Miracle

I am not here to tell tales Merely not a tale teller I have had  frailties that caused me fails Yet I am held in the hands of the maker Who is never counting on my inconsistencies or foolery Not even my falls Rather I am very often hand picked into glory Such that I

WITH MY SINS AND LOVE

At the Lord’s feet

To The Other Side

To the other side,there At death we’re naked Stripped before all in its time Off of love,wealth and conscience Off of more,off of all With souls over earth And earth to a spoil Then the grave for a home A home that would not house. To the other side,there All of life is for a

Danced With God

To the day, I wore my strength and sadness in one attire as tailored by life for no occasion planned,my smile came along Into a hall i was calledIn I stoodWith chatters here,clinging glasses thereThen the man I love He held me for a danceAnd in his arms I closed my eyes to praySuddenly, he

Glory

I am the soul of many lives With my soles tied to the Chí The journey for a name I’ll embark Bringing to all ,fame Such that after the game we still have peace In the light we’ll play, In the dark laid strength will slay Till the lands are tilled Forsaking not faith for

Out Of Me

You took me out Down the slope Ridden faintly For a drink It wasn’t my desire You thought it right In the broken sheets of the bank I wept The taste of good Sleeps in the past I wanted another now and more Alternately to please I drank I wept And I died The cares

Shakespearean Sonnet For Solomon

O Fair man O Solomon, Thy beauty hath embraced my mind to solace and I write, Thine, to a place love owns You make me dwell Laying before you with’d whole of me Beit time fade Your name I’ll play still till strings ring eternity’s… With my soul reading From the book your sole leaves

La Vida (The lot of life)

No es la porción de muchosPara que ellas no sepanY no lo tengoUna carga soportada hasta la muerteAlgunos ven para tenerOtra algunos por una temporadaDe cualquier manera nadie reza por el mal sobre una mismoLa vida nos llega no solo por elecciónEntonces ,¿cuánto podemos cambiarNacimos para cumplirUn propósito dadoDolor O alegría, nadie puede decirloLo que

Child, in your eyes

The manger I fought to find Where the ruling king of my heart laid, Carefree and meek,he played before my eyes Giggling till his joy melted my worries Child so graceful Men bowed to worship Mild and kind his touch The lamb of God Child,whose coming Gave humanity reason From my hopelessness he gave hope

The loner’s Sacrifice

By his eyes I lay a recluse Spirited to live a more Taking up trays in devotion In tears private I daily bath Such an offering, A language known I speak Yet misunderstood by the lot For reason With the unseen I converse Telling of the pain my soul feels Hoping help will come to