Waiting For Grace....

I waited for the clouds to clear,

I waited for all near and dear

And yet, the oceans of gloom

threatened to tear my realms apart.

What was this?

A horrible dream?

A journey gone haywire?

The lust for life lost?

I helplessly held out my hands

for that invisible force

to grasp mine

to make my heart shine.

Chants of holiness descended from Above,

Waves of blessings engulfed my existence

And then I knew;

It was all there all along.

Searching for the key to life

in my locked mind

While it lay within

waiting for that infinite touch of grace....

Love You All.....

Love me for what I am.

Love me true

I love you so.

You love me too.

I love you child

for being You.

I love you dear

for being so near.

I love you God

for being there

even when I am lost

searching frantically everywhere.

I love you Friend

for holding my hand,

for walking that extra mile

for making me smile.

I love you All

For being my Muse

For inspiring Me

For Making This Blog See...

....through an entire year.

Celebrating One Full Year Of Poetry at Muse, Verse n' You!

ABC Wednesday: Prompt: L

Divine Grace

The Divine Mother

and

Her Blessed Son

born to deliver all

from suffering and delusion.

Their grace descends upon

You, Me and All

even as we mere mortals

squander it for petty gains.

Look again,

Search for the Power

that is never lost,

just lying dormant

in the dusty dungeons

of our mean minds.

Magpie Tales: 45

Without You....

Without you, my child

I do not exist.

Without you,

I am nobody.

I have no identity.

With you,

I am love personified.

Without you, Mother

I have nowhere to go.

I have no haven.

I know no one.

With you

I am safe.

I know myself.

Without You, God

I am lost.

I am clueless about life.

With you,

I am.

I do.

I am life itself.

ABC Wednesday: Alphabet 'W"

Melding Thoughts!

Melding
thoughts
with overflowing emotions,
not a piece of cake
yet
we are constantly doing it
satiating
long lost desires and
unforgotten dreams.

Melding
love
with convenience,
affection with circumstantial cysts -
a professional danger
we often put ourselves into.
Not the right thing
yet
we revel in its use.

Melding
divine energy with devotion,
selflessness with humanity -
mere reflections lost to society,
dampening our dusty cells
oblivious
of the final recall
of the soul
to its Savior!

One Single Impression:MELD