First Rains

Last night the first rains fell ...

Last night, 

God's Grace I felt 

The manifestation of a new hope... 

Along with the promise of a fruitful season.

I watched as the first rains fell last night:

I watched in the dark as the dry earth cried tears ...

Beautiful tears, that brought back life.

As each droplet fell from the open sky, 

As each droplet of faith percolated into the ground... 

Last night, 

I watched as the first rains fell.

Gentle Breeze

Gentle breeze:

Whispering winds;

Tamed gales..

Take me,

Ferry me,

I have spread my wings

To your nature;

My discordant voice sings

To an Island  -

Take me away;

And place me to a piece of land,

Isolated by water,

Take me away;

And place me in a fort of solitude;

Surrounded by memories of Edward and Clarisse;

That cast a smile on my face;

And masks my tears ...

Take me away;

Oh, gentle breeze!!!

To my fort...

Where I draw strength from the beauty of words;

Where my might lies in scribbling scrolls of thoughts

At my experiences costs

Speaking of all those losses that transform me to a formidable force

And impart beliefs I shan't divorce

 In metaphoric courts

Take me away;

You tamed gales

To an island:

Scaled gray -

Shaded in black and white

With waves of water kissing the shores

Gently caressing the soles

Of my feet

My legs immersed in the mud

An emblem of my troubles

Erased by bodies of water that nibble the earth and pull back

Take me to an island

Where a former love

Makes merry with a little child

Take me to an island,

So that when I get there

I will spread my hands out

And arm the caption with a smile

Basking in God's Grace -

And leave a trail of happiness

Take flight in shades;

And keep time on my wrist;

Ask a companion to freeze this moment,

Capture it on a picture and own it.

A Verse For Harvest

A verse for harvest

 A reason to praise...

 Fruits of an academic voyage 
Against the odds of economic bondage

 All in His name
 Thanks all due
 Faith in Him as promises delivered as true

 A verse for harvest
 A season to change 

To learn to thank God for all strength
Counting life’s blessings 
Harvest celebration


 A verse for harvest 
Believing and faith 
The chance to give back

 Watch as my seed grows
 I am fruitful as my bowl has fruits full
 And multiply my blessings through the multiplication of seeds
 Such as prayer and faith, song and health
Sowing into the ground as waters of hard work continue flowing

 When the grass is green, lash 
And the granary is filled to the bream 
When the ground I tread on is fertile
 And rainfall and sunshine come in adequate amounts 
When the seeds have been planted 
And the harvest is safeguarded
 I will sing a verse for harvest

 I sing it now, I sing it forever more 

A verse for harvest

Reason or Emotion?

Reason is analytical... 

Emotion has no calculation!

Reason looks for too much thought,

Emotion is instant, without hesitation or fear.

Reason sought companionship with time,

 Finding a home with cousin procrastination.

Reason put flowers on a coffin as it sank six feet down...

Emotion brought flowers as a gesture of an apology... 

As an extension of saying sorry

Out of necessity,

In an attempt to heal a wound made fresh 

"In the heat of an argument"

So at the end of it all..

Were do you stand?

Which is your option?

Reason or Emotion ?

Is It True?

                                                      Tell me something...

                                 Is it true that you can laugh everything away?

                           That you and I can ; Isolate ourselves from reality

                                                     To share a laugh?

                                    Up the anthill...surrounded by others,

                                 Futile in their attempts to get to the apex

                                     (A place were only you and I reside)

        Watch me - chattering frantically as my hands rigorously let loose and clasp the air (motion)

                Your retaliation; Looking down upon me, bickering with your tail lacking action

                       Your fur masks the stupidity that we both posses, yet we still laugh

                                                      At the apex of the anthill

                                                  Oh how life has turned out...

                         Our environment - a small shrub that teases our hunger

                                                        Two more like us

In a Savannah whose hope lies in the depths of the waters of the lake - not more than a stone throw  away

                                              Come we shall laugh it all off

                                                         After all senior...

                               It is true that you can laugh everything away!!!

Sunset

The sun slowly sinks back into the earth to set

A little orange ball glowing red with its beautiful rays of light gently caressing the ripples of the lake's waters

A frame is captured in one's mind:

Peace

The waters are still: creating a calm that speaks to your inner soul

A beauty indescribable, merely by a set of words

A beauty touched only by one's conscience

Glancing into this horizon traps a troubled mind into an island of reflection

The result: an appreciation of Mother Nature.

Once a force, raging with destruction: the waters, the wind mellow down (It is Well)

Calm - a feeling that overwhelms the air: Forms of life , for the day had been alive pay tribute:

That they had a life.

Retiring and appreciating as the sun sets on yet another chapter

Still - yet still the swamps tarnish not this image, an additional accessory to accentuate the remarkable outlook.

The mountainsides bow down as they fade away into the fog of peace, that blankets the sun

Whisky clouds whisper lullaby's to the earth, the birds hum along(It is well)

"Peace be still

Like a child

The winds obey Him

When He sets peace"