Category: Poems

Honesty and Perfection: A Journey to Self Discovery

What if perfection wasn’t about performance, but about being fully honest especially with the pain we carry? This poem reflects on how affliction can become a blessing, how peace is hidden in loss, and how true righteousness refuses to retaliate. The heart that walks with God speaks only of heaven.

It’s ok to be hurt.

Its not ok to hurt the one who hurt you.

Innocence walks upright, it understands beyond pain because it endures pain.

Righteousness is the reward of the basest, who are unappreciated and never blame anyone but themselves.

Peace is hidden in the secrets of loss.

Affliction is a blessing, to isolate internally what needs removal and correction.

Accept the truth

Accept correction

Confess the hidden inner person

Receive direction

Be lead

Be forgiven

Be honest continuously

Be perfect 

Perfection is simple

It’s defined by God not what the world thinks perfect is

Perfect is complete uncomfortable honesty intent on being conformed to Christ Jesus

Out of the mouth comes the abundance of the heart and issues of life

A repentant heart does not inquire of the past

A heart with God is in heaven and all things are spoken of heaven the promise land

Not of the earth

Poem of Graditude

A tender and honest poem of spiritual gratitude. Through pain, delay, and divine correction, the heart learns what love truly is. This is a thank you to the Father not for what was easy, but for what shaped the soul to recognize Him.

I am grateful for everything.

I couldn’t have been hurt so much if I did not have a desire for love and a soft heart.

If I wasn’t exposed to as much harshness and heartache I would have enjoyed the world and been blind.

If God didn’t rebuke me for my disobedience in behaving as Jesus would I wouldn’t have cared to listen and obey.

I know if I had gotten what I thought I wanted, I would have lost everything.

If I didn’t keep waiting, if I dealt with anything in a way that made sense, if I didn’t become a fool for the lord, I wouldn’t KNOW love.

Thank you, Father

We do not know anything if we lose it. If we find it, we become ourselves again. Who is she?

She is hidden. She is veiled. Known only by the one who is worthy. This poetic revelation invites us to meet the mystery called Wisdom the Spirit who awakens dreamers and divides the faithful from the faint. Who will follow her flight?

Her name is wisdom. She is hidden, dressed in white. She is pure and veiled. She is known only by the one worthy to rest with her. The past, the body, the world, and the animal are sacrificed at the altar during the ceremony called life. The breath of life flows from her wings, awakening the dreamers. Her children are drawn towards the source of her flight, and the others are blown away by it. Who can find her, who can let go, who can move forward into the winds, watching many fall away. Who has the faith to complete their journey? Who will surrender everything seen for what is unseen and not known until it is given? Who will come back after the wedding? Who will attend and who will refuse?

Whispers of the Moon: A Poetic Reflection

In the stillness of the last hour, He comes. One is taken. Peace rains down. A poetic vision of the moment heaven meets earth where hearts sing, streets shine, and the King reigns for a thousand years.

      The moon is quiet

                               Peace is still

                                 He comes

                                  Last hour

                                One is taken

                                    His will

              ………………………………….

                           Blessings, rewards

                                  It’s raining

                         Hosanna to the king

                     Hearts sing, golden streets

                           A thousand years

The Prince of Peace and His Promise of Freedom

A prophetic poem echoing the Spirit of God’s return, this piece speaks of justice through forgiveness, truth in love, and the reigning power of Yeshua. It proclaims freedom from fear and deception as the King of Kings prepares His reign with ten thousands of His holy ones.

The God of love and peace 

Joy and endless mercies 

Calls your name 

Jesus 

He is justice by forgiveness

Thanksgiving and praise 

Knowledge & wisdom 

Prayer and patience 

Lay the axe to the root

Cut your anchor to the earth 

Let her land be desolate 

The gatherings of hypocrites 

Will be rebuilt

on the humility of the Prince of peace 

On equality, love, faith and selflessness 

On love through freedom 

On truth 

On singleness of mind and heart 

The price has been paid 

Jesus

What did he have the power in

To take and raise up again 

The king of kings is coming to reign 

The highest priest has risen from the grave

The true God that gives life 

The first and the last

Understanding and clarity 

Salvation 

Comes with ten thousands of his holy ones

To subdue what destroys 

To bind in chains deception and pain 

To lock away fear and anxiety 

a thousand years the dragon will not be found

The time is at hand  

Consequences from rules and boundaries

Introduce fear and pain, it makes castaways

Rejection is a devil from Satan

Put that spirit of darkness out if your houses

The spirit that never changed 

The I AM

He comes with a new name 

& 

With new Jerusalem 

Emanuel 

God is with us

Poem

Through shattered pieces and quiet pain, a voice calls our name. This poem is a sacred song for the broken hearted those being remade by the Composer of all things. In the silence, in the fragments, God writes a symphony.

The Composer of My Life: A Journey

Through my shattered mess

I thought I was alone

In my solace, I hear you call my name

I come to you

The wonderful composer of my life

The master pieces,

You,

Make,

Out of broken pieces

You’ve made me yours

My heart sings praises of your name.

Forever,

Until your kingdom come

My broken spirit for you

A quiet cry of surrender. This short poetic prayer lays bare a soul longing to be made new consumed by holy fire, purified in love, and formed in the image of Christ. “My Broken Spirit for You” is a whispered offering, a letter sealed in devotion.

                        Jesus.              My King 

                     My broken       spirit for you

                  Consume me in your fire Lord. 

                        Make me in your image.

                               I am yours alone

                                    Purify me.

                                        Love, 

                                          Me.

All You Ever Knew. Release It

A soft call into surrender, “2012” is a poem wrapped in prophecy and dreamlike ascent. Written like a whisper before awakening, it speaks to the shedding of memory, the beauty of heaven, and the soul’s transformation beyond this world. The gates are made of pearl. The streets are gold. And all you’ve ever known… will fall away in love.

    2012

                       You are changing 

                   Soon you’ll wake up                       

      Do not worry, you won’t remember  

               All you ever knew, let it go    

             The gates are made of pearls 

                The streets here are gold

                 You will see it in dreams 

                                Soon 

Let go

The Hope of Eternity in a Temporal World

A piercing poetic cry against the illusion of time, declaring the eternal triumph of Jesus Christ. Every line contrasts the false comfort of the ticking clock with the living truth of the Savior who makes all things new. Time has already lost. Eternity is on its way.

The blinding veil called time

                           Time you lied

                          He’ll set us free

                    You don’t heal wounds 

                   He makes all things new 

                  You stand still when I cry

                  He wipes away every tear 

              You run away when I’m happy

          He increases my joy beyond belief 

               You’ve never been my friend 

                    He speaks to my heart 

             My King is coming to stop you  

               Time, your time is almost up    

                          He is on his way       

             He is bringing eternity with him 

           My Lord and Savior Jesus Christ

                 Time you’ve already lost

Angels

Outside of time, where nothing fades but what’s beneath this poem is a whispered glimpse beyond the veil. “Angels” invites the reader into a moment between eternity and now, where Light, harvest, and mystery meet.

Outside of time 

Beyond answers 

Among the stars 

The third Light is bright 

After they reap 

Where you never die

Nothing fades but what’s beneath 

Dedication Poem

A quiet surrender wrapped in reverence this short poem offers a simple yet profound declaration: “Here I am. I will obey.” Every line breathes a heart yielded to the Spirit, ready to go, ready to be shaped. A whisper of faith, a call to follow, a sacred offering.