Poetry Meadows

I played chess with a wolf, he took my pawn it was my move. put another pawn out to see if he would take the bite. took my bishop, and it angered me with all my might. I was impatient with this match, i’m in check, and time was running out. I got confused; my…

I climb the Forts Foundation,is it made of sand or of stone. At the top are weapons, armor, and wisdom. The Holy Spirit is there to guide me and say I’m not alone. He teaches me day and night,Helps me to renew my mind, Tells me not to worry when in a bind, storms rage…

The flesh won’t satisfy you, It rots in the graveThe flesh won’t satisfy you, Jesus is the only one who savesThe flesh won’t satisfy you, It grows old and withers away The flesh won’t satisfy you, The Lord will take us home someday

I’m a shattered mind waiting for it to be fixed, needing reflection to sort out what is and isn’t good In my life, waiting for it to just form a mirror reflecting my preconceived image, but I can’t be the one to form it from my own desire, i can’t be the lead. Only the…

the Lord cracks our stone bodies with a chisel hitting pressure points with zeal and patients as stone falls away revealing a reflection of light and Love shining brightly in all directions refined down to a rough diamond, chiseled to be pure mirroring his holy light.