Love cannot be constrained. It must be free to grow,
to life a wing or dip a beak, its happiness to show,
to contemplate within itself the wonders of the world,
or concentrate on only one as its gentle wings unfurl.
Love cannot be understood if you would try and try.
Defying logic, it will come... or not... as time goes by.
Love can be unspoken, proclaimed in just a look,
or wildly danced upon the floor of passion's private nook.
Love needs to feel the freedom to win or lose at will.
Love has to settle now and then, a needy heart to fill.
So look for love in sunlit skies or rainy mountain mist,
and hold not tightly to it when you feel its gentle kiss.
When someone cracks a verbal whip and your mind recoils from the pain,
is your first impulse to break and run, to find shelter from the rain?
When life and love and circumstance all join in cyclonic form,
do you place the blame on someone else, or see the "I" of every storm?
You need to take another look... Bring "you" and "I" to "we"...
for someone else is always there, and not just "me", "me", "me!"
To take a hand and hold on tight, is the beginning of the healing.
Don't let those angry winds rip apart the bond you're feeling.
To realize that it takes two, and stop your endless dreaming,
is to see the "I" as well as "you" and understand its meaning.
In time the waves will calm and the waters all recede
and you can find "together" the answers that you need.
If I had known then what I know now,
would my life have still been the same?
Would the words I said and the vows I made
be broken or still remain?
Would I see in him some wondrous soul,
whose every touch is treasured...
or walk beside you along life's path
and know how love is measured?
We can't go back to times remembered...
They're forever lost in the past.
We can only make the best of today
for today may be our last.
Do something today for someone you love.
Take a moment and make it shine!
Make today a little bit better,
be loving and gentle and kind.
Look forward with purpose and plan,
envision a glowing tomorrow,
reach out and touch another's heart
and you'll control your sorrow.
Yesterday fades into memory.
Let it go and don't look back!
You cannot rearrange it...
can't make up for the things it lacked.
Just hold onto tomorrow
when today seems hard to bear,
and the sun will shine upon you...
sometime, somehow, somewhere!
Slippery pebbles in the sand,
a kitten sleeping in your hand,
lions in the jungle shade,
flamingos as they slowly wade,
shadows on the morning lawn,
the awakening of another dawn,
the fragrant smell of new mown hay,
a child engrossed in peaceful play,
an opening bud of a ruby rose,
a baby as it learns and grows,
a new-found, twinkling, evening star,
gymnasts on the balance bar,
flying manes and whipping tails,
wolves in soulful midnight wail,
the words we read and those we speak,
the solitude we always seek,
a friend in times of personal stress,
a lover's hesitant first caress,
a sunset's fiery crimson glory,
reading your child a bedtime story,
the wash of waves upon the shore,
and oh, so many, many more!
Take time to stop and time to see
all there is of me and thee,
all there is of friend and foe,
all there is of joy and woe:
The ability to simply be,
the ears to hear and eyes to see,
all the wonders along life's way -
the miracles of every day!
Life is but a gravel path occasionally strewn with flowers.
The sun's above,the earth below, there's sunshine, shadow and showers.
We realize that each newday is fresh and fraught with challenge...
To climb the hills and mountain topsand still maintain our balance,
To wander lost on unknown roads, then seek andfind our way,
To run or jump or speed along...or stumble day by day.
With Heaven'sdoor a step away, but just beyond our grasp,
We hold on strong to Hope and Love,and Faith which must not lapse.
I see the ever growing glow... the Light I wishto meet,
If I could but rush to Him... but I've stones beneath my feet...
I've stones beneath my feet!
I've traveled far since first I trod thisgravel path of life,
Through many roadblocks, large and small, I've handled painand strife.
I've walked through storms and flooding streams, always moving on.
I'vewalked through sunlight bright and warm, and rainbows looked upon.
I've seen injustice,hate, and war, disease, and constant fear.
And where the worst of these held on,the Savior hovered near,
Protecting, healing, loving all, and whispering to "Come..."
"Come,let me take you home again. Come, let me take you home."
I see the ever growingglow and when the Light I meet,
He'll take me in His arms and sweep these stonesfrom ‘neath my feet...
these stones from ‘neath my feet!
He'll setmy feet on grassy paths where soft the heather grows.
He'll hold me close andcomfort me with a love like no one knows.
His voice will sing like violins playedby ancient masters.
His eyes will shine and sparkle bright with mirth and joyfullaughter.
He'll show me friends and loved ones there who've gone along beforeme.
His wondrous Name we'll all proclaim in songs of love and glory.
He'llrub my feet with oil so sweet...His tender touch will heal.
No more life's cornsand calluses or blisters will I feel.
