When pen doesn't reach paper.
I have nothing to say.
Peace has captivated me, and in it I will dwell.
It is like a gentle flowing river, soothing my soul.
Peace, Peace, Peace like a river.

In a world full of  chaos, strive and pain
The best thing to do.
Is stay in your lane.

If you break my heart.
Will you mend it.
Will you wipe away the many tears.
That I shed for only you.
Will you replace the light that shone forth.
As my eyes lingered only on you.
Will you fix this broken vessel.
That was perfect when you met it.
Or will you walk away.
And say, let's just call it a day

How beautiful is it to be, captivated in the stillness of the day.
When the voices, and noises around.
Seems to be in a distant land.
And the earth is at rest.
Peace.       Peace.        Peace.
A soothing effect.

Simplicity
A simple smile to light up the face of a stranger.
A simple word that sparks off laughter.
A simple gesture to put someone at ease.
A simple move that brings joy to another.
A simple action with no driving force behind it.
A simple request that doesn't bring anger.
If simplicity could grab us, let us just remain simple.
Then the world will no longer be so complicated.
So let us just strive to be simple.
As simplicity brings us to our knees.

Man said it's the devil to blame.
The devil said is it me again.
Scripture says man willfully sins.
But the truth of the matter.
Is man needs someone to blame.

Let's praise Him in the morning.
Let's praise Him in the night.
Let's praise Him when we low.
Let's praise Him when we high.
Let's praise Him in the good times.
Let's praise Him in the bad.
Let's praise Him because He has made us.
And this is our all.
Let's praise Him.

The Grave.
Each and every one of us was put on this earth to fulfill a purpose.
No matter what color or  creed  we were uniquely and beautifully designed by the potter.
But the grave becomes the  victor as many life's  come to an end,too many stories never told ,wasted talents , visions lost and swallowed up by the grave.

A new day dawn's.
My heart is ablaze.
I've made it.
I've made it.
I'm still here.

Life is not just a number.
But a journey we all have to take.
No man knows the day, time or hour, when we will be called to rest.
So let's live peaceable with all men, cherishing every day.
Leaving a legacy of peace, love and joy.
So the world could be a better place.

It is better to be loved.
Than never have being.loved  at all
A leap of faith.
Could turn the tables around.

Let's not carry our burdens on our shoulders.
Or is it our sleeve,as if to say.
But let us hand them over to Jesus.
And see what He can do.

I'm just that pawn, you never noticed.

It's you.
It's you.
It's you.
The constant words that echo out when the fire is raging.
But come let's just take a deeper look.
Was it really him.
Was it really her.
Or was it me.
Defining one's self is very hard to do.
So the word you, will remain our battle cry.
Until you have lost it all.
OOPS.
Too late.

Arise.
Arise I say Arise.
The night is well spent,as a new day breaks forth.
I take my first breath,I open my eyes,lift my hand and stretch my feet.
In awe I lay as I watch the sun stealthily creeping up from the East.
Shining forth as a ball of fire, as it emits off rays afar.
The heavens so vast arrayed with clouds of grey, white and blue.
It's funny how they seem to change in shape as they move across the sky.
Sometimes I could swear it was the  shape of a lion,a bird or a man I saw, as the images soon fade away.
I take my first steps, open the door as a gentle breeze upon my cheeks I feel.
I look upon the tree's, and all that I see, and stand in awe of the works, of our Great King.
I close my eyes as I say a prayer.
Thank you Dear Lord, that I could arise too see another day.
I open my eyes, a smile upon my face, as my heart grips the awesomeness of our Great King.

I Give.
I Give.
I Give.
Then I'm bruised, battered and backlashed.
And I have no more to give.

