Awake

Death of those Lil ones so utterly destroyed by abuse of every sort
Those tormented by the wicked ones who inhabit the Earth
Given over to exercise evil with all their inaginations
but what of those who live?
Not to rob the memory of the precious lives of those that were taken but to look now on to those chosen to live on
Why live on and for what?
To be angry? Confused? Forever victimized?
Maybe to be a voice for all the voices that were taken away.
Can those Lil ones who lived rise from the ashes?
Can they indeed live forward?
Restore these and they will speak
Speak for the hurt, the abused, the lame, the departed
Use these for good
To be a light in a dark place, the day grows shorter and night is upon us. Awake us from sleep.

Overwhelmed

Where is hope when my feet are heavy and I feel paralyzed by despair?

Where is the light when I feel surrounded by an abyss of sorrow?

Where is fellowship when I feel alone in a crowd?

Where is melody when all I hear is the noise?

Where is the warmth of the sun when the rain will not stop pouring down?

How many times will my heart be disappointed?

I want to believe without fail

I want to live in the warmth of the Sun

I want a symphony to emanate from my own heart

I want to be satisfied with my own company

Tip the balance

Change the direction of the wind

Amend what is written in the stars

I dare not ask for what is fair because what do I know of such things

I have both taken and been taken

Rain down mercy and lead me out of this place.

Breathe Again

My feet above the grave a Lil one whose feet were quiet enough to tip toe past the noise of this world
How I wish I had one audience 
One chance to breathe into her dry bones
These gifts that you have bestowed upon me let them not perish within me
Afford me the opportunity to give your breath once again
To believe in miracles again
To believe in the miracle of second chances 
Let not my heart grow cold with every passing day
Show me mercy and renew a right spirit within me
My castle is overgrown and my gardens have laid waste
But breathe in me again and I will stand upon hinds feet again
I will walk among the lilies and call for my beloved 
Answer when I call and remember me again