Enough food Enough house Enough home Enough hope Enough work Enough play Enough rest Enough peace Enough known Enough kith Enough kin Enough love Enough talk Enough tears Enough pain, enough strain, enough sores Enough done? Enough kids, enough death, enough camps, enough pills Enough drought, enough spills, enough doubt, enough fear, enough dross Enough eyes, enough loss, enough news, enough war, enough lies, enough dead, enough dread Enough help? Enough cries, enough pleas, enough prayers Enough spin, enough God Enough you? Enough me? Enough
Category: Religion
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lucky
May love be your constant companion On this day of lucky milieu May you share your love with your friends And those less lucky than you May you feel this love like no other And hear the music it brings For when there is love for no reason but love Even unlucky hearts can sing
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an open window
After 50 years of evangelical prison and two years of freedom I can finally see the sun warms my face No more supposed to's and guilty penance for wrongs done in my life and somehow before Religion is the filthy rag trying to wipe clean a clear window leaving streaks of confusion Doing right, because it's right doing good, because it's good being love, because of love we don't need sermons or books to tell us this We can all see theology won't help you religion won't make it more clear just open the window and crawl through
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betty june
A cruel thief slipped in so suddenly And took a precious part of me away. It left behind a shell of what used to be, Now it’s hard to know just what to say. But the memories of the times I listened at your feet And the wonder of your faith so strong and free, Give me pearls of wisdom from God’s own heart, No thief can ever take those pearls from me. I see you when my children smile. When they laugh sometimes I hear your voice. It’s hard to see the purpose in the pain I feel right now Breathing in and breathing out is now a choice. But I’ll just sit here and talk to you a while. You taught me what it meant to live by faith alone And to search for the purpose in my pain. I listened while you dealt with others patiently, Looking for the wisdom I could gain. It’s hard for me to be the one I want to be, Sometimes I feel I just get in the way. I don’t claim to understand God’s purpose, I just pray for the strength to face each day I see you when my children smile. When they laugh sometimes I hear your voice. It’s hard to see the purpose in the pain I feel right now, Breathing in and breathing out is now a choice. But I’ll just sit here and dream of you for a while. The day has finally come to let go of you May the peace you seek be the place you find. The person that you were left many years ago, When the dawning of demise rose in your mind. After all the years of knowing that this day would come, I’m unprepared to let these feelings free. But the tears will flow every time I think of you, And the tender way you gave your love to me. I see you when my children smile. When they laugh sometimes I hear your voice. It’s hard to see the purpose in the pain I feel right now Breathing in and breathing out is now a choice. But I’ll just sit here and think of you a while.
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how do i love you…
...let me count the ways: I love you by listening more and talking less. I love you by giving more and taking less. I love you by whispering more and yelling less. I love you by serving more and lounging less. I love you by smiling more and frowning less. I love you by praising more and mocking less. I love you by playing more and working less. I love you by agreeing more and arguing less. I love you by trusting more and fearing less. How do I love you, let me count the ways...all my days.