Have you not heard.
Well come gather together, and let me tell you.
The Word says.
We shall have life.
And life more abundant.
Did you hear abundant.
This is your claim.
So live and do not die.
Fulfill your desires.
Fulfill your wishes.
Fulfill your dreams.
Reach for the stars ⭐.
Climb a mountain or two.
Swim the deepest ocean 🌊.
So at the end of time.
Your saying  will go.
Regrets I have none.
I have lived my life.
And a life .
Fulfilled.

Let not our hearts be troubled, as we wait upon the Lord.
Help us not to stumble,in case we fail to rise.
Help us not to exalt ourselves, lest we be taken down.
Help us not to remove  our eyes from you,
Lest You turn your face the other way.
Help us not to close our ears, lest from you we do not hear.
Help us to know our sins, that righteousness we do not esteem as our own.
Help us always to see the needs of others, so we may give a lending hand.
Help us not to faulter
but to seek you while you may be found.
Turn not Your back from us because it is your pity we require.
Do not harden Your heart against us because sheoul is not a place we  seek.
But make us now a written  letter and place us in Your heart.
Seal us with Your signet ring and in there will I abide.

The beauty of music is a lulling sound.
Bring joy to a broken and downcast soul.
Drifting and Drifting as you are drawn in.
Drifting to a place, that brings peace for a while.

Darkness rise's,it invades,it forces.
Pushing, Pushing as it tries to dispell the light.
No invitation did he have.
He just became the unsuspecting guest.
Trying to destroy what was not his.
But we have the victory.
Light has the power to dispell darkness.
And this is our victory.
The power and the victory is ours.
As we give a victory shout.
Darkness you have no power.
So we command you to flee.
Now come let you and I, gather together.
As we beckon the light to come.
Light of the world.
Light of the world.
Please
Come
In
And
Stay.

Doubt is like a trailblazer, when set into flight.
A seed once planted, has now become your plight.

When silence is evoked.
And the world is at rest.
The only sound one hears.
Is.
Pitter, Patter.
Pitter, Patter.
As your heart says.
I'm.
Still.
Here.

Love is the essence of our very being.
Not the outer form.
But the inner call.
Love is kind.
Love is patient.
Love is slow to anger.
And love does not boast.
It flows like a river, bringing healing to the lost and the lonely.

Oh the beauty of love ❤️.
Captured in a moment.
By just one glance.
His eyes so gentle,as he lulls you away.
Then one touch, oh just one touch.
That sends tingles, down your spine.
His voice like a melody, ringing in your ears.
Soon everything is lost.
As it becomes full blown love 💞.

Touch me.
Hold me
Tell me that you love 💕 me.
And I will melt into your arms

Fill me up.
Fill me up
Pour me out.
Pour me out.
As others drink off me.

Victory is not balanced on power.
Nor wealth,worldly treasures or the best paid job.
But our victory is found in Him.
Through perseverance, pain and suffering.
And most of all endurance.
Having stood the test of time.
The battles won.
Overcoming them all.
We wear the Victors  Crown.

The mouth is a source of good and bad.
As whispered words of love, soon becomes an utterance of pain.
Once they were sweet, but now they are bitter.
Like a garment shredded and no longer of use.
Regarded as garbage as love turns to hate.
Whisper's of love,has brought years of pain, as memories flood your mind.
For many who has tread this road.
Love is bitter, sweet and unending.

In too slumber I will drift.
Reaching places, far and wide.
Running free, drifting high.
Speaking words,yet untold.
As I drift further and further into slumber Land.

He is our provider.
He is our healer.
He is our strong tower.
He is the rock of our salvation.
He is able.
And He is ever present,in time's of trouble.
So as we gather, as a band of poets.
Let us glorify Him.
Because every talent we own or possess.
Has come from Him.

I'm lost in a maze.
Trying to find my way out.
I seek for answers.
But none is found.

Not for a, pound, not for a penny.
But my dancing shoes .
Give me an invite.
And I will dance the night away.
Swaying too the rhythm as a bird in flight.
Give me an invite.
And I will be your dancing queen.

