Poetry Flow

Poetry Flow

When we danced on Sunday

I stepped up to You and You asked no questions

You knew why I was there

I put my arms around You

(Thirst and hunger so great

Will You fill it?)

Timidly at first because who can touch divinity and be the same?

But when You touched me?

(Volcanoes erupted

Stars burst

Earth turned)

Your Glory swept through me

(And just like that

I was held, captivated, allured by Your beauty)

The strength of Your arms

(so powerful I could barely breathe

so loved those tendrils invaded my insides

seeking and searching the dark to bring light)

Who am I? Barely audible in Your ear I whispered with my heart

You are mine, you are Me, you are the You I’ve destined you to be

Woman arise! He spoke into my inner being. Not in words but in power.

(I melted into Him

the tickle of the silkiness of His hair on my cheek)

My arms grasped tighter

(The more I held Him

The more I was released

In His embrace I found myself)

I took a deep breath and smelled eternity

It was sweet and fervent

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The Beauty Within – Part II

The Beauty Within – Part II

I’ve never done a continuation blog post before so this is a first. Let’s see how it goes 😉

An interesting thing has been happening in my heart since part one of this post…more stirrings! I’m starting to see that God is answering earnest, longtime prayers  to uproot all the stuff that has been deeply held in my heart for so many years so I can fully and successfully walk with complete healing on my path of destiny without hindrances. It’s not fun but at the same time it’s invigorating because of His promise to perfect me until the day of His return (Hebrews 12:2). Irrevocable change is upon me and I embrace it. I don’t need to know how. I just need to be present with my whole heart and for the process, which I am.

I am already healed spiritually. The process is catching up in the natural.

I pray before I write to be given the words to speak. I don’t mind people seeing my transformative process. If it helps even one person to know 1 – they are not alone and 2 – they can overcome, then it’s worth it to me.  I would say that all of us have things we’ve overcome or are still overcoming but are not open about it publicly. God has given me the charge, strength and ability to share my truth BUT with the warning not to live in the emotions of that place. That is just wisdom. It if applies to you too, receive it. Emotions without dwelling…

I’m not a Biblical expert or psychology expert yet. I am however a woman that has an intense desire to see people set free from the prison of their minds. I was once a prisoner myself. I had more false mindsets than true ones. Jesus already paid the price for our freedom (John 8:36). Sometimes we need help learning how to walk in it.

I already know going in about the fear factor of being open. I don’t write anything I wouldn’t tell you in person. I meet people all the time that don’t relate to transparency. Today I’m making this disclaimer: I’m not open to reveal my heart because I can’t control myself. I write with awareness. I’ve decided to use my blog as a tool to share life experiences that I hope will help others. As I grow, the process of helping others grows too.

As people sharing this life experience, we have to be careful not to walk in envy, jealousy, religiosity, condemnation, or hypocrisy. Neither should we forget where we came from and look down on others who haven’t arrived there yet. Those kind of hearts are usually challenged or uncomfortable with the truth. I’m ok with that. It won’t stop my process and it may change a heart or two along the way. If you’re reading this it’s because you are on your own healing journey too and you can relate. My method is not for everyone. But those that need transparency and sincerity will know my heart. It’s one of love.

It makes me think of one of my favorite poems because it speaks directly to the convictions of my heart. It’s Anyway by Mother Teresa:

People are often unreasonable, illogical and self centered;
Forgive them anyway.

If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives;
Be kind anyway.

If you are successful, you will win some false friends and some true enemies;
Succeed anyway.

If you are honest and frank, people may cheat you;
Be honest and frank anyway.

What you spend years building, someone could destroy overnight;
Build anyway.

If you find serenity and happiness, they may be jealous;
Be happy anyway.

The good you do today, people will often forget tomorrow;
Do good anyway.

Give the world the best you have, and it may never be enough;
Give the world the best you’ve got anyway.

You see, in the final analysis, it is between you and God;
It was never between you and them anyway.

I was a gender violence advocate at one time and the experience taught me so much. It was life changing. Being an advocate for someone that doesn’t have a voice is powerful. Holy Spirit is our Advocate (John 14:26). So even in the midst of not being able to verbalize the depth of pain we may be experiencing, Holy Spirit knows all. He’s more than just a Helper. He is a beautiful, loving ear to listen, mouth to speak, and arms to hold. Tears are prayers and He captures every one. He’s an extension of the vibrant LOVE of Father God.

