"Touched by An Angel" by Maya Angelou
We,
unaccustomed to courage
exiles
from delight
live coiled in shells of loneliness
until love leaves its high holy temple
and comes into our sight
to
liberate us into life.
Love
arrives and in its train
come ecstasies
old memories of pleasure
ancient histories of pain.
Yet if we are bold,
love strikes away the chains of fear
from our souls.
We
are weaned from our timidity
In the flush of love's light
we dare be brave
And suddenly we see
that love costs all we are
and will ever be.
Yet it is only love
which sets us free.
"110 Stories" By Sasha
Taylor
110
stories fell on top of me today,
I didnt think the pain would ever go away.
When it finally did I realized where
I was at,
Sitting at the gates of Heaven was exactly where I sat.
I tried to remember; at last it finally came,
Could
this be a joke? Is this some sick twisted game?
A loud explosion from upstairs,
People panic and start to yell,
A
man in a wheel chair starts to cry,
All I could think of was I was going to die.
Step after Step we ran from our
fears,
I thought I would drown from the flow of our tears.
People started panicking and going insane,
I knew
exactly what they were feeling for I felt their pain.
Nobody knew what happened,
All we knew was we didnt have long,
To
get out of the building before it was collapsed and gone.
All of a sudden I felt the ground start to shake,
None
of this was real it was totally fake.
Then the floors started to fall,
I froze from panic, and couldnt believe what
I saw.
The smoke was so thick I couldnt see,
Why in the world was this happening to me?
My life is now gone;
on this earth I have no more time,
Even though I'm innocent I never committed the crime.
"To Believe" Author Unknown
To believe is to know that every day
is a new beginning.
It is to trust that miracles happen, and dreams really do come true.
To believe is to see angels dancing
among the clouds.
To know the wonder of a stardust sky and
the wisdom of the man in the moon.
To believe is to know the value of
a nurturing heart,
the innocence of a child's eyes and the beauty of an aging hand,
for it is through their teachings
we learn to love.
To believe is to know we are
not alone,
that life is a gift and this is our time to cherish it.
To believe is to find the strength
and
courage that lies within us.
When it is time to pick up the pieces and begin again.
To believe is to know that wonderful surprises
are
just waiting to happen,
and all our hopes and dreams are within reach.
If
only we believe.
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Click Play to finish listening to my song of the week!
" An Invitation
To The Dance" by Barbara Benjamin
An invitation to the dance,
to sacred memories of grace,
to moments floating past your grasp,
to joys released somewhere in space.
An invitation to new life,
to dreams so ripe beyond the veil,
to all you came here to achieve,
to all you ever hoped to feel.
An invitation, that is all,
that we can hope to have or be;
An invitation to sense truth,
to touch a heart, to set life free.
"Here I Am" Authour Unknown
You see right through me uneffected.
Stand beside me
and don't deny me,
help me find my way.
All alone I stand looking in at your world.
Hold me, break me
and mold me,
make me fit where I belong.
All I'm trying to find
is right before my eyes,
Here I am.
Take my hand,
I'll fix all the the pain your fighting.
Stand beside me
and don't deny me
I'll help you find your way.
All you need to find
is right before your eyes,
Here I am.
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