8.13.07

Don't tear me away!
We all tore away
And now I don't know what to do
How to act or
How to respond
I'm scared
It's awkward
My stability's gone.
Where did my routine go
Where's the schedule
Where's our structure
Where are WE?
You're gone but
There's hope...
right?
But I wish I wasn't here right now.
I don't like it
Sitting here alone...

4.21.07

Open.
Wide, far, so high
And deep -- I know it is.
Filled with Free,
Glad with Real.
Blue.
Sunshine, breeze, so warm
And meaningful -- I know it is.
Satisfied with Relaxing,
Delighting with Fresh.
Life.
Glimpse of Heaven
Realization of Love.
Beautiful.

3.7.07

Some confusion
Dust rising
From dry land and
Year-old memories
Tumbleweeds and mistakes
Blowing across a dirt road
That leads to places of
Broken hope
Which shadows and stifles and traps
The deceived ones.
What can I do?
Will I be received and
Why should I be.
But do I realize
I bring hope.

Face the Wind.

March 1, 2007

Face the Wind.
By Amy Marshall

Face the wind
Feel the pressure
It blows me away
It rushes past to God knows where
When I turn my self to stand in its path
Feel it Almost like
Radiant fingers Invigorating
Strokes energy through my flowing hair
Filling with joy my heart
Soul overflows with passion I feel
I hear nothing but the wind
It is everything in my ears
And when I finally speak
Words leave my mouth
And all leave presence
As wind captures them and
Steals them from the listening
To hoard them in its vast secret place
Far away beyond most imagination
Feel the wind
Speak into it your secrets
Taste, Smell its messages
Hear voices it carries
From animals and trees and
Storms and lovers
See it, watch its patterns
Where it comes from and goes to
Look at its journey, its traveling
But can’t
You can’t see it
But you can feel it
Somewhere it is deep
And its colours would be beautiful
Face the wind
Full-force you feel it and
It blows you away
Feel its soothing power
Breathe in life
Feel
Face the wind.