There’s a buzz word I heard a lot as an advocate. It was “survivor.” When someone has suffered a crime they are called survivors because they’ve survived the encounter and going on with life. It’s an empowering term for the individual and reminds the people surrounding them that they are not victims. It encourages dignity and respect. Let’s be clear though:

Victim: a person who is deceived or cheated, as by his or her own emotions or ignorance, by the dishonesty of others, or by some impersonal agency

Survivor: a person who continues to function or prosper in spite of opposition, hardship, or setbacks

Overcomer: one who gains the victory; wins; conquers

Can I give you the same challenge I gave myself? Take it higher. If you’ve been through something and you’ve overcome it, you’re an OVERCOMER. To me that is the next level beyond surviving. Surviving is great but overcoming is better. It denotes completion (John 16:33). Jesus overcame first so we get the benefit of overcoming too.

Celebrate your victory! Father LOVES when we take steps to move forward. Even baby ones. Just like a daddy with his daughter as he holds her hands to walk for the first time. Just keep moving forward step by step. I’ve stumbled but I keep moving forward. It’s ok to have small beginnings. It’s where we finish that matters. God has already been to our end and He’s cheering us on! Never despise your small beginnings. God doesn’t: Zechariah 4:10a: Do not despise these small beginnings, for the Lord rejoices to see the work begin.

So my beautiful friend celebrate your victories. You’re braver and stronger than you think you are. Time to go conquer your world <3.

Hugs,

Tracey

 

The Beauty Within – Part I

The Beauty Within – Part I

Last week I had a conversation with a friend about some details of his life. He was openly sharing some of his heart’s desires concerning finding a wife, marriage and his career, and great things God is doing in his life. I listened closely and was amazed because for the first time I realized this is what a healthy, single man of God sounds like! That was very shocking for me and it impacted me deeply. In fact I wouldn’t really know how much until the next day.

This scripture from Luke 6:45 comes to mind – The good man brings good things out of the good treasure of his heart, and the evil man brings evil things out of the evil treasure of his heart. For out of the overflow of the heart, the mouth speaks.

Amen. It’s obvious where his heart is.

I woke up the next day with a deeply sorrowful heart. Why? What I will call my “soul” pot was stirred. The stirring revealed parts of my soul that were yet unhealed and just too painful to look at. Part lack of awareness and part fear.

I don’t know about you but in living life, things can sometimes slip past my radar. I have pretty high emotional IQ and deal with many issues that are presented to me but human beings are so multilayered that despite dealing with parts of the heart, there are always new layers to unpeel.

So what’s the point?

I was grieving the loss of identity.  My identity as a soul that has value. I looked at his credentials and successes, the desires of his heart and wondered about my own. When I felt brave enough to really ask what the source of my pain was, the answer came: I didn’t believe I was good enough to have a true man of God choose someone like me. It wasn’t about him specifically, it was about what he represented. I felt like damaged goods. So in feeling damaged the list of what made me a credible choice according to society’s standards (and my own thought process) was a weak one.

I can already hear the people that know me telling me the total opposite and I bless them for it, but what happens when you don’t believe this for yourself? Their opinion doesn’t matter. It won’t reach the heart. After all if we look at the root cause of this mind set, it was other people’s opinions and behaviors towards me that created it. However, I love them for loving me. To the ones that hurt me…I forgive them.

Still with me? Good let’s keep going…

It wasn’t until the next day after that, that I allowed God to intervene. Yes I said allow. We have to allow Him entry. He’s not rude. He’s not abusive or intrusive. He doesn’t force Himself on us. I had a good cry to get the pressure out then I prayed to the ONLY one whose opinion really matters…my Creator. The One who is perfect in every way. The one who knit me together in my mother’s womb. The One who spoke a Word and the world was created.

I prayed and I presented Jesus with my brokenness. It went something like this:

PAPA I’m hurting. My heart is broken. I can’t see my value in this moment. All I see is damage. I want to do an exchange with you. Please take my brokenness, pain, lack, failure, fear, insecurity, abandonment. Calm my anxious heart and help me to cast my cares on you because you care for me. Jesus as I release these things to you, what will you give me in exchange?

