Day Unto Day

The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament sheweth his handywork.

Day unto day uttereth speech, and night unto night sheweth knowledge.

There is no speech nor language, where their voice is not heard.

Their line is gone out through all the earth, and their words to the end of the world. In them hath he set a tabernacle for the sun,

Which is as a bridegroom coming out of his chamber, and rejoiceth as a strong man to run a race.

His going forth is from the end of the heaven, and his circuit unto the ends of it: and there is nothing hid from the heat thereof.

The law of the Lord is perfect, converting the soul: the testimony of the Lord is sure, making wise the simple.

The statutes of the Lord are right, rejoicing the heart: the commandment of the Lord is pure, enlightening the eyes.

The fear of the Lord is clean, enduring for ever: the judgments of the Lord are true and righteous altogether.

More to be desired are they than gold, yea, than much fine gold: sweeter also than honey and the honeycomb.

Moreover by them is thy servant warned: and in keeping of them there is great reward.

Who can understand his errors? cleanse thou me from secret faults.

Keep back thy servant also from presumptuous sins; let them not have dominion over me: then shall I be upright, and I shall be innocent from the great transgression.

Let the words of my mouth, and the meditation of my heart, be acceptable in thy sight, O Lord, my strength, and my redeemer

World Without Light

If only you knew,

What that love gave me,

If only you knew,

How it filled my heart.

If only you could understand,

I would tell you how that love gave me everything.

How it taught me to live life,

How it taught me to be a better person,

How it taught me to love and serve others,

But since all you see,

Is what that love took away,

I won’t tell you,

The strength I derived from it,

When life left me broken,

I won’t tell you,

The courage it gave me,

When I had to swim against the tides,

I won’t tell you,

The comforting embrace it gave,

When shadows of worries, engulfed me,

I won’t tell you,

The solid bridge it was,

In the vast sea of uncertainty,

I won’t tell you,

How without that love,

Am world without light,

I Won’t Tell You.

Up The Mountain,

Knock-ups and Knock-outs,

Hops and Hogs,

Harts and Horsts,

Life files,

Love vials,

Flogs Up the Mountain,

…Flops…

I… You

The heart, beats,

Joy, filled,

Smile…..

Peaceful ….

In your arms, home.

Strings, played,

Drums, beat,

Waist, shakes,

Blessed, Yes….

Loved, Indeed.

Proverbs

The preparations of the heart in man, and the answer of the tongue, is from the Lord.

All the ways of a man are clean in his own eyes; but the Lord weigheth the spirits.

Commit thy works unto the Lord, and thy thoughts shall be established.

The Lord hath made all things for himself: yea, even the wicked for the day of evil.

Every one that is proud in heart is an abomination to the Lord: though hand join in hand, he shall not be unpunished.

By mercy and truth iniquity is purged: and by the fear of the Lord men depart from evil.

When a man’s ways please the Lord, he maketh even his enemies to be at peace with him.

Better is a little with righteousness than great revenues without right.

A man’s heart deviseth his way: but the Lord directeth his steps.

A divine sentence is in the lips of the king: his mouth transgresseth not in judgment.

A just weight and balance are the Lord‘s: all the weights of the bag are his work.

It is an abomination to kings to commit wickedness: for the throne is established by righteousness.

Righteous lips are the delight of kings; and they love him that speaketh right.

The wrath of a king is as messengers of death: but a wise man will pacify it.

In the light of the king’s countenance is life; and his favour is as a cloud of the latter rain.

How much better is it to get wisdom than gold! and to get understanding rather to be chosen than silver!

Seen and Saw

The sand grains on the ocean floor,

Have swam in the rain of my tears,

The flowing rivers,

Have drank from my gourd of happiness,

The sparrows and the crows,

Have heard my distant whispers,

And they have flapped their wings,

In the wind of my silent wishes.

 

The sea shore and the sea line,

Have seen and saw the stripped lines,

Of dreams, that rolls with the rocks and sand,

That stands tall and rocks my world,

Dreams that are close to my heart,

Forever and Always.