We are all just a heartbeat away.
Seeking for joy, love ,peace and happiness.

Today is the day that, the lord has made.
And in it we will rejoice.

Love is like a rose when in full bloom.
The aroma that emerges entwines lovers in a mystery.
White is of purity and innocence untold.
The red of their love,as it grows deeper with every passing day.
The pink, peach, violet and amber are of days shared together.
The green symbolizes jealousy, as their love withers and dies.
The thorns then begin to prickle,as purity and innocence is swallowed up.
But roses are red and violets are blue.
And love is still pure as a white rose in full bloom.

To Texas our hearts  cry out.
As in prayer we will you keep.
Your pain is our pain.
Oh Texas.

There's a saying that goes.
The star's are not aligned to be
together.
So come let's capture, two lovers, beneath this starry skies.
Fire burning, through every fibre.
As they gaze upon the stars.
A dress, a ring, a celebration, becomes the order of that heat.
Time soon reveals the truth.
That these two, were never meant to be.
But as the stars, thrive on each other.
So do these, two lovers,who once was on heat.
A match made in heaven
Mismatched by far.
But if departed.
These two will not thrive.
So like star's they will wander.
But never depart.

When the storms are raging.
And the winds are howling.
And we are being tossed too and fro.
We need cover.
So we reach out to our Master.
As we say.
Cover Me.
Cover Me.
Under your Shelter.

I seem to be on a rollercoaster.
No sooner have i said peace.
And here comes the upheaval.
How long, how long.
I don't think I'll find an answer.
But hey look at me,
I'm still here.
Jotting my thoughts down on a paper.

When paging through lifes journey.
What do we see.
Ticks or crosses.
Let's begin the count, one two, three.
For every cross we see.
It was just another blank.
Of goals we did not reach.
Or missions we did not fulfill.
So today a day as such as this.
Let's counteract, the blanks.
Filling every page, with visions, dreams and heartfelt cries.
As they come, to life on the pages.

This home is not our dwelling place.
We are all just a passing through.
Come snow,rain or sunshine.
It is ours to weather through.
So let us be courageous.
Standing,tall and strong.
As we weather through them all.
Knowing we are not alone.
Stand Tall.
Stand Strong.
Be courageous.
Live in victory.
And never let go.

A new day has broken.
Filled with wonders and awes.
Let us rejoice.
Because this is our all.

Through the night I did slumber.
As over me He did watch.
Morning has broken,
A new day ahead.
Come hell o high water, through it I will get.

You are beautiful ❤️
You are unique 🤩.
You are highly favoured.
You are wonderful and fearfully made.
You are fairer than ten thousand.
You are Woman.
Embrace your identity.
And lay.your claims.

I'm your dismissal.
Because you think I'm dumb.
But little do , you know.
I have one up on you.

Imagination like a fire set alight and can not be stopped.
All things ever created comes into motion as by faith we believe it can be done.
I speak as a man. Why then do we contain our god.
Just imagine a speck in space where there is nothing.
In it was an all knowing hearing and seeing god who's imagination was moved as colors shape's and sizes flowed through his mind  from the grass to the flowers to the trees .
The birds of the sky the fish of the sea the beast of the field and you and I.
As it could not be contained it burst open as the universe expanded bringing everything into existence for God pleasure so that he could look upon all his creation as we are all contained in him.
As all things were made by him through him in him and for him and nothing  was made  that was made without him.
A circle within a circle .
And wherever we are in this circle we are in the centre and the apple of god's eye.

Many would integrate who is she.
What does she know has she been there.
But roads are many, and each has a different tale to tell.
How would I relate to a mom who has a down syndrome child, or a child who is swiftly taken away, without fulfilling their days.
So wisdom is required in what we
Say .
So many a roads I have trudged already.
Not just the talk , but the walk I've done.
So when I reach out too many.
It is with love and care.
Too build a new future, for the coming generations.