Did you know you can do this? You can ask Jesus what He would like to exchange with you. Read Isaiah 61:1-3:

1 The Spirit of the Sovereign Lord is on me,
because the Lord has anointed me
to proclaim good news to the poor.
He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted,
to proclaim freedom for the captives
and release from darkness for the prisoners,
2 to proclaim the year of the Lord’s favor
and the day of vengeance of our God,
to comfort all who mourn,
3 and provide for those who grieve in Zion—
to bestow on them a crown of beauty
instead of ashes,
the oil of joy
instead of mourning,
and a garment of praise
instead of a spirit of despair.
They will be called oaks of righteousness,
a planting of the Lord
for the display of his splendor.

I know that this passage of scripture is my personal purpose for living and my personal ministry. This is God’s heart for you too. Look at the miracle in verse 3: and provide for those who grieve in Zion— to bestow on them a crown of beauty instead of ashes.

He exchanged His crown of beauty for my ashes. It’s already done but I needed a sweet reminder. That day as I sat weeping in my car, I heard Him speak to my heart and say “daughter, I give you my peace, love, hope, joy, mercy, grace, tenderness, compassion and strength.” He also gave me the heart change I needed to continue to stand during my becoming process. He reminded me that as a son of God I am not bowed down and the enemy doesn’t get to continue to kill, steal and destroy what God says that I can have. And dear friend part of that is our identity!

Not an identity that the world assigns with physical beauty, employment or educational status, or even material possessions; who we know and what we have. The beauty I have is what God has assigned to me…the beauty of His Son along with a host of talents and anointings. God reminded me of the good things He put in me that came directly from His heart to mine just for me and there were many. He reminded me of His love for me and how pleased He was with me.

Don’t get me wrong, there’s nothing wrong with any of those things. God expects excellence in our lives but our security must only be in Him not in created things. We can’t allow created things to define who we are because they are fleeting. God is looking for the “eternity” He put inside all of us. Let it shine through.

If you can relate to what I’ve written here, you have my permission to take a deep breath, go have a good cry and then come back to make a choice. What will you choose?

I had these choices to make:

  • Go to my Creator or isolate myself and keep it in
  • Relinquish control over my  heart or pretend it doesn’t exist (I call that ostrich management)
  • Do an exchange with Him or keep the toxins in my heart
  • Receive what He offers or reject the truth
  • Walk in the victory or just accept it and do nothing with it

So much can be said about all of these. God has A LOT to say about identity in His Word. He also has a lot to say about victory and overcoming. There’s a blessing from Him for that. I feel stronger today. Strengthened by surrender, prayer, and the Word infused into my spirit. Strengthened by the God who has relentless love for me. Have I arrived in a week? Lol…nope. BUT I am standing and moving forward with my head up.

Precious friend, if your heart is hurting today in any way, will you receive the healing that PAPA has for you? It’s a process but a healthy and good one. A path that you will never walk alone. As long as you will get up and give yourself to Him, He will always give you His beauty for your ashes. You are never without hope of change. That is a lie from the enemy of your soul who would rather see you destroyed and cut off from God than delivered and healed.

If you don’t know PAPA yet, pray with me:

Dear Jesus, I come before you asking for you to heal me, change me, make me more like you in every way. I want to exchange my ashes for your beauty. Please come into my life, come into my heart. I surrender my life to you Lord. I believe that you are the Son of God, you died, were buried and raised again in victory on the third day. I surrender my heart to you as both Lord and Savior because you are trustworthy and mighty to save. I gratefully receive your gift of salvation to me. Amen!

Welcome to the light side 🙂

Now let me pray for you:

Holy Spirit, our Counselor, in the name of Jesus I lift up my precious friend to you. I ask for you to fill them with your abundant love and peace in all areas of their lives to overflow. Teach them how to receive your love. Break off the bondages of the past, and give them a fresh, new start, a cleansed mind and heart, the tenacity to walk with a renewed mind every day of their lives. May they with increasing understanding experience Your tangible presence in their lives. Jesus you died to set them free, break the chains off their lives, off their minds, off their hearts. I cast down all imaginations that set themselves up higher than Your Word O Lord and speak freedom, wholeness and completeness with nothing missing, broken or lacking in Jesus name.

Jesus left His peace on the earth. Freely given we freely give. May the peace of God rest on you dear friend in every way. Let Him fill you to overflow. He desperately wants to you know…

Much love and be blessed.

