift race
And most other things will fall into place
.
Times faithful on daily duties spent
Are better than lofty dreams my friend.
To be free does not mean to do as we please
But to want to do that which is required of us.
That which you have decided to DO -DO!
Determination will see you through.
Beyond the dark clouds of trouble and strife
Hide glorious visions of splendour and light.
In our world nothing counted great has ever come for free-
Bitter battles have been fought before they became to be.
Not who you are-nor what you plan
Is worthy in our fathers’ eyes
But he who valiantly will stand
And faithful battles till the end
Will gain the noblest price.
My friend I would encourage you
Be faithful in all things and true
No lying words escape your tongue
Say No, to Acts you know are wrong.
Honours come to souls that see
Righteousness’ will keep them free.
There are so many things that I would love to say
Still, it is best to lock the door and throw the key away.
The good Lord gave all Souls the right to choose their destiny.
To live their lives on earth from all Oppressions free.
Look forwards, don’t look back
Whilst running down life’s track.
Be positive in everything you do,
Fashion your life, your destiny
Make sacred dreams come true.
Use self-control-be strong, dispersing all that’s wrong
And sure, as daylight follows night.
Your dreams and aspirations will somehow turn out right.
Let it be yes or no- don’t twist your words around
Keep the story short to truth and to honour bound
Words are holy things, so let’s not waste a sound
He who reaches for noble goals and thoughts
He who day by day the beautiful pursues
Need never fear the wrongs which hover round
For he has built his life on solid ground.
Confusing are the things of life, BUT?
Should you be in dismay Then ask,
did my dear parents travel?
The road I walk today
,
Strangers on earth, feeling lost and alone
Pilgrims searching, to find their way home.
Hammers, chisels working on stone
Creating great items of beauty,
Hardships shape the human soul, are reminders of men’s duty
Authority and faith are needed
To enter the Kingdom of heaven
Authority the key, faith the door.
All our childlike fears, of carrying life’s load,
God’s angels come to turn them around
And find a far better road.
We must come to the knowledge of why?
Our God fashioned laws that would supply.
His children’s need throughout eons of time,
To live in an orderly rhythm and rhyme.
Whilst running on life’s stony track
Look forwards Friend, do not look back
Be positive, persistent, firm and true
Sweat mixed with just a little luck
Will make your dreams come true
When we look through the eyes of love,
We see heaven.
When we look through the eyes of judgement
We see the world.
The past is set in stone, no one can ever change it
Nor break the smallest part on which it stands
The future is wet clay but, oh to mould and shape it
Needs fair desires, work and caring hands.
Dear friends let us together sail
Throughout life’s busy day
Until we reach the blissful shore
Of fair celestial bay.
Inspired dreams are the Fruits of Faith.
One with the Lord one with all men
How pleasant life would be.
One sun, one earth, one brotherhood.
Would grant all men God’s given right
To live from bondage free.
Lord, help me know my heart
Lord help me use my head
Lord throw them both away,
and trust in thee instead
Golden Nuggets not mine but too good to lose
I asked Jesus how much do you love me?
And Jesus said, “This much” and he stretched out his Arms…..and died.
2. We cannot force others to change.
3. It does not matter who is right, the important thing is: What is right.
4. None of us should get so busy, that we crowd out contemplation and prayer.
5. We may be willing to die for the gospel, yet it is just as important
(maybe more) to live for it.
6. You can tell more about a person by what he says about others,
Then you can by what others say about him.
7. It is the effort we put in, not the achievement that makes us worthy.
8 Know thyself, know who you are, know what you are.
9 Control thyself, it is strictness that makes us an effective player in life.
10 Give yourself to the Lord for the right reason.
11 When you lose yourself in the service of others, you will find yourself.
Schloss Schwerin in Mecklenburg- Vorpommern
1 Wo bist du
2 Herbst
3 Er spricht
4 Ziel
5 Ich kann dankbar sein
6 Der Weg
7 Sag mir
8 Wo ist unser Zuhause
9 Ein Engel
10 Schon immer so
11 Komm Mama
12 Philosophie
13 Was
14 Zeit zum Leben
15 In 100 Weisen
16 Wenn
17 Zeit
18 Kehrt um
19 Der Prophet
20 Gefühle
21 Valentina
22 Es war einmal
23 Licht
Wo bist Du?
An guten Tagen selten wir fragen HERR: wo bist du?
Erblicken die Sonne am Himmel so hell,
Und trinken getrost aus des Lebens Quell.
Seh’n nicht die Weichen, steh’n blind vor den Schranken,
Vergessen den Herr’n unser’m Vater zu danken.
Doch kommet der Kummer, die Sorge, der Schmerz,
Blicken weinende Augen himmelwärts.
Herr! Warum lässt Du mich so allein?
Erst dann, ja dann fällt es endlich uns ein:
Sind Wanderer nur auf dieser Welt.
Das Ziel unserer Sehnsucht: Ein schöneres Zelt.
Erst dann, ja dann fällt es endlich uns ein,
Auf göttlichen Fluren ist unser Heim.
Herbst
Die Blüten schon fallen, erblassen, erbleichen,
Die Jahre des Lebens vergehen, entweichen.
Das Leben auf Erden wie schnell fliegt’s vorbei,
Alles entschwindet, der Frühling, der Mai,
Vier Dinge nur bleiben für ewig, stets neu.
Der Glaube, die Liebe, die Hoffnung und Treu.
Er spricht
Kommst Du zur Tür und klopfest an
Dann wird dir gerne aufgetan.
Wer suchet sicher findet,
Wer kämpft der überwindet.
Bittest Du mit redlichem Mund
Wahrlich, gern tut er dir’s kund.
Sieh! Die Gesetze dieser Welt,
Sind von höherer Macht gestellt.
Das Ziel
Erwarte nichts zu schnell, verlange nicht zu viel.
Geh langsam deinen Weg, so kommst du auch ans Ziel.
Sei ehrlich jeder Zeit, zum Helfen stets bereit
Dann wirst du glücklich sein hier und in Ewigkeit.
Nimm niemals was nicht dein, verspreche nicht zu viel.
Glaube an dich selbst und an ein sicheres Ziel.
