My Calling
Love, not expectation.
Expectation is having my hand out.
What can you give me?
What do I get?
That is expectation, which is motive.
Love is having my hands out.
The sacrifice of me.
Being nailed to a cross for another.
Arms wide open to give, myself.
Not to give myself credit,
But to give myself away.
Love is the ultimate embracing of life itself.
The reward for love is love.
Or did I expect something else?
The only thing I wish to perfect in my life,
Is my love.
I believe that to be my calling.
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Eternity Is Now
Joy and sorrow.
Defining our existence.
Not days, hours, minutes, or seconds.
Manipulating time.
Since the dawn of time.
In sorrow, time stands still.
In joy, it travels at the speed of light,
And is gone in the blink of an eye.
Time evolves into a memory.
Given to our children,
And their children.
Those gone before us,
Are all a part of us.
As we will be to the next.
We all exist in an eternity.
Which is not only ours,
But also that of another's.
For what was, is and shall be,
Is a part of each and every one of us.
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Two Voices
Two voices I hear inside my head,
Both wanting their own way.
I must figure out, which voice must go,
And which I allow to stay.
One is the voice of my spirit,
The other of my mind.
One will move me farther ahead.
One will pull be further behind.
But I do not know, which voice is which,
And which voice has my best.
In order to know, which voice is true.
I put both voices to the test.
With one voice I know peace and love,
Are the rewards that I will find.
And the one that creates confusion and fear.
That is the voice inside my mind.
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More Or Less
Fighting over money.
Yet, I want more.
More money,
More to fight about.
We fight over the lack of intimacy.
Less intimacy.
The more we fight.
So we remove the intimacy.
More fighting over less.
More of me,
Less of you.
The more we fight.
Yet you are diminished even more.
I am full of myself.
My desire to fill you up with me.
Draining yourself of you.
Your identity lost.
Yet I look into a mirror.
With the same result,
Now, I am on the receiving end.
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If You Only Knew
If you knew how much I love you,
Would you be willing to take a chance?
If I held my hand out to you,
Would you join me for a dance?
If I opened my arms up to you,
Would you come for my embrace?
If I asked you to simply look at me,
Would you look upon my face?
If I asked you if you would see me,
Would you gaze into my eyes?
If I told I know what true love is,
Would you believe another’s lies?
If I told you that I had found the way,
Would you walk right by my side?
For the destination is inevitable.
We are here to enjoy the ride.
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What is Love?
Would you take a bullet for the one you love?
Or would you duck and run?
Would you die to prove love’s truth?
Even if they had shot the gun?
They say that love hurts
But I know the truth does too
So lay down you life for those you love
And show them your love is true
We all speak words that are from the heart
But words you cannot see
The action shows the depth of love
It is then that love you be
So show your loved ones just what they’re worth
And lay your own life down
Cause love endures ‘til the bitter end
It makes the world go round.
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Walls of Change
Walls of change..
Built from a broken foundation
A world divided.
To a United Nation.
We all embrace hatred.
It is love that we seek.
Eternal blindness.
From a soul that is weak.
Strengthen my spirit.
Help me fear no fear.
Walk with the Lord.
Self will disappear.
Build up others.
Strength you will find.
You’ll discover yourself.
When you leave you behind.
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My Original Sin
It was always about me, although I did not see.
My thoughts, my feelings, my pleasure, my comfort, my life.
No room for others when I was so full of myself.
I would devour them with my prideful and lustful thinking.
Life before me, was a mirror image.
A mirror that displayed my surface.
An agenda for everything.
Mine.
I was a motivational speaker.
I would hear only the words from my presentation.
For your listening enjoyment.
How could I make your life better?
By having you conform to mine.
Become an extension of me.
You won’t regret it.
But I will.
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Time of Love
Listen to my heart
It ticks like a clock
It is all I have to give
My heart is my time
I’ll give you my heart
And fill that time with kindness
I’ll fill that time with caring
If I had no money
All I would have to give you is my time
Is that enough?
It’s all I have to give
When you lay down your life
You give all your time
And where you spend your time
Is where you spend your heart
For tomorrow is not a promise
That is what they say
If I share my heart with you today
Will you share yours with me?
Until the end of time?
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Christmas Morning
I wake up every morning.
I sit waiting patiently like a little child.
Waiting excitedly.
I hear movement.
“Is she up yet? ”
My heart races.
I wait for you to walk out of your room.
The excitement builds.
You walk out of your room.
And I see you.
The gift has been opened.
Just what I always dreamed of.
A gift from God.
Then you smile.
It is the greatest Christmas morning ever!
So this morning,
I will wish you a Merry Christmas.
It may not be Christmas to you.
But it is for me everyday.
And I know God loves me.
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