Tracey

When Life Fails

When Life Fails

Failure has been on my mind all day today. Not just the bad but the good that comes from it too. There is a lot of good but that is another post. I have several situations going on in my life at the moment that could each be viewed as failure. Some involve other people, some involve decisions I’ve made and some are decisions others have made that I get to live out the shared consequences for.

In all things though, I have learned to say, “But God.”

In psychology they say end on the positive as in, say the negative statement but then the positive one so that you’re left with the positive as the final thought. That’s good advice. For me though, the greatest “but”is God. In church yesterday we sang a song that has a line in it that says, “I will bless the Lord at all times”. We sang it a lot. I asked myself, do I do that? Do I look at failure in the face whether it’s great loss, deep pain and sorrow, great embarrassment, whatever it is and say I bless you Lord? I would be lying if I said I don’t feel whatever it is. Sometimes I go through it and it hurts so much. So very much. My heart wants to break at times when the storms are knocking me around. Some storms last longer than others. Sometimes the bangs on my soul leave a bruise. Bruises heal though and no matter what it doesn’t take my life and it never will. I have resolute faith about that. As long as I can look up, I can get up and God has something to work with. No storm lasts forever. They all have expiration dates. But sometimes we need encouragement going through the storm. So yes, I can say with tears in my eyes and an aching soul, I bless you Lord.

I’ve learned to give my heart to the One that understands my pain and sorrow. If He were in a physical body sitting next to me I’d lean on Him and allow Him to hug me, speak to me and wipe my tears until all the pain goes away. He has that ability to heal did you know that? I never knew God or more specifically Holy Spirit like that before. Jesus says, He is our Comforter:

John 14:26 says: But the Comforter (Counselor, Helper, Intercessor, Advocate, Strengthener, Standby), the Holy Spirit, Whom the Father will send in My name [in My place, to represent Me and act on My behalf], He will teach you all things. And He will cause you to recall (will remind you of, bring to your remembrance) everything I have told you.

Yesterday my pastor had a call for prayer and I didn’t go up. I was struggling through some things and my heart was just hurting, like a stinging sensation. I knew tears were coming and I didn’t want to go up. I went to use the restroom and when I came out, as I stood on the side of the room watching people getting prayer with my heart hurting, a song came to me. “I Am Not Forgotten”by Israel Houghton. The exact words were “I am not forgotten, God knows my name”. I got His message loud and clear. Holy Spirit was reminding me that He loves me and that my struggles are close to His heart. In a world of so many people, He knows my name. He knows my heart, He knows my pain. He knows my needs, fears, hopes, dreams, greatest desires. He knows me. He was present when I was created in my mother’s womb. He was the one that created me after all. His loving touch and that moment of power. He knows my destiny. He knows me inside and out. But most of all, He loves me. Oh how He loves me.

I reflect on John 14:26. Holy Spirit being the Comforter encompasses so much:

  • Counselor – to help discern the right paths to take
  • Helper – to give assistance with our lives
  • Intercessor – to pray for us especially with groans words cannot express
  • Advocate – our defender and intercessor for us with God the Father
  • Strengthener – embue us with strength
  • Standby – ready to help and assist whenever we need Him

I love Him back. He loves me more.

Friend, are you in a storm today? It’s ok. You’re not alone. Not just because your brothers and sisters around the world face the same storms too but because you have an anchor IN the storm…Holy Spirit. Reach out to Him so that He can be your Comforter in every way. It’s ok if you don’t know the words to say. Speak your heart. He speaks the language of tears too. Allow the love only He can give to go to the places in your heart that need it to flow. Let go of the storm and hold on to Him. He is stable, steady and secure, a true anchor. Bruises heal. They teach us lessons. I’ve learned though that the quicker I let go of the storm and hold onto God, the less bruises I have.

