Try Not to Hate

Do not despise
If you wish to rise.

There is a place
Where you belong
Where you are not wrong
To love.

Though the journey is long
And the shades of night
Are dark.

Hard to Believe

It is hard to believe
And, therefore,
Receive
A love so great
That it covers every failing,
Perfects all things.
Making the desires of the heart
Complete.

Faith is given,
Not attained.
Yet life must grind us
Before faith can find us
Small enough to embrace it.

Lift

Sadness welcomes a lift
For surely it wishes a
Return to joy.

When will Joy rise again?
To take its flight
across time
To create laughter
once again?

When it’s a Conversation and Not a Prayer

A prayer is for far away
A conversation is for close
Where you want to be

When you need a favor
When your heart clamors for touch
But touch doesn’t work
When no one else knows and
And you need to whisper
To someone

Faith is Eerie

Faith is eerie
A kind of query
I want some science
Or is this my defiance

I never wanted
To faith
A giant leap?
Without a peep?
Into the the dark?
Does a cow bark?

If God Dropped Out of the Sky

If God dropped
Out of the sky
Face to Face with
With His most avid denier
Believer that the universe
Was a substitute for You
Nothing personal, God