Love Labored Found

STOP! STOP!
or you’re going to lose
the very thing you are
searching to find.

Let love come
from all angles
without tormentingly
forcing down the door.

Let Love grow in patient
and sweet endeavors to find
Love lost to all mankind
serve you.

Be free
to let Love be
everything and all
of which blossomed flowers spring.

The heart may ache
and be impatient,
but Love labored lost
will be Love labored found.

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A Beautiful Paradox

What is a rocket
that goes to the moon
if it cannot fly
without the help
of winged birds
and soaring balloons?

Far outstretched is the hand
that sees in order to give
that can take some trash
and make art
that can create the light
from the dark.

No one can fathom the mysteries
without the ability to think
and think you shall
when nothings left but
the life you so desire.

“Come and be free” said
the Man of Lamb
with holes still in his hands
from where thistles sought
to take a life
of something they knew not.

What is a rocket
that goes to the moon,
without the help of winged birds
and soaring balloons?

It is freed.

You are my Good Shepherd

You are my Good Shepherd,
in whom I trust.

You have protected me,
have calmed my spirit,
have given me strength in failing,
have given assurance in confusion,
have fed me in hunger,
and have restored my soul.
You, my Lord and King,
have called me out of darkness
after breaking the chains of my captivity.

Though my mind was depraved
and living in shadows of delusion,
Your Goodness and Light know no bounds.
The Heavens cannot contain the love you have
for those who call you Father,
and seek you with their whole heart.

You provide wisdom to those who fear you,
and guidance for those who are lost.

You are my Good Shepherd,
in whom I place my trust.
Deliver me from sins depravity,
uplift my soul O’ Lord,
that others may see your Grace.

You are my rock and shield
on whom I will build my life,
for you are my souls foundation,
and you will protect me
from the wasteful lust of sin.

You are my Good Shepherd.