Spirit of the Living God, precious Spirit, I come to you first thanking you for being our Comforter. Thank you for remaining here when Jesus left to help us in our lives. I lift up my readers to you Lord. I ask you to help them have a greater understanding of you, to experience your shalom, your peace, wholeness and completeness. I lift up to you anyone that has a heavy heart, that’s going through storms of life. Comfort them Lord. Reach out to them especially if they don’t know how to reach out to you. You promise never to leave us nor forsake us and there is never a storm so great that you can’t be an anchor. I ask for protection, grace and mercy for all of us. We need you now. Teach us how to be one with you Lord the way Jesus was one with you. Teach us how to love you and serve you the way Jesus loved and served you. Help us Lord to worship you in spirit and truth. I thank you for the lives of my readers Lord. No matter where they’ve been, what they’ve done or haven’t done, or where they’re going, you are a God of more than enough. You are a God of grace and your love and faithfulness never fail. I praise you for their lives and their purpose that you’ve created for each and every one of them. I thank you that you Lord are an ever present help in times of trouble. Holy Spirit may they be filled in increasing measure with your fruit of love and all of its components. Guide them, heal them, protect them, in Jesus Name  amen!

Always remember friend, you are not forgotten. God knows your name.

Blessings always…

 

Lay Down Your Burdens

Lay Down Your Burdens

Tonight I’m preparing for a trip I’m taking this weekend. I’m listening to a new playlist I found on YouTube. This song came on and I began reflecting over my life, all of its ups and downs. One of the most serious times for me was when I was 19.That was the year I intended to kill myself.

My mind traveled back to that lonely room in college. That young girl who thought she was so worthless. She didn’t see any value in her life. Didn’t believe that anyone else did either. I saw again the preparation process to die. What I remember most was the agonizing pain that ran razor sharp and deep in my heart.

With reflection there is always a choice to make, to think about the past and allow it to consume the good of the present or to think about the past and extract from it the lesson to enrich the present and spur on the future. That’s the path I choose now.

One of my friends when I first met him, commented on his own past, that he doesn’t dwell on the past but he remembers the pain. When he first said that to me I thought that was an odd statement. Why not let it all go? I realize now that I can relate to that and how powerful it actually is. I don’t dwell on my past either but the pain…well. It fuels a fire in me that people never need to walk alone. It reminds me that when someone is on our heart we need to tell them that. It reminds me to be forgiving for the small and big things because time is short and no day is ever promised to us. It reminds me that I am my brother’s keeper.We’re on a battlefield and instead of sticking the knife into each other’s back, we need to stand back to back and face the enemy together in unity and love.

Every day people commit suicide but the people who die the slow death are in far greater numbers.The slow death of poverty, shame, fear, insecurity and I know there are others. If we can eradicate the slow deaths, we can ultimately save lives including our own. Aren’t we all connected? Doesn’t hurting one hurt us all? I wish more people believed that. It’s my heart’s cry. When I see hate especially among believers I feel sick. My heart breaks. We have a real enemy and it’s not each other.

I’ve shared this before, that night God used a friend to save my life. After he talked me down from my plan, I found myself alone in my room again but something prompted me to open the Bible. I was drowning in my despair and this is what I read:

Psalm 69:1-3

1 Save me, O God,
    for the waters have come up to my neck.
I sink in the miry depths,
    where there is no foothold.
I have come into the deep waters;
    the floods engulf me.
I am worn out calling for help;
    my throat is parched.
My eyes fail,
    looking for my God.

Talk about verbatim experience. That was my first time really believing that God was real and he knew me. My eyes failed but I didn’t know it was God I was looking for until a few years later when he came to me in fuller measure.

I stood in my kitchen tonight tears rolling down my cheeks with a fierce gratitude hammering in my heart. A gratitude for a loving Father who never fails. I make mistakes all the time and probably cause all sorts of delays for this grand destiny he has for me but I can feel a smile in my heart. His smile. I know God in a way I’ve never known him before, tenderness, gentleness and loving kindness I’ve never received from anyone else before. Life happens to all of us but the choices we make every minute of every day affect not just our final resting place but also our quality of life. That’s where true freedom lives.

I choose peace. Every. Day. I choose love, hope, gratitude and generosity. Wealth isn’t just about money. A person can have millions and be poor in spirit. My spirit is rich now. Filled with abundance. I haven’t arrived but I know I don’t travel alone.

Dear reader, don’t travel alone. Go with God. Not because you have to but because who else can make the journey so sweet? He is the ultimate refuge, protector, deliverer, comforter. He’s everything you’ll ever need. My prayer for you as you read this is that you will accept him into your heart, accept his love, accept his plan for your life. It’s so much better than any plan any of us can come up with on our own. You know why? It’s full of the wisdom of infinite time from a loving Creator.

