Sacrifice

My guardians
My friends
My angels

My destiny
My Life
My choice

To hurt
To Live
To love

Sacrifice
Accept
Comply

If I close my eyes
Never to breathe again
Will it all have been in vain?
Is my destiny to manifest
Is my path chosen?

For Love of Father

Unconditional Love

Daddy dear
I saw you here
Now you are far away
I wait for the day

Although it seems I am left behind
I’ve looked and looked still I can’t find
A way to remember your loving eyes
A way to forget your sad demise

Within my dreams I hear you clear
In my mind I see you near
One day soon we will meet again
And in that I find my long lost friend

The Day

I pray for
The day when
You and I can
Sit and cry and
laugh and smile
Just for a while

I miss you so…
Time simply goes
Passes us by
Leaves some ahead
Some behind
I wait for the day

 

 

In memory of my Father… This month will be dedicated to him… his birthday… the second since he has been gone… I will be posting thoughts and poetry for him… to acknowledge him 

June 14th 1948 -December 18, 2006

Unconditional Love

In memory of my Father… This month will be dedicated to him… his birthday… the second since he has been gone… I will be posting thoughts and poetry for him… to acknowledge him 

June 14th 1948 -December 18, 2006

 

The ultimate expression of love I find in silence… thoughts… unshared emotions… they resonate deep within. Only after silence and time do these true underlying feelings emerge… 

 

Sometimes they arise from frailty and complete release… at a moment of vulnerability… when your mold is about to shatter… there is a hand… a spirit… a force… holding you together…

 

The ultimate expression of love can not be known first hand… it can only be given under the perfect circumstance… 

 

I have only seen this once, and it was only a fraction of what it could have been… it was a beautiful fraction…

 

This expression came to me in a glance… it came to me when I had lost the one thing I cherished the most… my father… it was a glance, I believe my father was behind those eyes… as I lay sobbing, I looked up … it was him behind his eyes… I am not mistaking love for sorrow, helplessness, pity… it was unconditional love, but I know not how to explain further… I saw a glance, a moment 

 

I share this with you in order to explain… unconditional love can not be given or taken away… it is shared, it remains in essence and in the Soul… it is revealed… in small quantities… when we need it most…

 

Unconditional love is a strong force, imagine the entirety of it…

Angels

Angles are gathering

They listen contently

They feel with our knowledge

They hurt with our mistakes

 

Ignorant of time

Aware of Life

Understanding only God

Seeing only Light

 

They hear cries

They see sacrifice

They see strife

They see 

Yet to them it matters not

They see, they feel 

its all relative to angles

To them Life is a gift

 

They are misunderstood
As is Father

They do not judge
Neither does Father

Cant they see our lives falter?

when will they learn?
Cant they see we are tired?

when will they feel?
Cant they relay the messages?
Cant they tell Father?

When will the know?
They are His eyes and ears

They do not understand

To them Life is a Gift

A gift to us

A gift of burden

A beautiful burden

 

Catch us
We are falling
From Grace
From our sanctuary

Tell our Father
Tell our God

 

Angels read these words and understand

Growth…

Anais Nin:
“We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations.”