Ich kann dankbar sein
Ich kann dankbar sein für den Sonnenschein,
Für die Blumenpracht in Wies und Feld.
Auch der Vogelschar Stimmen wunderbar,
Und der Wolken Weiß am Himmelszelt,
Für der Baume Grün dort am Waldesrand
Deren Schatten fallen tief und kühl,
Schönheit überall: Berge, Fluss und Tal
Wo ich dich mein Gott, im Herzen fühl.
Ich kann dankbar sein für ein trautes Heim,
Für das Glück in uns’rer kleinen Welt.
Mich auch stets erfreu’n der Familie mein,
Deren Zuversicht mich stets geborgen hält.
Für den Blumenstrauß,
Den ein alter Freund in Liebe gab.
Ist’s doch für und für Gewissheit mir,
Dass ich einen Vater hoch im Himmel hab.
Ich kann dankbar sein für des Friedens Lied,
Welches frei durch Dorf und Städte zieht.
Wo man frei von Angst, frei von Feindes Hand
Mit Vertrauen in die Zukunft sieht.
Wo man folgen kann froh des Glaubens Bahn,
Sich erfreun an allem, was im Herzen glüht.
Alles hab ich hier, alles gibt er mir,
Dank sei Gott für ein zufriedenes Gemüt.
Der Weg
Auf Erden hienieden was ist uns beschieden?
Sag, wo ist der Weg den sicher wir gehn?
Es bringt jeder Morgen wohl Freude und Sorgen,
Oft Wege die uns in die Dunkelheit führ’n,
Oh! Dann Seele bereue, beginne auf’s neue.
Erheb Dich geh mutig voran, und weiß:
Das nach den dunkelsten Schatten der Nacht.
Der schwierigste Pfad zum Licht führen kann.
Nichts auf dieser Erde zu Schaden uns werde
Vertraun wir im Glauben auf Gott, unser’n Herrn.
Er liebt uns, umgibt uns, begleitet und segnet.
Ist immer uns nah und führet uns gern.
Auf Erden hienieden was ist uns beschieden?
Sag’ wo ist der Weg den sicher wir geh’n?
Denn Herz halte inne, hör was seine Stimme
Dir kundtut und leise verspricht:
Folge den Lehren, die ich euch gegeben,
Denn ich bin die Wahrheit, der Weg und das Licht.
Sag mir
Sag! welch ein Wunder, welch eine Macht,
Hat uns geführt - zueinander gebracht?
Waren es unsere Wünsche allein? Oder
Webten sich Fäden des Himmels mit ein?
Wir planen die Wege auf welchen wir gehn,
Doch hält man erst inne, dann muss man’s gesteh ‘n
Es ist niemals unsere Weisheit allein,
Manch liebende Seele begleitet uns heim.
Bescheiden gesteh ‘n wir’s und danken der Macht.
Die uns zueinander gebracht.
Wo ist unser Zuhause?
Ich stehe vor deiner Vergangenheit
Bilder! Geschichten aus alter Zeit.
Und oftmals geht’s mir durch den Sinn,
Sag es mir Herz wo gehörst du hin?
Ich sehe die Kinder, die Tochter, den Sohn,
Auch Enkel und Urenkel zeugen davon,
Und wieder geht’s mir durch den Sinn
Sag es mir Herz, wo gehörst du hin?
Sind Rahmen an Bildern wohl Zäune?
Pflanzt man dort Seelen wie Bäume?
Schatten berühren den ängstlichen Sinn,
Und fragen: Sag Herz wo gehörst du hin.
Das Leben ein Wandern von Ort zu Ort.
Durch Freude und Leid wohl immer fort,
Doch sieh, ein Licht erleuchtet den Sinn:
Wo dein Herz ist zu haus, dort gehörst du hin.
Ein Engel
Ein Engel möcht ich gerne werden
Für dich allein, schon hier auf Erden.
Manch gutes Word möcht ich dir geben,
Das Hoffnung bringet in dein Leben.
Das deinen Schritt in Liebe lenkt,
Dir Frieden, Lust und Freude schenkt.
Oh! wär ich so ein Engelein
Wärst du auf Erden nie allein.
Schon immer so
Die Blätter schon welken am Busch und am Baum,
Das Leben entschwindet als wär es ein Traum,
Die Wolken sie zieh’n übers Land weit dahin.
Und unsere Gedanken gen Himmel entflieh’n.
Die Tage sind kurz schon, der Trubel vorbei.
Das Haupt längst ergraut, vorüber der Mai.
Der Mut, Herr, er bleibt uns, die Seele hellwach
Durchs Alter geadelt: Herr gehn wir dir nach.
Was?
Ein Dach überm Kopf, ein warmes Bett.
Und jemand der über dich wacht.
Was Gutes zu essen auf deinem Tisch,
Und jemand der mit dir lacht,
Frieden im Land, treue Freunde nah bei.
Leben in Liebe, von Missgunst frei.
Muntere Worte, ein kleines Lied.
Ein Herz frei von Habsucht, ein frohes Gemüt.
Hast du all das! Ist dein Leben nicht leer,
Beschützt und gesegnet,
Sag! was wollte man mehr?
Komm Mama
Komm, Mama, schau doch mal hier her, sieh, was ich hab’ gemalt.
Schon hält sie’s hoch zu zeigen ihr, und ihr Gesichtchen strahlt.
Ja, ja, sagt sie, ich weiß es Kind, du machst das ja sehr gut,
Doch hab ich leider keine Zeit, muss putzen Vater’s Hut.
Komm, Mama, in den Garten schnell, schau, was ich dort gebaut!
Im Sand steht eine Riesenburg, mit einer Fahne drauf,
Ja, ja, sagt sie, ich weiß es Kind, du machst das ja ganz nett.
Doch hab ich leider keine Zeit, ich überzieh ein Bett.
Komm, Mutter, komm zur Schule heut, ich singe dort im Chor
Für Monate schon üben wir, nie war’s so gut zuvor,
Ja, ja, sagt sie, ich weiß es Kind, gewiss klingt’s wunderschön.
Doch hab ich leider keine Zeit, muss meine Sendung seh’n.
Komm, Tochter, komm besuch mich mal, ich fühl mich so allein.