May Psalm 91 be your portion as you go. God’s love to you always.

Poetry Flow

Poetry Flow

Dearest PAPA,

Remember when you waited with eager anticipation the moment my life was conceived? Oh your joy! Heaven rejoiced when I was born. You knew my end from my beginning and all that lies in the middle. You waited with eager anticipation to see the plans you placed in my heart begin. The plans to prosper me and not to harm me, to give me hope and a future. You marveled at your creation. My little eyes could still see you and I giggled at Kingdom on earth. Your heart was full.

Your love spoke “you can do it” with my first word and then my first step. I grew.

Then I began to learn…

How to hate

How to fail

How to fall

I grew some more,

And I learned…

Loneliness

Hypocrisy

Death

You wept when my heart completely forgot Kingdom. When the lies and misery of life overtook me. Your treasured, hopscotched little girl became a woman of the world.

At my lowest points Kingdom remembered me. You helped as much as I allowed. Your hands were tied because I refused to come home to you. You watched with heartbreak as I ignored your calls, ignored your reminders, ignored your messengers. I chose the lie because it seemed easier. I was comfortable with what I knew and could “control”. After all what does the unknown offer? Who is God anyway? Some unseen force of energy that doesn’t really care that I can’t pay my rent. That I don’t have the education society tells me I need. The One that allowed me to be abused and incapacitated. Where has He been? Up on His heaven cloud ignoring the world at large. (If He exists at all.)

Like a dog returning to vomit I returned to what was killing me, emotionally, physically, spiritually. Being used, condemned, broken was an accepted way of life. The smile could not hide the deep raging ocean of despair in my soul. The eyes told it all.  I accepted whatever I was given with gratitude that someone as fat, ugly and stupid as I was, could get any scrap available to me. I was puffed with pride that I was the captain of my ship (with a hole in it) and no one could tell me what to do. The little good never outweighed the bad. I thought well at least I‘m not doing…..

You burned with anger to see me, your treasure so lost, abused and broken. You radiated with love waiting to help, hoping that once again I’d choose to come home to a place long forgotten. I never saw the path because my eyes were closed.

Remember the day I finally accepted your messenger? Heaven rejoiced at my new birth. You’ve made me clean again and washed me with your love. Restoration is my portion.

I’m growing again. I’m learning…

How to love

How to succeed

How to overcome

And more…

Fulfillment

Truth

Life

Until my hair turns all gray, and life fades into my next chapter when I meet you face to face, I remain, your treasure and hopscotched little girl.

Tracey

Poetry Flow

Poetry Flow

Loneliness has been on my mind a lot these past few weeks. It inspired this poem that I wrote today. There are so many forms of loneliness and it can be a painful experience. I’ve been on both sides of the fence. Truthfully though, you can be surrounded by hundreds of people and still feel alone. I’ve been there too. These words came to me and I decided to share them.

Some of it is my own experience as a single christian woman wanting to connect with the right person but I truly believe it’s a common experience. I am learning how to enjoy singleness with no children and no family around. Learning to be content with my own journey and mostly to be content with God. When we have Him in fullness, He meets every need. It’s a process and mine is still being perfected. Despite how I may feel at times, I know the outcome when it comes from God will be worth the wait because He always does exceedingly, abundantly more than we can ever ask or imagine (Ephesians 3:20).

If you too are waiting, here’s some encouragement:

  • Psalm 27:13-14: I believe that I shall look upon the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living! Wait for the Lord; be strong, and let your heart take courage; wait for the Lord!
  • Proverbs 3:5-6: Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and do not lean on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make straight your paths.
  • Lamentations 3:25: The Lord is good to those who wait for him, to the soul who seeks him.
  • Psalm 27:14: Wait for the Lord; be strong, and let your heart take courage; wait for the Lord!
  • Romans 8:18: For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worth comparing with the glory that is to be revealed to us.

 

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A touch that doesn’t come, a kiss only imagined,

An unfulfilled ache, growing, stop, growing.

Empty hand, heart to give but no one receives.

Earth-covered fireworks burn.

Always a choice to choose life or death.

There is a way that seems right,

But the end is a death.

O beating heart just breathe and wait

While tears like diamonds fall.

Don’t awaken love before its time.

 

Be blessed!