That my path may hold true,
That my eyes may see through,
That my hands may make do,
That my heart be made new.
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Tag: hope
A Prayer for Me
Looking back, I’ll hope I lived
With all the Love I had to give.
I hope to never waste a breath
Promoting that which hastens Death.
May my lips bear forth a spring
That blesses every living thing.
May my hands work loving deeds
And meet a hurting person’s needs.
May my feet traverse the Way
That leads me closer every day
To hearing, seeing, knowing well
The many souls in which You dwell.
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Whatever, You Matter
Whatever your skin
Or your hair or your eyes,
Whatever your height
Or the size of your thighs,
Whatever your pain
Or your struggles or woes,
If you cannot walk
Or wiggle your toes,
Whatever you think
Or feel or surmise,
Whatever you hope
Or you pray to the skies,
Whatever you know,
Whether boy, girl, or none,
Whatever way
You love or have fun,
Whatever else the world may attach
To define you and box you
With others who match,
Whatever else all the others may see,
Know that you matter.
You matter to me.
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Hope Returns
A fire burns,
My Spirit learns,
My soul discerns,
My mind, it churns.
As my Heart yearns,
So Hope returns.
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Light, Light
Darkness deep as any Night;
There is Light, There is Light.
Cannot see, but that’s alright.
There is Light, There is Light.
Hard to find, try as I might.
There is Light, There is Light.
Look inside. You’ll be alright.
‘Cause there is Light. There is Light
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Of the Heart
With the ears of the heart,
Listen close! Listen close!
Hear the pain of the Other;
From judgment depart.
And with the heart’s eyes,
Can you see? Can you see?
How scars manifest
For to be recognized!
Let’s use the heart’s hands.
Could we heal? Could we heal?
Could we heal each wound
As each moment demands?
Oh, to live out of love!
Can we try? Can we try?
Is there hope that we’ll reach
The world we’re dreaming of?
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May I Be
May I be bathed in sorrow,
Covered up in grief;
Hopeless for tomorrow,
No sign of sweet relief.
For if my heart can break,
It still has strength to heal.
This world must never take
Our ability to feel.
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The Gaps
Bridge the gaps between each other,
Each one your sister, kin, or brother.
Do not be a cause of pain,
But make what’s broken whole again.
We daily choose who we will be,
And so it’s up to you and me
To live on purpose, shining Light;
To share in Hope; to fight Love’s fight.
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Second Coming
Christ will “come”
When all are one
And Love becomes
The course we run.
‘Tis not an end
As some contend,
But Wisdom sends
For us as friends,
So we may see
Christ “comes” when we
Love thoroughly,
Consistently.
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My Son’s Circles
My son walks in circles
Whenever he is free;
Yet such a silly thing
Is quite powerful to me.
The world is open for us,
Information to be found,
Yet most of us walk circles
With our eyes upon the ground.
But unlike my brave boy,
We keep our circles small.
As long as this is so,
Nothing will improve at all.
There are many folk whose circles
Were broadened very young.
Latin, Black, and Native voices
Had to learn the white man’s tongue.
Yet when the white is asked
To recognize that this is so,
They keep their eyes upon the ground;
Their circle will not grow.
I beg you now, dear Friend,
Fight to make your circle wide.
It won’t always be pretty,
But only then can all abide.
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