Und Worte welche oft sie sprach, fall’n ihr auf einmal ein:
Ja, ja, Mama du weißt es doch, es tut mir wirklich leid:
Ich hab halt immer viel zu tun, und leider keine Zeit.
Philosophie
Hier das Leben, Lieben, Planen,
Freude, Leiden, Glück und Schmerz,
In den Spuren unsrer Ahnen
Gehen auch wir steht’s himmelwärts.
Um den Glauben zu erringen
Kamen wir auf diese Welt,
Oft geschwächt von Fleisch und Sinnen
Schaun wir auf zum Himmels Zelt.
Hier ein Heimlich, leises Sehnen
Nach des Friedens holder Bahn,
Oft im Strom der bitt’ren Tränen
Strebt die Seele stets voran.
Fremde sind wir hier auf Erden,
Hier! Doch nur für kurze Zeit,
Leben um geschult zu werden
Für das Glück der Ewigkeit.
Zeit zum Leben
Zeit zum Leben, gar nichts tun.
Zeit sich einmal auszuruhn.
Nicht mehr rennen, nicht mehr schaffen
Zeit mal richtig aus zu schlafen.
Las das denken, lass die Sorgen.
Lass sie warten doch bis morgen,
Schalte an das Tonband wieder,
Hör Dir an die alten Lieder.
Auch das Buch im Bücherschrank
Wartet dort schon wochenlang.
Hand in Hand spazieren gehn,
Sag, wär das nicht wunderschön?
Zeit zum Leben, Zeit zum Lieben
Warum muss man’s stets verschieben.
Kann die Welt mit ihrem Treiben
Nicht mal vor der Haustür bleiben?
Komm schon Schatz, du wirst ja sehn,
Bald werden wir an Krücken gehn.
Dann schauen wir uns traurig um
Und sagen ach! Wie waren wir dumm,
Die Jugend war so wunderschön.
Doch, oh! wir konnten’s nicht versteh’n
Die Menschen brauchen Zeit zum Leben,
Zeit zum Nehmen, Zeit zum Geben.
Und tut es uns auch noch so Leid
Vorüber, ach vorüber ist die
Schöne Jugendzeit.
In hundert Weisen
Das Firmament in hundert Weisen
Herr, Deinen Namen, weiß zu preisen
Nur des Menschen Herz allein,
weiß es nicht, ist kalt wie Stein.
Jeder Knospe Drang lässt walten,
Ihre Schönheit zu entfalten,
Nur des Menschen Herz allein
Fühlt es nicht, ist kalt wie Stein.
Alle Berge, alle Meere
Zeugen stets von deiner Ehre,
Nur des Menschen Herz allein,
Sieht es nicht, ist kalt wie Stein.
Alle Wunder der Natur
Preisen deiner Weisheit Spur.
Nur des Menschen Herz allein,
Kennt es nicht, ist kalt wie Stein.
Jahre kommen, Jahre geh’n,
Eine Hoffnung bleibt bestehen
Gottes Liebe ganz allein
Erwärmet Herzen kalt wie Stein
Wenn
Nur wenn die Sonne in all ihrer Wonne
Ihr himmlisches Licht hinterm Berg ausgemacht.
Seh’n wir mit innigen Blicken verzaubert
Die zahllosen Sterne in all ihrer Pracht.
Nur wenn die Menschen weit über der Erde,
Von Mächten der Unterdrückung sing frei,
Können in Frieden und Liebe sie Leben,
Sich völlig entfalten und göttlich erheben.
Zeit! die liebe, liebe Zeit.
Gottes Werkzeug gestern, heut, oft denkt man sie vergeht im Flug
Doch sind da auch Jahre, die sich dahinziehn wie ein langer
Steiler Weg, stets bergan, die müde Seele klagt genug
Des langen Wartens,Genug von Schmerz und Leid.
Nimm Herr mich auf im Garten,deiner Ewigkeit.
Kehrt um
Eure Herzen sind kalt, seht ihr begehrt
Die Dinge der Welt, welche ihr verehret.
Kehrt um, kehrt um.
Last die Zeit nicht vergehen.
Bald müssen wir vor unserm Heiland stehen
Gerichtet zu werden.
Für alles was wir vollbracht hier auf Erden.
Versäumet nicht die Zeit, tut was Gott gefällt
Denn Er ist der grosse Richter der Welt.
Macht meine Brüder ,macht euch bereit
Kämpft euch frei von der Sünde Leid
Auf Gottes Gebote gebt ständing Acht
Nur er hat das Recht, hat die Macht.
In Weisheit zu richten, er allein
Wie ein Film werden unsere Gedanken sein
Kehrt um, kehrt um.
Last die Zeit nicht vergehen
Bald werden wir vor unserm Richter stehen.
Der Prophet
Auf den Garden Turm stieg der alte Prophet
Flehend für’s Volk zu Gott im Gebet.
Seine Tage zu lösen vom Seelenschmerz
Zu befreien von Trauer sein altes Herz
Bald fanden sich viele der Bürger ein
Zu erfahren was all das Flehen mag sein.
Er erhob sich,
Schaute traurig sie an
Und sprach: meine Brüder was habt ihr getan?
Seht, den Gott den ihr einst die Treue gelobt.
Habt ihr vergessen, habt verletzt sein Gebot.
Zur Trauer wohl habe ich guten Grund.
Eure Herzen sind kalt, eure Seelen wund.
Die Stimme Gottes hört ihr nicht mehr.
Der Teufel umringt euch. Denn gern möchte er
Euere Herzen gewinnen, eure Seelen zu lehren
Euer Leben regieren.
Um meinVolk zu zerstörn
Seht eure Seelen will er erwerben
Eure Bosheit bringet nur Tot und Verderben
Wendet euch Gott eurem Vater zu
Hört seine Stimme, folget dem Licht.
Denn der Gott euer Vater verlässt euch nicht.
Gefühle
Gefühle geboren in den Tagen des Lebens
Auch salzige Tränen sind nicht vergebens
Gewärmet von der Sonne der Arbeit
Sind wie der Wind, oft ein stürmisches Kind
Sie leben, vergehen, erniedrigen, erhöhen
Denn menschlichen Sinn, wie ein tiefes Meer
Sag wo gehen sie hin? Wo kommen sie her?
