I give you My Love

It flows freely

As did My Blood

to cover your sin

that you might have life

forevermore

.......



Cynthia Jean

February 2018

The thoughts and words
spoken on our best days
become our truth
on our worst days.
What we do in the dark
becomes true
in the light
.....

Cynthia Jean
February 2018

A voice
speaks of roads walked down
paths trodden
in weariness and pain

On these roads
you will meet
comforters and survivors

souls
not judging, but understanding

compassionate
refusing to be overcome
by bitterness

rather
choosing love
choosing to forgive

that is the road
less traveled

the path to healing

and yes
it has made all the difference!

Cynthia Jean
February, 2018

Listening to
a cacophony
of sounds

joyful
symphonies

warm sweet air

late bloomers arriving
others on the bye

bees and butterflies
at home
harmoniously

drifters
faded leaves
wafting
gently

just for a moment
a quiet
stillness

nature smiles

all sweetness
and peace.

Cynthia Jean
2017

Our doggie

needed a home

loves to play

brings her toys

cuddles up

brings such joy

to hurting hearts

a balm to us

fills that place

of pain

for her

for us.

Cynthia Jean 2017

Tears of love

They are not joyful ones

But, I believe

necessary.

They flow

along with my prayers,

for my offspring

some of whom

are

the prodigals.

Cynthia Jean 2017

All the good things
I remembered
They came like a flood.

Cynthia Jean 2017