In a world on edge, with fires high,
Let’s be the calm, not pass it by.
A sharper voice can still be kind—
A steady force, a sharpened mind.

When noise divides and silence breaks,
Let’s choose the words that tension shakes.
Through grit and grace, and steady care,
We carve out peace that all can share.

So drop the mask, unlace the lie—
Peace isn’t soft, it doesn’t sigh.
It stands its ground, it takes the hit,
And plants a flag where rage once lit.

Kindness is a quiet seed,
Planted deep where hearts most need.
It grows in silence, firm and true,
A steady light in all we do.

Kindness bends where anger breaks,
And mends the wounds that sorrow makes.
A gentle word, a hand held near,
Can lift the weight another bears.

Kindness matters—small or grand—
Its echoes last beyond our plans.
One simple act, a spark, a start,
Can heal the world, heart by heart.

I shed the mask I wore so long—
A thousand roles, all played, now gone.
Silence hums where noise once thrived.

No more the need to win or prove.
The mirror cracks; my hands go still.
No shield, no sword—just open skies.

When I let go, the fog withdrew.
Less of “me” made space for “we.”
Love rose where pride and fear once lay.

Old battles fade like distant storms.
The fire within now gently warms.
I become the peace I once feared.

When the world appears in shades of gray,  
Spread joy in every possible way.  
A kind word, perhaps a smile,  
Can make a heart dance for a while.

Our spirits shine through simple acts,  
A loving touch, a friendly pact.  
Make the world your cherished friend,  
Share laughter, and a helping hand.

With open hearts and open minds,  
Let’s embrace all the goodness we find.  
In every moment, large and small,  
Spreading joy lifts us all.

Not just a teacher…
I saw Christ in all of them.
...A mold of my Soul.

Gabriel: Angelic Guidance

Unearthly light shines,
Guiding Souls on paths of light,
Whispers of guidance.

Michael: Angelic Guardianship

Wings spread, fierce and strong,
Guardian of Souls, he soars,
Fearless, Love’s pure might.

Uriel: Angelic Paths of Enlightenment

Guardian of truth,
Wisdom’s flame illuminates,
Guiding lost Souls home.

Raphael: Angelic Healer of the Weary

Journeying with grace,
Balms of heaven in his hands,
Wounds dissolve in light.

Saraqael: Angelic Judge of the Fallen

Storm-cloaked, eyes like ash,
He names guilt without a blink,
Truth burns where he walks.

Remiel: Guide of the Returning

Graves break into light,
He lifts souls from silent dust,
Hope walks out with him.

Seraphim: Sacred Angelic Heavenly Choir

Heaven’s sacred choir,
Voices of celestial flame,
Radiant and pure.

Cherubim: The Watchers

Fourfold wings outstretched,
Eyes alight with knowing truth,
Wisdom wrapped in fire.

This day’s solemn grace,
In shadows deep, in sacred space,
An eternal tale of sacrifice told,
Whispers at ancient, mysteries unfold.

Through darkness pierced by light divine,
A pathway to redemption and that very sacred sign,
In blood and tears, in love profound,
Hope rises from the buried ground.

The veil was torn, the earth did quake,
Yet in the silence, a promise awake,
Resurrection!  New birth!
Good Friday's sacred space.