So endlos viele, oft heisse, oft kühle Gefühle.
Valentina
Im flug vergehen uns die Tage
JederTag gradmal so wie er ist
Eingeplant sind auch schoene momente ,
Die ein Menschenherz niemals vergist.
Nun, solch einen schoenen moment hat
Valentina Uropa geschenkt
Denn er schmunzelt zufrieden und Gluecklich
Jedesmal wenn Er heimlich dran denkt
Im sommer 2018 hat Enkelin Valentina
Uropa Skibbe umarmd und gar vielmal gekusst
Und man fuehlt es, wohl war’s so ein moment
Den Gerd Valentin niemals vergisst.
Es war einmal
Es war einmal vor vielen, vielen Jahren,
Als unser Gerd noch jung und unerfahren
Zum aller ersten Mal in einem alten Kahn
Hinaus auf den so wundershoenen
Doch oftmals auch gefährlichen
Tollensesee hinaus gefahren.
Sieben Man mit heimlichen verlangen
Viele, grosse, edle Fisch zu fangen
Ein jeder hofft so ganz im stillen
Die Schweffs bis oben an zu fuellen
So gings hinaus im morschen Boot
Den tanzenden wellen entgegen
Und dem leuchtenden Abendrot.
Doch seht, von Belvedere,seh dort vom westen her
shwarze gewitterwolken erobern
Das Mecklenburgische Meer
Das alte Boot beladen mit Fischernetzen schwer
Von wind und wellen getrieben
Machtig schaukelte hin und her
Dunkel, dunkel des himmels tor
Hell die Blitze erleuchten,um ganz schnell
zu versinken im fernen Ufer Rohr
Als über bord die wellen schlagen
Sein alter Genosse voll schrecken schreit
Mach schnell Jung, mach schnell Jung
verpass nicht die Zeit
Mit der schippe, der schippe So schnell wie es geht
Sonst ersaufen wir jung, dann ist alles zu spät.
Das Wasser, all das Wasser muss raus,muss raus
Ach waer ich geblieben doch zuhaus.
Ein windstoß der gerade bricht
Fegt Ihm den vollen Inhalt der Schippe
In‘s schreckerfullte Gesicht
Was fällt dir ein DU verrückter Jung
Ergreift sein Ruder in vollem schwung
Schon schlägt der Alte machtig zu
Und so beim Tollense Gewitter Wetter
War ein Berg der Fischernetze
Gerds willkommener Lebensretter.
Nun ich glaube ein Guter Engel hat über ihn gewacht
In jener und manch folgender dunklen Tollense nacht
Die Jahre des Lebens entfliehn,
Nur in traumen sie heimlich oft ziehen
Wie nächtliche Schatten vorbei.
Viele Bücher hat Gerd skibbe geschrieben
Doch den see den schönen Tollensesee, wird er wohl für immer lieben.
Perlen der Erinnerung fest umschlungen von gemuet und hand
Nahm Gerd Skibbe‘s Abendteurer Herz mit sich in ein fernes land.
Licht
Fuellst du dich auch verlassen
Verloren und allein?
Dann hoer was er dir leis verspricht
Tritt ein bei mir ist Ewiges licht.
Verschlossen scheint dir jede tuer
Alter schon sorgten lag dafuer?
Komm hoer was er dir leis verspricht
Tritt ein bei mir ist ewiges licht.
Zurueck bleibt nur die einsamkeit
Die schmerzen,kummer und das leit
Sei still, hoer was er Dir leis verspricht
Komm Heim bei mir ist ewiges licht.
Sieh alles wird dann anders sein
Von Herzen wird er dich erfreun
In Vaters haus gibts sorgen nicht
Nur frieden, glueck und ewiges licht,
Perlen
Die Jahre des Lebens entfliehn
Wie naechliche Schatten vorbei
Erinnerungen von Freude und Leit
Tage,Yahre, ach! die liebe Zeit
Wie wolken vorruber geflogen.
Perlen der Erinnerung
Geborgen im Herzen
Verschlosssen im Sinn
Nur sie werden mit uns gehen
Zu Vaters ewigen hohen
.
Oft in den Stuermen des Lebens
Ist irdisches planen vergebens.
So Weit
So weit mein GOTT bist Du von hier
Im traum nur sprichst Du leis zu mir..
Sag arme Seel wo ist dein Herz
Warum die Traenen und der Schmerz?
Hast doch dein leben traulich in meine Hand gelegt
Dort halt ich dich geborgen
Kind,glaub an mich und morgen
Sieh ich werd mich fuer immer
In liebe um dich sorgen.
How kind Father
Looking around it’s clear to see
The mischief old Satan is causing today,
Mankind is forgetting our father above?
Dismissing compassion, forgiveness, love
To many have wandered far from his side.
Labour for riches, vanity, pride
How then kind Father in Heaven above?
May we confess our devotion and love?
“It is easy my child,” it is nothing new
Tread in the footsteps of Christ my son
Just DO the things you have seen him do.
His spirits grace will see you through
The painful moments, the dark of night
To welcome you in the realms of light.
Remember
Remember that wise old golden rule.
Do unto others—AS you,
Would have them do onto you.
For all my children’s ransomed souls
Are precious in my side.
All with repentant, humble hearts
I receive with Arms open wide.
When you are serving your fellow men
You show your devotion, your love for our Father in heaven above.
Choices do have consequences
Easy living, spending, taking
Thoughtless through each new born day
I will take all that I long for
Let tomorrow come what may
Fill my glass right to the brim,
Drink before I’m old and grey
My memory grows dim.
Wish I knew just what went wrong?
Gone has all the fun, the song
All the things of yesterday
Disappeared, have flown away.
Now, how shall I carry on
All I loved is lost, is gone.
I’m left all on my own.
Free I was to live and choose
The things I ought to do
Quick to forget essentials
That would see me through
Yes, I have learned to know
Wherever destiny may go
Choices will have consequences
Shall be wiser next time round
To build up lasting, strong defences.
Lessons
There are lessons to be learned
In all we see and do.
With a heart that wills it
And a mind to see it through.
