Humble Road
If we all just tried To make this place A better place to be With hugs to give With ears to hear The cries from mouths Both far and near With eyes wide open And hearts that beat In rhythm With those we meet Along the humble road Of life
If we all just tried To make this place A better place to be With hugs to give With ears to hear The cries from mouths Both far and near With eyes wide open And hearts that beat In rhythm With those we meet Along the humble road Of life
It’s in the moments When our senses are deprived We finally figure out Just who we are inside Stripped of flesh Pretense and perception As small as we are large Freed from perfection Simply alive As we were always Meant to be
Just as the snow Was held by the pines He found in her arms A soft place to land
From the shadows of Past Future is born Clothed in hand-me-downs Many had already worn With strong shoulders Broader than the last Future marches on Carrying the weight of Past Until Past’s threadbare rags Grasp and cling no more Future shines bright Out of the shadows Evermore
May your Christmas be Merry and bright As bright as the star On that first Christmas night That pointed those Wise enough to seek To the savior sent To fill the weak With joy and hope Faith and love Our Holy Miracle Sent from above A gift of peace For everyone
Though he knows not what Tomorrow brings A joyful tune The songbird sings If not for him If not for her Perhaps, for some It will deeply stir A dormant wish In a sleeping soul Of a tomorrow That will not stay That’s, instead, the start of Better days
It can be hard This life we’re living With each breath in With each breath out Releasing worry Fear and doubt Balancing On stumbling feet One step closer To our last heartbeat One step closer to Epiphany With each breath in With each breath out Life and all its intricate parts Truly is what we… Read More Epiphany
To choose to live To the beat of a thankful heart Is something to strive for But where do we start? We start with being grateful In all that we do We remember our journey Places and faces we knew We reflect on where we’ve been We rest on where we are We rejoice in… Read More To the Beat of a Thankful Heart
Fractured flower petals Gather ‘round the vase To lay on the table In their final resting place Though their perfume’s faded Of their scent, she’s still aware It’s a gift she’s been given Of a moment once shared Still, she dares not touch Lest her fingers feel them go Bit by bit Until nothing’s left… Read More Final Resting Place
November finds us Right where we are With time to spare Though we’ve come so far
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