The desert

The desert

Tired and numb but because I am living fully again,Working hard but playing harder and loving hardest,A mirage on the horizon are so many of my dreams,The heat haze melting what is left

Made one

Made one

This is a poem I wrote a while back it was inspired when I heard of a girl in Burma being taken and horrible things done to her.The bruised soul in the battered

A bit of an outpouring

A bit of an outpouring

I have allowed my heart to be hardened and my eyes to become blurred by a protective antipathy. I have struggled to read scripture and even more to meditate on what lay within

Healing

Healing

Anger burned my heart unforgiveness leached my soul of love,Betrayal, rejection almost as if human heart were not designed for such,But light there always is searching out consuming the darkness in me,Simple words

The loved hypocrite

The loved hypocrite

A plank of wood in my oh so piercing eye,I can spot a sawdust speck from a mile,I could look to Father to take me up high,A tough patch turns me down takes

The good, the bad, the ugly

The good, the bad, the ugly

I wrote a short poem called “I saw Jesus a walking” and I met up with the same guy (Andy) a week later.He was saying how he was no good to society and

Musing on love

Musing on love

A storm, a calm, an ocean, a mountain….Which is it? why is it so extreme, hard, amazing, easy, enticing, repulsive, unrelenting, restful.I have to celebrate and commisurate in equal measure.What is this thing

Today I saw a Jesus a walking

Today I saw a Jesus a walking

Went for some food left my place walking down the street,Everyday items left my mind bloated with a non-sense buzz,An old friend comes my way I smelt him first unhelpful labels come to

A work in progress

A work in progress

I was thinking about how and why people form cliques, hate and go to war.There is one world view that is like a board with a range of tones black to white. At

The bruised reed

The bruised reed

The bruised soul in the battered body ached for renewal,Teeth clenched, little chest shaking as heart weakly reaching out,Energy spent, love torn, her mind full of doubt,God’s bruised reed, His smouldering wick, He

Life quotes

Life quotes

“The opposite of the furrow of my brow is your perfect smile”Originally Posted on http://tairngir.tumblr.com/post/50692946/the-opposite-of-the-furrow-of-my-brow-is-your

“Nothing makes me sing like your silence”Originally posted on http://tairngir.tumblr.com/page/97

Water

Water

A few months back I was walking with a friend next to a lake in an amazingly beautiful setting and we came across a little stream that was the very picture of the

A thought

A thought

I was thinking of someone I know…..They’re one of these people who knows what they believe and are very vocal about it. But in a way that means they wont listen to and