When with an open heart we see,
Our mind will come to know
That by our words and actions
God’s wondrous blessings flow
The Portals of our soul and heart
We need to open wide
Too freely glean Gods blessings
And heavens wondrous light.
Before
I’ve looked upon that leave, that flower
And felled a strange sensation
As thou I’ve seen them long ago
Before the world’s creation.
I watched the hands that held the pen
To write redemptions glorious plan
To set the limits of the sea
The earth, the sky and even me.
I’ve seen that tree, that flower before
Then stepping through an unseen door
Viewed the things designed in heaven
On earth take shape and form
Through curtains of forgetfulness
The spirt took upon it flesh
To fulfill the glorious plan
Of the world’s creation.
I’ve heard that tune, that song before
And felled a strange sensation
As thou I’ve heard it long ago
Before the worlds creation
I’ve watched the hand that held the pen
That wrote the music to the plan
To bring to pass all Christ would need
And to a bounteous harvest lead.
I’ve seen that loving face before
And felled a strange sensation
As thou I’ve seen it long ago
Before the world’s creation
Promised whilst on a lotted time
To Him my will I would a line
Assisting father’s gracious plan
To free earth wandering Nations.
Faith a seed
Faith, a tiny fragile seed
Planted in each heart,
Hoping that the tests of life
Their steps to heaven lead.
To find some blessed peace
On far of distant shore
Beyond Live’s reaching sea
Some precious sweet release
From mortal sin and pain
God’s children round the world
By daily choice and labour
A Victors Crown attain.
Faith planted
Faith planted in our hearts
Watered with humble prayers
Will further our progression
Throughout the learning years
Faith guides our wandering soul
To brighter, higher spheres.
Where HE our Lord and King
Through his redeeming love
In time will make us whole.
She (My darling little daughter Lee)
My Daughter Leah
Poor health soon took her hopes away
Silently she glides through each new day
Love and Joy have left, have gone
Withdrawn, she’s left all on her own.
Outdoors a long-lost memory
Sketched upon the hungry soul
The sight of the ocean, tree or star
Once so adored, now gone so far.
Her own despair, her own belief
That life on earth is but a thief,
The well-known tasks of daily care,
No longer she has strength to bare.
Knows Hospitals white painted walls,
The x-ray stations, waiting halls
Doctors, Sergeants,
C I U
Where learned men their skills pursue.
Fixed the heart so it will beat
New lungs so they can breathe
The stomach is beyond repair
But! Oh, to live folks need to eat.
Thus, many years have come, have gone
She took it all with courage fair
Her silent pains, her misery
Are well recorded Journals
Of medical achievements
And silent History.
Oft whilst I’m on my knees in prayer
Asking God that HE somewhere
Grant her a place where she will be
Secure throughout Eternity.
Secure
Come let us kneel in fervent prayer
Asking our God that HE
Sometime, somewhere
Will grant us peace and sweet relief
From pain and sorrow, tears and grief
To welcome us with open arms
Set free our soul from earthly harms
To take us home where we shall be
Secure throughout Eternity.
It came
It came; it came but did not stay
It came to teach and pass away
As in the years of yesterday
So, for the Souls that live today
One of the needed, called for things
Teaching his children all destiny brings
But it will not continue, it will not stay
For in time things vanish and pass away
Trials, disappointments, sorrow, tears
Fellow Companions through earthly years
Mortal companions which shall be denied
Escorting men’s Soul to the other side
They come, they come, but they shall not stay
For all that comes, must- pass away
Conscience 1
Conscience is a key
God gave to you and me
Decreed: man must be free
Choose their own destiny
A key that rules both Heart and Mind
To show the way When eyes are blind
Reminding, warning teaching
The right from all that’s wrong
Whispering, hold on, hold on
Be brave Admonishing be strong.
Conscience 2
Conscience is the light of Christ
Illuminates the way
When hearts begin to falter and feet are apt to stray
Conscience 3
Conscience always ready
Jumps in to save the day
When thoughts are but confusion
The world in disarray
Conscience is a heavenly gift
Father gave to all man
For HE longs for the safe return
Of every precious Soul
To live with him again.
A Covid Day
Sing to the tune of Brahms Lullaby
1) Good morning, good day in my warm bed I stay
If needs be all day till Covid goes away
Not permitted outside in my home I must hide
All the Laws must obey till I’m aged and grey.
2)Good morning, good day
Make the blues hide away
Watch tv until lade
In this hide a way state
Hungry as I can be
No one round to feed me
Quick that iPhone I find
Cause Mc Donald’s is kind.
3)Good morning, good day
Let us hope, let us pray
Clever chemists will find
A vaccine that is kind
For all nations on earth
Wish to live without tears
Health for body and soul
A world happy and whole.
Golden Nuggets
Walking the pass of our hearts wrenching maze
Of mortal tribulation.
Hoping by Faith in Christ to find
The Portals to blessed salvation.
Navigating the heart wrenching maze
Of mortal tribulation
Searching to find the exit door
Leading to blessed Salvation.
When you and I have completed the task
Of mortal tribulation
With joy we shall enter the blessed door
Of Gods promised love and salvation
Should we prepare our minds
Should war ones more decide to stay?
Life would be hard to bear each Day?
Money would be of little worth?
Hunger once more plaque people on earth?
Countries wealth to soon run out?
Nothing left to make nations proud
Maybe then, hopefully then
Will the rebellious children of men?
Find their way back to God once again.
The misery of being a homeless Refugee
What if
What if days return to be?
When I was a homeless refugee.
The answer comes from deep within
Child have you forgotten, have you not seen?
How all that was needed, has always been.
Tell where is your faith, where your trust in God
Where’s your staff, your stay, your Iron rod,
Where’s the hope that has been your steady guide
Have angels not daily walked by your side.
See life will go on, have faith, be still
Be assured all is planned God’s designs to fulfill.
Remembering
Awakening in the dark of the night
Relieving, recalling that fearful plight
Of childhood days, my early youth.
Ah, then all pressing needs were mead
For the wand of a daily portion of bread.
Time has passed, many things have changed
For the lucky conditions all rearranged,
Dear God above never let me forget
All I have seen, have felt and know
All the lessons imprinted upon the Soul
Whilst dwelling on the earth below.
