Adversities logic

Peace like a river
Underneath the soil
Roots run deep
Twist and turn
In the depths
As the sun burns
Hearts of emerald
Emerge like butterflies
Evidence for the eyes
That roots run deep
Dig like claws
Holding on, tenacious jaws
To nutrients, sweet below
The erratic earth
Insistent wind
Rain will come
Her tresses bend
Catching the sweet
Drops of life
Birthed of bitter
Chartreux skies
Claps of friction
Electric emission
Bullets pelt
Gentle leaves
Gusts of fury
Sigh and heave
Trunks hold tight
Roots run deep
My body torn
My soul to keep .
I shut my eyes
Curve fetally
Nature got the best of me
The beast did not see
The end of me
Look and see
My blooms are green
My branches branch
My trunk is taught
The storm is fierce
I waver not
Roots run deep
The storm will come
But me, I am
The lucky one.

Remnant

Beauty
Turns into ashes
Are the ashes beautiful?
Or is the beauty just ashes
A remnant of former things?
Who gave time....wings?
Memories fly away
Adorning the blue sky
I'm left with empty hands
Left wondering why.
Yesterdays laughter
Is the haunted silence of today
A chill in a moment
And the moment has its way.
Yesterdays sunshine
Is today's survival mode
Warm and surrounded
Becomes scared and alone.
What can I paint with ashes
What do I have to say
And if I do will anybody
Listen anyway?
Time has not expired
The end is not in sight
But everything is backwards
Will it ever be made right?
The panoramic quilt
That used to be my life
Is in a million pieces
And my visions become blind
Can holy Hands guide me
As I stitch this piece by piece
Will They create a picture
Thats beautiful for me
Broken just a remnant
All that I can do
Is wait pray and wonder
Depending all on You.

Permission

Permission

Permission has the word mission in it
Everybody seems to have a mission these days
The word Zen pops up in my mind
To describe myself
Though I rarely feel tranquil
The buzz of human traffic
All around me is a manic
Frantic reminder
That i gotta do something.
All I want to do is observe
Then write about it.
But I don't want a deadline
That's not selfish.
God did not stamp a deadline
On our birth certificate
Babies are pacified
But big humans are hurried by
I just want to look up at the sky
And count the clouds and wonder why
Experience the breeze
Postpone the degrees
Learn
One heartbeat at a time
Not standing in line
We are not the same
Your rhythm isn't meant
To coincide with mine
Life is not linear
The Creator created a horizon
If life were a parade
Id not continue it's charade
I love my neighbors
But we are not the same
We grow one moment at a time
Together,  yet perfectly disheveled
Time attempts to reduce us
To a humanistic level
All the while we
Climb our way back to the stars
The origin of galaxies
To discover who we are.

Juxtaposition

Falling
Failing
Flailing
Finding fault
Yet groping for hope
The anchor of my soul
The rope in my heart
Will not let go
It compares and contrasts
Neither will last
The very next moment
Will leave this one in the past
Joy plus sadness
Equals melancholy gladness
Hints of faith
In the wrestling
Restlessness in the nestling
Yin and yang
Right and wrong
Drowning in weakness
Triumphant in strength
The outcome can be
Any which way
The peace accents
The struggle and trial
The moment of waiting
Will set into motion
Miles and miles
Sweetness and sour
Kiss one another
Insignificance is a glorious brother.

Behold

1john 2:2

Trapped in my own perception
Blind aside from reason
Unbeknownst to me
My heart commits a treason
Encaptured by this world
Too small to understand
I become unglued
By the whispers of His hand
Transformed by revelation
Struck dead in my account
Undone by the million moments
I have done without
Earthly joys a fantasy
Compared to what awaits
The most impacting moments in this life
Pale at heaven's gate.

The Exchange

An open hand
Once unwilling to let go
Of the chains invisible
The chains so logical
Clenched fingers
Full of memories
Yields an empty heart
Void of.....everything
I exchange
Loneliness for company
Even needy greedy company
Dishevel my idea of perfection
Shame for freedom
A freezing cold expose on my reserve
Births unashamed existence
On the earth
Unveiling worth
Logic for surrender
The weakest part of me
Shrinking behind a metal safe
Safe and silent
Eerily quiet
Reason is a fickle friend
Blink and she is gone again
I embrace the essense of letting go
Logic defined, life says so
Judgment-  its a blanket
Covering my chaos
Accusing the rest of the world
Of being lesser
I embrace acceptance
At first a bitter pill
Sweeter by the moment
As I exercise my will
A bouquet of compensation
For the sweat I've shed
Gripping life like a rope
The knots inside my head
Slowly unravel
Peace emerges from inside
The exchange is wholeness
As i sacrifice my pride.

This poem is kind of personal and its. Also sort of written in the theme of Passover, I hope that whoever reads this and can resonate with it can also find resolution as well as healing.

Captive
Captivity
Free in reality
Yet still behind bars
Every moment
A flashback
No rainbow matters
When the promise is splattered
Im afraid to dance
When given the chance
Because every moment
Has the potential
To lock behind me
Again
And erase the progress
Still the present
Undo every victory
I refuse to declare
Freedom,  now
Because somehow
Im still a slave
That's still my name
Someone come and undo the shame
Tired of being the one to blame
I'm not a prisoner
I'm not a criminal
So why do I act
Like a frightened animal?
The risk is minimal
Still Im afraid to take
Another chance
This circumstance
Is keeping me awake
And aware
And I wish I didnt care
But every time I turn around
The demon is standing there
A reminder of before
A prophet of tomorrow
Joy is all around
Yet Im suffocating in sorrow
I saw freedoms splendor
Only a moment ago
Please help me differentiate
What I see and what I know.