A thousand colors on the pallet……the wheel goes round and round…… but no matter where it lands the fact is wrong is wrong pick the dark colors……several coats won’t do because no matter how you paint it….wrong is still wrong ….. the truth comes glaring through So the canvas is before you be careful what…

Your eyes are windows to Heaven What do they see? A vision of some far away Paradise Or Heaven inside of me Are they a reflection of the blessings I have received?…….or are they clouded with concern over the challenges in from of me? – the eyes are the windows of heaven and what you…

I watched your hands and they would not rest they had a plan and they were ready for the test and you hoped they would convey what words couldn’t say your hands were definitely speaking they knew hard work and they had endured pain And the song they were singing had a familiar refrain “…

I was captured…….. by life……… I didn’t have any choice and I resented the fact that it was forced but I arrived disgruntled with a trace of remorse and it didn’t take long before I had to make a choice the problem of course was me……..but it seemed easier to me to blame everyone else……..for…

Those feelings you are determined to embrace they aren’t yours…. Tho you try to make them your own they are like putting things in place but they are unsettled…..and keep moving the fog has set in and as you try to maneuver through it….. you keep running into things your choice keep moving and suffer…

I’m Not that concerned about what goes down today Tomorrow seems so far away and a few wrong turn isn’t going to make for a bad ride so there are going to be bumps and perhaps a few lumps but I have learned to live this way and anyway tomorrow seems so far away –…

We tell ourselves maybe this will cause the scales to tip but it doesn’t seem to change things a bit so we tighten our belt and rearrange our grip but it doesn’t seem to matter no matter how much we bleed or how much we sweat —- my spirit comes to me as I drape…

Pitta patter what’s the matter just a little rain that’s all instead of feeling glum have some fun and dance outside In the rain it’s just a shower after all Just a shower after all ttucro

I took a leap and said I would see if someone really was looking out for me because it seems that my dreams are in conflict with reality so a quandary has enveloped me and I question what I see so now this isn’t make believe I’m going to trust that someone really is looking…

Funny when I think of calamities and the outside struggles so hard and the inside gets left out of the solution those gentle tugs I seem to ignore are a vital component of the equation When I am stopped by confusion and throw my hands up in despair a gentle voice calls out to me…