Remember
I remember how things used to be
When I was just a little child
A homeless, hungry Refugee.
Within a voice
Remember child for hast thou not seen
How all that was needed has always been
For trials on earth are the way to gain
Heaven’s eternal joys to attain.
A place
A place of my own, one to call home
Is all I long to see
Employment, some bread, a roof over head
How blessed dear live would be.
Places
Well, I recall some Places I’ve seen
In faraway Hamburg and busy Berlin
One Room: just one room in which to find
All to satisfy both body and mind.
Build in wisdom for Students and Refugees
Oft I wonder why some folks would ever need
Empty Dwellings to satisfy personal greed.
I know
I know who’s in charge. I know who sees
Mankind’s empty ambitions, vanity, greed.
Our God will teach us, will help us to know
Events on earth won’t always go
The way clever Leaders have planned.
Patiently waits until men understand
The events of earth are within his hands.
Until
When eyes are blind and fail to see
The way things really ought to be
God intervenes to let us know
The way events on earth should go.
In wisdoms way HE will remind us
Until our better self will find us
Until we awake and understand
Events of the earth are within his hand.
Decline
Behold, the Nations steady decline
Rebellion, hunger, murder, crime.
Stumbling on a downward road
Poor nations bare the greater load.
How long will it take until People see?
Only love and compassion will set them free
Commandments are given for men to keep
For only then men’s souls will reap
The happiness promised by father above
Of freedom, contentment, joy and love.
When
When the heart is filled with pain
When all but tears and fears remain
From one sweet thought
New courage borrow,
Our Saviour Christ comes back tomorrow.
One more Day
Just hold on for one more day
Choose to walk the narrow way
From one sweet thought
New courage borrow
Christ our friend returns tomorrow.
His Grace
We long to see his loving Face.
Yearn for His love and endless grace
From one sweet thought
New courage borrow
Jesus our friend comes back tomorrow.
The promise
He rose, he rose, he lives again
Comes to remove all earthly pain
All will be right,
All will be fair
Because Christ Jesus will be there.
HE Knows
He is aware, Lord Jesus knows
All of our sorrows, all our woes,
I know He’s there,
Know He can see
The cares of life that follow me
All thou at times my faith is dim
Still, I place all my trust in him
For He will come to rescue me
He’s love and grace will set me free.
Contemplate
There are times I contemplate
Contemplate all HE will see
When before the bar I stand
And his gaze will fall on me
Hoping I have tried my best
To attain sweet heavens rest.
He sees a Diamond
He sees a Dimond deep in the Heart of each soul
And promised that we’d see it too some day
He makes a Dimond by placing pressure on Coal
If we will but endure and walk his way.
Christ the Master Builder
(Sung to the tune a voice has spoken from the dust)
1)He came and showed us how to live
How to be kind and freely give
Taught heavens wisdom on his way
How to be faith full day by day.
2)He taught us how to humbly pray
The verry words we ought to say
Admonished come and follow me
That you my Friends with God may be.
3)Counselled dear child you must endure
Your heart and hands are clean and pure
For surely then you’re bound to see
Much joy throughout Eternity.
The gathering
To the tune of: Children of our Heavenly Father
Soon the summer will be over,
Soon the harvest time will start
Then our Lord will send his Angels
Gathering all the pure in Heart.
Soon our Saviour will be coming
Gathering Nations one by one
Sifting dross from ripened wheat
Make creations plan complete
Soon the summer will be over,
Come behold a sinking sun
Our poor Soul remains unsaved
Dearest Lord what have we done
Please forgive our thoughtless folly
Help us Lord to understand
Blessings come to all who seek Thee
And obey thy blest command.
Wake up
Wake up and see
Signs of the times
Jehovah has promised, shall come
Wake up and hear
Cries of oppression
Nations troubled with sorrow and fear
Wake up and feel
A world that is real
Needing Love and compassion today
Wake up and try
Try to understand
That many a soul needs a helping hand.
A Corona morning
I open my eyes soon to realise
The Lock down is here to stay
I shall not leave the House
Just pretend I’m a Mouse
Keep Corona out of the way.
Get to thinking” Oh dear “
How has all of that fear
Of a virus so careless and free
Put an End to the things
That gave our live wings
Made an end to the way live should be.
BUT- I must not give in
Face each day with a grin
Trusting, somewhere in time
Clever jabs bound to win.
It’s only borrowed
In this fair world we live in
All that we see, we own
At best it’s only borrowed
It’s all a gracious loan.
All
All that we own is borrowed
Each joy that we may find
Someday we bid them all farewell,
And leave them all behind.
A hundred pretty things we seek
Wishing for that, then this,
Believing if the cost is great
The more our joy and bliss.
All labours for life’s treasures
And pleasures we may find
Really are of little worth
For all are left behind?
Am I forever on the run
No time to help my friend?
Knowing vain ambitions
Wont safe me at the end?
Just for fun
For goodness’ sake, just give me a break
Can’t you see that I’m aged and grey,
My head and my feet have lost their speed
That were mine all mine some sweet day.
A thousand things somehow lost their strings
Like a worn-out old Violin,
No longer so keen as I might have been
When these Feet of mine were sweet seventeen.
You mention this, then you tell me that
Words all swimming round in this weary old head.
Well, I know dear, my batteries are somewhat flat
Now I think, it’s time to call it a day, slowly, slowly making my way
To the kitchen to get me a cup of tea and trundle of to bed.
Lord take my hand (set to music)
Tune:( wie ist der abend so traulich)
1)Lord take my hand and lead me
Throughout life’s walk on earth
Thy spirits grace to teach me
The purpose of my birth.
The purpose of my birth
Whilst walking on the earth
2)Lord help me not to falter
When days are dim and grey
Protect me Lord from danger
To trust thee and obey
To trust thee and obey
From day to lov’ly day
3)Lord touch my eyes, prepare them
Thy blessed face to see
To honour and to praise thee
Throughout Eternity.
Throughout Eternity
To love and honour thee.
When the Saviour (set to music)
When the saviour, redeemer on earth comes to reign
He will free troubled nations from sorrow and pain
When the fanfare of Trumpets will fall on our ear
Oh, then surly we know that his coming is near.
