Saturday, March 21, 2009
Abandoned Beauty...
Standing in the old church
where the preacher
stood on Sundays
Still haunts me..
I watched as leaves
danced across the floor
on the winter winds
and snow lay frozen
below open windows
as if it gently fell
into it's place...
the light shinning
through the wallls
seemed to be
impatiently wanting
to touch the darkness..
creating shadows.
Her time is fading...
But i found Her Beauty
she could not hide it..
where the preacher
stood on Sundays
Still haunts me..
I watched as leaves
danced across the floor
on the winter winds
and snow lay frozen
below open windows
as if it gently fell
into it's place...
the light shinning
through the wallls
seemed to be
impatiently wanting
to touch the darkness..
creating shadows.
Her time is fading...
But i found Her Beauty
she could not hide it..
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Finding Grace....
One night i had a dream where I
Sat high upon a distant hill
All alone and far from home
the wind was calm and still...
As i looked up to the sky
beams of light came down
and for awhile, Natures smile
danced for me, all around..
I felt a need to talk to God
And ask him where to find
My way in life - so full of strife
Weighing heavy on my mind..
Then Suddenly within the light
breaking through the sky above
I could hear a silent voice
that seemed so full of love.
Saying
"be paitent child, i hear the prayers
that come from everywhere
Im close at hand, please understand
For this world I truly care"
then a dark cloud came & i felt rain
like tears upon my face...
and the voice became much louder as
it said " this world's in need of Grace"..
I asked the silent voice to tell me why
Oh why he did not sow
grace within a world of souls
Planted faithfully to grow..
The voice became a whisper as
loud thunder roared above..
"Man is born with a free will
And faith is taught through love..
Grace is not something that
can be born in everyone..
for if I could i surely would
but that's not how it's done"..
as the rain clouds moved away
letting the light back through
i heard a final whisper say
"I've seen Grace in You"...
Since i Awoke from that dream
I've felt a peace within my mind
and each day i take time to pray
it will spread throughout mankind..
one by one, two by two
together we can be
a world that's full of peaceful souls
spreading Grace abundantly...
written Sept 21st 2008...by connetta jean
Sat high upon a distant hill
All alone and far from home
the wind was calm and still...
As i looked up to the sky
beams of light came down
and for awhile, Natures smile
danced for me, all around..
I felt a need to talk to God
And ask him where to find
My way in life - so full of strife
Weighing heavy on my mind..
Then Suddenly within the light
breaking through the sky above
I could hear a silent voice
that seemed so full of love.
Saying
"be paitent child, i hear the prayers
that come from everywhere
Im close at hand, please understand
For this world I truly care"
then a dark cloud came & i felt rain
like tears upon my face...
and the voice became much louder as
it said " this world's in need of Grace"..
I asked the silent voice to tell me why
Oh why he did not sow
grace within a world of souls
Planted faithfully to grow..
The voice became a whisper as
loud thunder roared above..
"Man is born with a free will
And faith is taught through love..
Grace is not something that
can be born in everyone..
for if I could i surely would
but that's not how it's done"..
as the rain clouds moved away
letting the light back through
i heard a final whisper say
"I've seen Grace in You"...
Since i Awoke from that dream
I've felt a peace within my mind
and each day i take time to pray
it will spread throughout mankind..
one by one, two by two
together we can be
a world that's full of peaceful souls
spreading Grace abundantly...
written Sept 21st 2008...by connetta jean
Thursday, September 04, 2008
If I could...
If I could.....
If i could
i'd bring our soldiers home
If I could
I'd bring our soldiers home..
i would bring them safe and sound
home again on American ground
If i could
i'd bring our soldiers home.
If i could
I'd make this world free
If i could
I'd make this world free
no cold and hungry children
no pain or poverty...
if i could
I'd make this world free.
If i could
i'd bring or soldiers home
if i could
i'd bring our soldiers home
I'd bring them safe and sound
Home again, on American ground
If i could
i'd bring our soldiers home..
If i could
i'd change nine one one
if i could
I'd change nine one one
I'd give anything to change
the damage that's been done
if i could
I'd change nine one one...
If i could
i'd bring our soldiers home
If i could
I'd bring our soldiers home
I'd bring them all safe and sound
home on American ground
If i could
i'd bring our soldiers home
if i could
i'd bring our soldiers home
All poems and lyrics posted by me was written by me..connetta jean
Uploaded by Backroad Drifter on 3 Feb 07, 5.22PM MDT.
If i could
i'd bring our soldiers home
If I could
I'd bring our soldiers home..
i would bring them safe and sound
home again on American ground
If i could
i'd bring our soldiers home.
If i could
I'd make this world free
If i could
I'd make this world free
no cold and hungry children
no pain or poverty...
if i could
I'd make this world free.
If i could
i'd bring or soldiers home
if i could
i'd bring our soldiers home
I'd bring them safe and sound
Home again, on American ground
If i could
i'd bring our soldiers home..
If i could
i'd change nine one one
if i could
I'd change nine one one
I'd give anything to change
the damage that's been done
if i could
I'd change nine one one...
If i could
i'd bring our soldiers home
If i could
I'd bring our soldiers home
I'd bring them all safe and sound
home on American ground
If i could
i'd bring our soldiers home
if i could
i'd bring our soldiers home
All poems and lyrics posted by me was written by me..connetta jean
Uploaded by Backroad Drifter on 3 Feb 07, 5.22PM MDT.
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
The Butterfly Dance...
I'm sure we've all been
a wittness by chance..
To a butterfly doing
a Butterfly dance..
from flower to flower
they zip and they zoom
Tasting each flower
landing on every bloom..
they seem to be moving
to the sound of the wind
Dancing out summer
and dancing fall in ..
a wittness by chance..
To a butterfly doing
a Butterfly dance..
from flower to flower
they zip and they zoom
Tasting each flower
landing on every bloom..
they seem to be moving
to the sound of the wind
Dancing out summer
and dancing fall in ..