the story part 4 of?

dawn breaks, night falls
hope is a beacon, no longer a floodlight

it cannot illuminate the sea
it's only a summons to the sailor

it does not set the course
it only holds the compass

dawn breaks, night falls
candles burn, books wax poetic

hurt hungers, love remains
faith feeds, and hurt subsides

So................................

heart divided she runs on the beach
ebbing and flowing with the tides of change

she builds castles in the sand, and dances with dolphins
she wave rides and summons the surf

she entertains Posiedon after a long courtship
her captain is gone, but the deity remains

life has loosened the Goddess
and she claims her true form


the sky, cerulean; the earth: underneath
night falls, dawn breaks



 

Redemption for Little Bear

when did the grown up man 
find his childhood scar and rip it open

so afraid to confront but to reveal the truth 
that hurt people hurt people

and instead of healing 
the sins of his father become his Alma matter 

and adult pride shadows humility 
and selfish desire is fuelled by anger and blame 

he drives away what is sacred 
and Love loses its hold amidst the rush of chaos 

when the grown up man 
forgets his inner child, his Little bear

he cant stand to face him
and reveal the truth of his own folly 

and his son, holds up the mirror 
begging for understanding and a rite of passage 

only to become the grown up man
initiated by his childhood scars

There is redemption for Little Bear  

Who are you listening to?

So I woke up early to pray - my heart is silent 
so heavy and torn i feel like i cannot move 
I am bravely loving and hanging on to hope - when i have been told there is none

So i am sharing a Big Daddy Weave song today:  "Redeemed" 
and it is my prayer - 


Seems like all i can see is the struggle 
Haunted by ghosts that lived in my past 
Bound up in shackles of all my failures 
Wondering how long is this gonna last

Then You look at this prisoner and say to me "son
Stop fighting a battle that's already been won" 

I am redeemed, You Set me free 
So I'll Shake off these heavy chains 
Wipe away every stain- I'm not who I used to be 

All My life I have been called unworthy
Named by the voice of my shame and regret 
But when I hear You whisper "Child lift up your head"
I remember oh God , you're not done with me yet.

I dont have to be the old man inside of me
cause his day is long dead and gone 
i've got a new name a new life, I am not the same 
And a hope that will carry me HOME. 


My hope is knowing that God is not done with us yet 

The prodigal son story in the bible ( Luke 15:11-32) is a miracle because it keeps on happening still in our lifetime- it is more powerful now because of this 

Here is my hope for mankind, there is no shame in forgiveness 
we can chose to listen to a voice that is love 
instead of the legion of voices who are telling us otherwise 

Who are you listening to?