The Heart's Song Is Never Silent

There is a bird that soars far above in the heavens, It flies through the grayest skies, floating above the storms of life, It’s eyes are set on a distant horizon to a place filled with the brightest light, I follow the flight of that bird with eyes filled with hope, for pinned to it’s breast are all my dreams, Fly high little bird, I whisper as it becomes barely a speck in the distance,

I have bursts of happiness just fizzing away inside me, Up,up,up, they go, Until they rush past my lips in the form of a cascade of giggles, And it's no wonder that suddenly everything around me begins to glow in the softest light, As my bubbles of happiness take flight,

Today bloomed sweet and sticky like honey, The breeze was cool against my skin, The birds kept me dancing with their endless requiems, Peace descended in droves of misty clouds, Thank you Lord,

via Where to start except at hello. :) I started this blog years ago, because I like to write, and I wanted to use my gift to shed some light, even if it's flame barely flickered like a lone candle in the wind. Yet this blog evolved and is evolving into something more. I've always tried to keep it maybe a little impersonal, yet super personal at the same time if that makes sense...impersonal by not really talking about myself, yet super personal by sharing my poems which are the most intimate parts of me, if one knows how to read between the lines. This blog has shared in my journey, the journey of a girl born in an island in the middle of the sea colliding with her destiny in a major way. Jesus...He is my purpose, my reason for living, my comforter, my friend. It only takes one name, to make all the difference. Yet, what a difference He makes. He enters your world and shakes all that can be shaken, until all that's left is what's solid, and what's real, a...

via Dear restless heart, be still; don't fret and worry so; God has a thousand ways His love and help to show; Just trust, and trust, and trust, until His will you know.   Dear restless heart, be still, for peace is God's own smile, His love can every wrong and sorrow reconcile; Just love, and love, and love, and calmly wait awhile.   Dear restless heart, be brave; don't moan and sorrow so, He hath a meaning kind in chilly winds that blow; Just hope, and hope, and hope, until you braver grow.   Dear restless heart, repose upon His breast this hour, His grace is strength and life, His love is bloom and flower; Just rest, and rest, and rest, within His tender power.   Dear restless heart, be still! Don't struggle to be free; God's life is in your life, from Him you may not flee; Just pray, and pray, and pray, till you have  faith  to see. --Edith Willis Linn

The starling's song is never as sweet as when the twilight's shadow entices it to sing, As night falls it' s lilting melody pervades the forest, echoing off the rocky ledge, As if pulled by it's haunting melody the moon begins to rise, shining her light and chasing away the dark, until all that's left is  a jolting chorus of loves lost and battles won,

Sun kissed and wrapped in joy is this love, Wrapped in the early mists of dawn, I wake to the Springtime song of sparrows, Go to sleep while the stars overhead they twinkle, I dive endlessly into the billowy softness of clouds, The world is my launching pad, I feel myself going up,up,up into forever, Flying higher and higher I soar like the eagle, See her glide, Watch me go...up,up, into forever