poems

[Jules]

My Anxiety/Panic

 

I can’t see

 

and it’s like I am now in a very dark room

where a bright light has just gone out

 

standing on the edge of eternity

knowing there is an open doorway

of light

 

somewhere

 

but I can’t see it

and therefore can’t get to it fast enough

 

and I need to

because I know what also lurks

in the darkness

 

a door that’s closed forever

 

and that’s a really long time.

 

 

The Creator’s Heart

 

Precious cocoon

woven by My hands

blowing gently

in the breeze…

safely set aside

 

to change,

perfect

in the image of Me.

 

Strong winds will come

to break the life-line

between us both;

please stand strong

and listen real close

to Me

 

and change,

perfect

in the image of Me.

 

Tattered are you,

worn by the storm…

you’re still in My sight

always;

unconditional.

trust Me

 

and change,

perfect

in the image of Me.

 

Precious cocoon

woven by My hands,

blowing gently

in the breeze…

safely set aside.

 

Perfect…for Me

in the image of Me.

 

…butterfly.

[Aine]

These poems are beautiful, Jules. The first one about panic/anxiety is so vivid and descriptive. I also feel like that on many days. The second one is so spiritual and flows so beautifully. Thanks so much for sharing. You are indeed talented, my friend

[Jules]

Thanks Tila.

[Tila]

These are amazing!! ...Identify so much with both of them. :) Keep going.