God is near
I do not fear
What i see
Or what I hear
It is clear
God is near.

I am here for a purpose

The faith I can't see

But I know through and through

My God calls to me.

The sacred should not
Be subject to all things
We create
Where some things
Are simply hate disguised
As a means
To celebrate.
A world of self
That we defined
Without Holy
Within our mind.

Sacred should be kept
Everyday
With thanks and praise
Not for our self guided ideologies
That try to
Distort and redefine
The God to whom we pray.

Above all let our sacred stay
Protected and kept sound
Throughout each day
And not mixed with
Our confused, poisoned
Filthy concocted gray.

Words were said
Feelings went wrong
Emotions led
Our struggles along.

Now we live with
Our souls not still
The sea of anger
Tossing our will.

God's plan, our lives
The bond from above
Sisters eternal
Created in love.

Life is too short
Our day like a song
As the morning dew
Is dried up and gone.

The bitter of struggle
In whatever we face
Should surrender to love
In that most sacred space.

However poetic
At the end of the day
"I LOVE YOU" is
All we should say.

What is your favorite word?
A word that hugs
A word that heals
A word that thinks
A word that feels.

And if your favorite word
Is in a song
Is it so common or so rare
That you would choose
Not to share?

Big or bold
Soft or loud
Will your word
Move a crowd?

Above all words
Above the sky
Above our purpose
That will not die,
Our words should live
And stand alone
Fragile as breath
Yet strong as stone.

Immortal as a shining star
Words showcase
Who we really are.

Compose the day
Suppose a ray
Propose the sun
Oppose no one.

The words more precious
Than we knew
Now cast glances
At me and you.

Melodies through out our life
Now define our aging strife.

Endearing tunes we wished upon
Are sometimes far
But never gone.

With each year
That passes by
We'll carry that weight
And sometimes cry.

But every note and every letter
Shows us sad songs
Can make it better.