Song of Redemption

Oh august king, confess your sins or I’ll attest,

To the loyal countrymen how a beast you are best,

Or to the cast,

That made the dust,

Dance to the east,

So fast like a fist fest,

Ghastly like a ghost in gust,

Heading for a heist in the hurst,

The truth I’ll insist,

I’ll sit and stare as the just,

The great captain with a cup from the kast,

As he sips his last,

A judgment he’ll then pass…and after the mast,

You’ll retire to the crooks nest,

From your throne you’ll be oust,

Glory and power will be a past,

A dawn it will be of a quest,

A fight not to rust like the rest,

And as you drown in that syst,

Where thirst is a test,

In the isle of Unst,

I’ll frolic with a vest,

Swim in the plenty of the vast west,

My name great will echo in every xyst,

And like dough with yeast,

In life i’ll bubble with zest.

 

The Little Things…

It is not the big things,

Not the grand gestures,

Not the public declaration of love,

Not the big gifts considered pricey.

 

It’s the little things that get me,

The unconscious touching of skin,

The electricity passing through fingers,

The casual hand guiding a walk.

 

It is the staring eye to eye,

That I often loose blushingly,

It is the casual smile,

The hard attempt not to giggle,

 

It is the short moments in life,

When words loose meaning,

When roses aren’t expressive,

And all that is done counts.

 

It is the point beyond love,

The affections that passes reactions,

The hearts beating in harmony,

Eyes lowered and lips touching.

 

It is the true and complete feeling,

Of not two but one,

Of not a time or space,

But of moment beyond emotion.

Twenty 20 ;…

I have never smiled more, never loved more, never exercised more, never sacrificed more, it’s always been limited. Is that who I really am? Is that whom I want to be? Is my life a roller-coaster of ebbs and flows? Is that what I have become? What do people see when they look at me? Forget about what they may hear or think, what do they see? More scary, what do I see when I look deep down into myself? Darkness? Fear? Success? What do I really feel inside? Is it emptiness? Clear and dreadful emptiness? Who am I?

If today was the last day of my life, would I be willing to do what am about to do? This should be the question at the front of my mind each and every day when I get up and start my day.

How do I spend my time? Thinking? Talking? Wishing? Praying? I should have a purpose. I know I can do a lot, but is quantity the intention? Does how much I do reflect how much I am worth? I don’t think so. I choose to be thorough.

How much time do I spend working on me? When I get off work, who do I look forward to? Rushing home to get some rest? What about my passions and talents? What about growing myself? I should always go before me. ME time, should be well spent.

Get your momentum going, and keep it going. Why do I start things? How do I roll out my projects and plans? How are they doing? Keeping track of my momentum, knowing where I need to be.

Stay focused. Wherever I look, wherever I turn, I should be aware of my objectives. Am I lost in a crowd of destitute and wishful thinkers? Hope is not enough, dreaming is not enough, I need effort. And I need to focus on achieving my goals.

What do I want? In fact, what do I need? How much of what I want to do, do I actually know? In that case, knowing everything I need to know about what I am doing is a necessity.

Luck is not a woman, neither is it a charm. It cannot be summoned, neither can it be drank. Luck comes to those with passion. I need to focus on my passions, be thorough, and let luck come my way. Frustrations, I am going to see many more of them, but what do they mean? Is it that I have too high expectations? Or is it a sign that I need to do more?

Be smart, I definitely will. What do I choose to learn? How is it helping my current situation? Dwell on what I have. Be diligent. Make good choices, the best choices. Not necessarily the right ones. I am not that perfect. I know I am not.

Lastly, like the beautiful flowers that bloom and colour our world so will I paint the world my colour. I’ll live life without fear that I’m too bright or at times too dull, I won’t struggle to blend in or fear to stand out even when I’m standing outside, I just won’t fear to be OUTSTANDING.

@frobs25

One With The Stars

I’ll still be here, stargazing,

Even when it gets dark and cloudy,

I’ll do no one dance to fear, but set fire to the rain,

Let the smoke be one with the mist,

And when the clouds fade,

I’ll remain the white moon, amidst the blue sky,

I’ll roar with the lions, clap with the thunder,

And when the night is over,

I’ll dance with the wind, sing with the birds,

I’ll still be here, one with the stars,

For stars disappear not, they keep blazing,

That’s how I find the light,

On my knees, looking to the Heavens.