I see the ever growing glow...His Lightmakes me complete.
The gravel path is far below... and no stones beneath my feet...
no stones beneath my feet!
Like flowers in the early morn
Who bow their heads from weight of dew;
Sodo I bow before my Lord,
And bear each burden with hope renewed.
From warmthof noon the dew recedes,
And flowers smile at Heaven above.
Thus He will carefor all our needs,
And warm our hearts with His sweet love.
There is a season coming soon
Each day will feel like spring.
There isa reason I must go
To where we all can sing.
The Master calls and I attend.
He leads and I must follow.
And all the walls I've ever built
Seem fragile,weak and hollow.
They slowly crumble, one by one,
My every fear exposed.
I will not stumble though, I'm strong.
My heart is calm, composed.
Thereis a season coming soon...
My hope and joy I'll bring.
Faith is the reason,love's the song...
I go to praise the King!
What do you say to a friend in need
when their heart is overflowing,
Whenevery day brings new problems
and their worries are steadily growing?
Whatwords will ease their anxious thoughts,
will show your true concern,
Whenthe only thing you know to tell
is the lesson you have learned...
That nomatter what life may bring
with the dawn of each new day
Just know that Godstill loves you
and each care will pass away.
No sorrow lasts forever,
no pain is ever so great
That He cannot erase it
or somehow compensate.
Theanswers don't come easily
to any one of us.
We can only be sure he truly cares
and place in Him our trust.
I came first into Eden;
I am old, yet young and free.
I walk the snow-cappedmountain tops.
I sail the white-capped seas.
I kiss the cheeks of laughingbabes,
Play games about their feet.
I need not tell you who I am;
You'llknow me when we meet.
I help the autumn leaves to fall,
The winter snowto drift.
I sing the songs of centuries
The desert sands to shift.
I hidein darkened shadows
Or chase you down the street.
I need not tell you who Iam;
You'll know me when we meet.
I reap destruction far and near
Whenriled by summer's heat,
Lay waste to buildings large or small
Which dare totrip my feet.
I carry death on out-stretched arms.
I dance to a roaring beat.
Ineed not tell you who I am;
You'll know me when we meet.
Lyin' ‘neath an April sky,
Watchin' clouds a driftin' by.
Children's kiteshave taken wing...
What a way to welcome spring!
Playful puppies to andfro,
Not quite sure which way to go...
Tiny tots a runnin' after,
Happysqueals and high-pitched laughter...
A bright array of daffodils,
A gentlebreeze that lightly chills,
Mothers watch as youngsters swing...
What a wayto welcome spring!
But is it really truly spring
When sunny days have takenwing
And winter lays her icy hand
Once more upon our budding land,
and branchesbend and fail to grow
Beneath the weight of falling snow?
Beauty, yes, andharm it brings...
What a way to welcome spring!
Yet hope remains withinour hearts
For brighter days He will impart...
The sun will shine and birdswill sing,
And we will know it's really spring!
Silver sails dot the sea...
Where now the morning mist?
Golden beachesbeckon me
To where the shore is kissed
By waves of aqua blue
Stilledged with sea foam white,
And sunlight streams in myriad hue
From morn‘til moonlit night.
R eality is but the
O pening of the rosebud...
Seeing clearly now what was
E re hidden from view.
A rose is a rose, or so I'm told.
A name can be weak. A name can be bold.
Awoman of worth has many names.
She's mother or wife or teacher or dame.
She'sfriend or stranger. She's eager or shy.
She's Roseanne ‘til you laugh, Juliet‘til you cry.
So what's in a name? I ask you this:
Would you rather a name,or a lover's kiss?
A name is only as good as its holder.
It seeks not beautyor nice broad shoulders.
It only requires "to thine own self be true"
Andif you're going to be someone, be sure to be you!
I know you really want a hug
and I'm trying hard to send one.
For a hugis like a promise
that you really can depend on.
It makes you feel security,
protection from above.
It warms you up and tucks you in
and circles you withlove.
I know you really want a hug,
or at least I hope you do...
‘CauseI've an awful lot of them
that I'd love to share with you!
How many fish can you see in the sea?
A million and one, or two, or three?
Fromsharks to stars to octopi,
Some of them bold, some of them shy.
A wiggle andwobble, a splash or glide...
It's amazing the places they find to hide.
Someover abundant, some nearly extinct...
If we dont' protect them, they're gone ina wink!
Let's forget about hooks, nets and harpoons
And learn just to lovethem and let's do it soon!
There once was a horse with two heads.
One head was named Alex; the other wasFred.
When Alex walked forward, then Fred walked back.
And a tail was one thingthat both of them lacked!
They fought and they fussed about who's going where
Andwherever they went, everyone stared!