Then the saviour, good shepherd will gather his own
Leading all who have loved him to their heavenly home
We will rise up to meet him sweet hosannas we sing
To our saviour, redeemer, our heavenly king.
Then the saviour, our friend all our needs will supply
Silence anguish and fear, wipe the tears from each eye
Like the bright stars of heaven in his presents we shine
For the king of all nations, our saviour devine.
When our saviour (second draft)
1) When the Fanfare of trumpets shall fall on our ear
Then all nations will know that his coming is near
Chorus: We will shout halleluiah, sweet hosannas we sing
To the Lord of all nations, our heavenly king.
2) We will meet him, will great him with arms open wide
Shall be filled with much wonder, in his presence delight
Chorus
3) Then the saviour, our friend all our needs will supply
Silence anguish and fears, wipe the tears from each eye
Chorus
Dearest Jesus come soon we’re been waiting so long
Free us lord from all evil, from deeds that are wrong
Chorus
Like the bright stars of heaven in his presents we shine
For the king of all nations our saviour divine
Chorus
Christ the Master Builder
(Sang to the tune of a voice has spoken from the dust)
He came and showed us how to live
How to be kind and freely give
Taught heavens wisdom on his way
How to be faith full every day.
He taught us how to humbly pray
The verry words we ought to say
Admonished come and follow me
That you my Friends may forever be.
Counselled dear child you must endure
See that your heart is clean and pure
For surely then you’re bound to see
Much joy throughout Eternity.
The gathering
to the tune of Children of our Heavenly Father
Soon the summer will be over,
Soon the harvest time will start
Then our Lord will send his Angels
Gathering all the pure in Heart.
Soon our Saviour will be coming
To reap Nations one by one
Sifting dross from ripened wheat
Make creations plan complete.
Soon the summer will be over,
Come behold a sinking sun
Our poor Soul remains unsaved
Dearest Lord what have we done
Please forgive our thoughtless folly
Help us Lord to understand
Blessings come to all who seek Thee
And obey thy blest command.
I Am
The clouds in the distend heavens
The waves of the windswept sea.
Ever unfolding God’s wisdom
And bountiful glory to me.
The thoughts in my head
The beat of my heart
Reveal blessed truth of which I’m a part.
A Psalm
Rejoyce my soul and loud proclaim
To all the World “HIS” blessed name
He lives, I know my Saviour lives
What peace of mind this sentence gives.
Soon HE will come to Earth again
In righteousness to rule and reign
What do I have?
Looking around it’s plain to see
The only One I own is me
But Brother come to think of it
Not even that is true,
I did not stop to make myself,
Neither my friend did you
So were from here are we to go
Whilst learning things all folks should know
There is no doubt, some grasp it slow
The master builder claims the show
All comes from God in heaven above
Planned with great care and endless love
ME
Not much of worldly Treasure
Nor Things by which to measure
My labours here on Earth.
Not really worth the mention
Even thou much good intention
Have pushed me through the years.
All that work, the toil and care
Meger fruits they choose to bear
Busy days just staying alive
Weekly trying to simply survive
BUT
Knowing that I’m not alone
On this lonesome journey home
Trusting, HE is leading me
To realms from earthly burdens free.
Where is
Where father is the heap of soil
To hide from sin and daily toil?
Oft dreaming of the glorious seen
Where long ago I once had been
Before I came to dwell on earth
Before you granted mortal birth
Now that I’m Old I long to be
Kind Father
Once more home with thee.
Before
Before we came on earth to dwell
Our Heavenly fathers care
Entrusted to each precious Child
A special gift to share
A special talent we would share
With friends and family dear
To bring delight to bring sweet joy
For all to see or hear.
Then let us use these special gifts
He gave to you and me
And let us ever freely share
Whatever the gift may be.
Invisible walls
A hurt in the heart for things far away
A hurt in the heart for words unspoken
For deeds undone, for promises broken
For chances that have passed us by
For the many timed we failed to try
For the days we would hide our pain
Walking alone in the pouring rain
The happy moments we failed to share
Showing folks we love how much we care
For their every joy, their existence here
For our lack of courage, our silent fear
Invisible walls near or far away
Shadow’s that follow though many a day.
The winds of change
The winds of change are blowing
Around our world with might
Seeds of war are growing
All Nations feel the plight
Fears in human hearts awaken
The confidence of men is shaken
How long shall politicians fight
For powers sake and vain delight?
Kind father hear thy children pray
Please bring to pass the promised day
When Christ our king will rule and reign
Restoring peace on earth again.
Do you really believe that they will fill your whole pot?
Autumn
Autumn sweeps in all her Glory
Over mountains, vale and plain
Mother nature tells her story
In her flaming gowns again
Wondrous change throughout the night
Bless our eyes with pure delight.
Is that me
Is that me? is that you?
We try and try. We pray and cry
And when it’s all done
Still don’t understand why
We feel so lost, feel so blue
Knowing
There is still so much to learn
And oh! so very much to do.
Old father time
Infants grow to be children
Children turn into men
Old father time through miracles
Shows forth his hidden plan
Old father time and mother earth
Know well all they must do
As for the rest of human kind
Only a humble, childlike heart
Will ever heavens blessings find
Will rescue me and you.
A prayer for the wounded
Emptiness within the mind
Within the heart and soul
Come physician, Savior, friend
Come and make us whole
Take away the tears, the grieve
Take away the pain
Bring sweet love back to our life’s
Let us live again.
Memories
Another year draws to its close
And still----I’m alone
The only wish for this faint heart
Is to make the journey home
Another frail attempt to see
The meaning of eternity
The road is long, the mountain steep
I’m facing on my own
My soul must find the hidden gate
The passage way back home.
A castle
A Castle stood upon a rock
A castle bright and fair
With gates and windows open wide
To life, to joy and care
And travellers in much need of rest
Therein would be a welcome guest
Then on some cloudy winters day
A stranger entered in
With many words of flattery
Layed low the courts within.
Placed his wants and selfish pride
Pushed all others needs aside.
There’s little of this tale to tell
For in the end the castle fell
Fell to the enemy within
Fell to the hidden powers of sin.
