I Remember...

The night dips low in a forlorn tune
Her robe is heavy, dimming the moon
Her sigh so faint it is barely heard
Inaudible sonnet; unwritten word…
But I remember…

The darkened hue of her sultry eye
Deepens the blue of the brook moving by
Gone is the frolicking laughter of May
Smooth and silent, it slips away…
And I remember…

The air is heavy with rose and musk
Pushing awry the dew-laden dusk
The hush of midnight sprawls on the air
A hymn of longing, love and despair
Because I remember…

J~

The Power of Love

It is impossible to...

Love through revenge,

Let go through bitterness,

Forgive through hatred


Love teaches us how to live!

Love brings peace.

It teaches us how to let go...

...and helps us forgive.

J~

Limits

There are things I would beg for unashamedly...
food,
forgiveness,
understanding,
even for 'stuff',
I suppose...
...but never love

J~

The Best for Me

Sometimes the very best for me
Feels more like it’s the worst
Yet, if life’s blessing I would see
I must bear its hurt

Sometimes the very best for me
Is hard to understand
And only God above can see
The blessing He has planned

Sometimes the very best for me
Will make me groan and ache
Because the very best for me
Was taught through my mistake

Most times the very best for me
I will never see
Because I really cannot know
What is the best for me

Janet~

Answers

I prayed for understanding,
For patience in life’s care
Sometimes it takes a little while
To see an answered prayer

His answer comes in moments
I don’t always recognize
In tender little blessings
And answers in disguise

Janet~

About a Mother

She harbors the ache, the joy, the pride
That only a mother can know
She weeps her tears, mostly on the inside
As she watches her children grow

Briefly she holds them before they are born
Briefly she rocks them to sleep
Briefly, so briefly each little one
Is rendered to her keep

Oh, what a tender garden
Is the heart of a little child
Knowing and unknowingly she plants countless seeds
Within its eager soil

She wonders if there is any way
To show the depth of her care
As she stops to put their things away
Or touch their sun-kissed hair

She loves them like no other
Yet, there is no trial run
When it comes to being a mother
And to learn how it should be done

Life is a very wise teacher
As mother and children learn
And God is a patient Father
Offering His love in return

She harbors the crux of longing and love
Deep within her breast
As she thanks her Father up above
For giving her life’s best

Janet~

Lies

I cannot choose truth
or invent my own 'brand'
Truth is unalterable
And plain to understand...

If we invent our own version
It is to our demise
Truth's aversion
Is nothing but lies...

Janet~

Emotions

Life is a journey
Its emotions are real
And it is not wrong
For us to feel
…high or low,
Happy, sad
Triumph, failure
Good or bad
Laughter, tears
Pleasure, pain
Peace or fear
Sun or rain
Joy or sorrow
Hope, despair
But it is wrong
If we choose to bear
All of these
Without God
…or prayer

Janet~