Fringe Whispers

Life interrupted,
by melancholy visions.
Loneliness beckons,
whispering from the fringes.
Yet, still my hope rests in You.

© 2018 the daughter

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Sinful Songs

was lost, but now found.
some days – i don’t want to walk on hallowed ground.
my flesh begs to be fed.
while imperfect thoughts find ways to be said.

i know right from wrong.
yet, still i sing my sinful songs.
when will my mind return to what’s pure?
to be honest, i’m not really sure.

let my heart burn to be only Yours.
teach me to resist the world’s tasty lures.
help me to find my way back to “good.”
because it’s what i want, not because i should.

© 2018 the daughter

A Sad Goodbye

A week without a word.
Silent, not a voice heard.

I am tempted to write,
But I can’t, so I fight.
The urge to contact him.
In time, this too shall dim.

It’s best for him…and me.
Time and space sets us free.
It is hard letting go.
And painful, this is know.

So, now with a sad sigh.
Eyes closed, I say goodbye.

(c) 2018 the daughter. photo credit: google.com

Seek & Find

There’s nothing i can say
When you give yourself away
Walking alone in the grey

There is a price that is paid
As thoughts and hopes fade
And the enemy’s record is played.

My friend stop being blind.
Seek and you will find,
Your God, gentle and kind.

You were born to be free.
One day soon you shall see,
The woman God meant you to be.

© 2018 the daughter