A golden nugget
All that dust of fear and doubt
Gratitude will sweep it out.
We need opposition
No gain without pain
No food without rain
No morn without night
No victory without fight
No right without wrong
No weak without strong
No life without breath
No grave without death
No hope without fear
No smiles without tears
No joyous heavenly graduation
Without earthly education
No beginning without end
There are more, so many more
For you to find my friend.
Some People
Some People fight, while others run
Some People are week. others strong
Some put on a show, others ruin the game
Some withdraw, life has made them tame
What are folks looking for? What do they see?
When they are looking at you or at me.
Perhaps at a soul that is bound or free
A show of power or humility
Where is the master with unseen hand
Rendering some souls meek, others grand
chisels the hearts of the humble and proud
See here it is good so good to know
God will not be fooled by an empty show
Our maker will judge from the inside out.
What is love?
What is Love? you ask
Love stays when desired to stay
Lingers when tenderly nurtured
Changes dark nights into day
Love needs to be a doing thing
Like labour, sunshine or rain
Promises thoughtless spoken
Only bring sorrow and pain.
Someday all souls will understand
This treasure given to man
For it alone will heal our world
Like no other treasure can.
Look at the world
Look at the weary world today
Nation of earth in disarray
Like in the days of Noah
The long-gone days of old
Compassion of the human race
Has waxed empty and cold
Hearts wounded and aching
All hopes have silently fled
Hungry, homeless, forsaken
City pavements their bed
Their dignity merciless taken
Many the tears that are shed
Fathers, mothers, children pray
Come great God almighty come
Come take our fears away.
When will I ever
When will I ever understand
The souls which surround me
Wasting a thousand precious thoughts
On their cherished quality of life,
Totally unaware that they are
On earth for but brief moments.
Never giving a single thought of
The kind of existence they are creating
For themselves and their families
Of the kind of life, they may earn to
Enjoy throughout Eternity.
Poetry
Kind father above I’m only me
Trying to write some Poetry
Childlike words which plainly say
How much you care for us each day
Only words, a simple rhyme
To tell the world of love sublime
To tell how much you love and care
For thy children everywhere.
How you long to bring them home
When they feel lost and all alone
Dear God you long to set them free
From fear and pain,
From tears and endless misery.
Often thein angels will call their name
Endeavouring their souls to claim
Open their eyes so they may see
The joys laid up kind God with thee
Open their ears so they may hear
The words: My child, choose to repent
Let go of guild, of shame and fear
Grant courage to straying hearts within
To valiantly fight, Life’s battles to win.
He gave us all
He gave us all; he gave us all
We need to know to avoid the fall
He made the earth, the mighty sea
Hills and vales, flower and tree
Created creatures manyfold
For man to love and to behold
Gave us a body, mind and soul
Everything to make us whole
Eternal laws for us to follow
To guide us throughout life
To save us from temptations
To battle sin and strife
Send Christ his son, Apostles too
To teach us all we need to do
Revealing all that’s wrong, that’s right
To concur life’s battles, and win the fight.
Our world
The sky is grey; the wind blows cold
Our world has grown defiled and old
Souls lost in confusion, have lost their way
Corruptions plaque our earth each day
Politicians unable to furnish a plan
Granting safety of life to every man
Yet in spite of it all: there are voices that cry
In the marked squares to all passers-by
To ears still hearing, to eyes that still see
Preaching
Only faith in God will render you free
Love and compassion for friend and foe
Fruits only grow from the seeds you sow
Let us turn around let us change our ways,
Before brutal warfare will ravish our days
Let us pray to God for lasting peace,
Fill our hearts with contentment
And sweet relieve.
Truth
Our creator has given us the gift of free agency
And for our safe sojourn on earth, HE established eternal Laws
Because of our free agency we are left to choose
To follow the Laws which he in a father’s wisdom has given
Or to reject these laws based on truth
It makes no difference to truth if we except or reject
For truth stands independent of Opinion
Truth will still remain truth
The only thing which must be of concern to us are
The consequences which will be ours to bare by
Not heeding our heavenly fathers loving advice.
Friends let us be wise, study it out in our hearts and minds
Let us earnestly search for truth
For the truth shall make us free
Oh, how it hurts
Oh, how it hurts my soul to watch people
Rejecting Facts which stand so crystal clear before them
How foolish for mere mortals to think they are able
To reject and change the laws our god has set in place
Even before the creation of this our earth
Consolation comes with the sure conclusion- at the end of time
The truth of all things shall be made known.
Life
So here we are in this valley of tears
Battling through lives drawn-out years
Fighting a foe our eyes fail to see,
Binding senses that long to be free
There whilst perusing daily chore
Enters all spaces, opens each door
Causing many a sleepless night
Cruel, unforgiving, devoid of all light
His subjects, poor plagued Humanity
With desires and passions
that will not set them free
In desperation the soul cry’s out
Does anyone know what it’s all about
Are we left to walk lives mase alone
Where’s the hand that will lead us
In safety back home
He promised, search and you shall find
Knock, and he will open to you
He will take your hand and guide you through
If we search, we look we surely shall find
The passage our God for us designed
Index of Added Poetry (written after the year 2000)
1 How kind father
2Remember
3 Choices
4Lessons
5 Before
6Faith a seed
7Faith planted
8She
9 Secure
10 It came
11Conscience 1
12Conscience2
13 Conscience3
14 A Covid day
15 Golden nuggets
16should we prepare
17What if
18 Remembering
19 Remember
20 A place
21Places
22 I know
23 Until
24 Decline
25 When
26 One more Day
27His Grace
28 The promise
29 He knows
30Contenplate
31 He sees a Dimond
32Christ the Master Builder
33The gathering
34Wake up
35A Corona morning
36Its only borrowed
37 All
38 Just for fun
39 Lord take my hand
40 I am
41 A Psalm
42 What do I have?
43Me
44 Where is
45 Before
46 Invisible walls
47 The winds of change
48 Autumn
49 Is that me
50 Old father time
51 A prayer for the wounded
52 Memories
53 A castle
54 A golden nugget
55 We need opposition
56 Some People
57 What is love
58 Look at the world
