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Nikki Moore


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Let faith rise again….

Needing

A little depth of peace

Soul holding on to emptiness

Love taken for granted

Just once

Let faith rise again

In the heart

Of people©
©2017 @paragonwords

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Forgiven

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I stand on the edge of despair

Eyes cast down

I gave up sometimes

Fearing I might not make it

Yet I keep holding on

Each day

I cry

Deep dark tears

Emptying my soul

I stumbled, falling, grasping

I keep holding on

I stand in the shadows

And there

I cried

My face masking

The pain that ripped at my heart

Deep, dark pain

Filling my soul with emptiness

I tried to remember a scripture

I once learned

The Lord is

My Shepard I shall not want

He made me

To lie down in green pastures

He restores my soul

I felt hope

Stirring within me

So I hold on

I knelt

Eyes to the ground

Praying, Seeking,

And there on my knees

He restores my soul

He refresh my mind

I cling to Him

And with a heart of love

He sets me free

I am crying now

But there’s no pain

No sorrow, no doubt

Only tears of Joy

I’m redeemed

Lifted up

I’ve found comfort

I’m free

To rest in His arms

Now I knelt

Eyes lifted towards heaven

And with a shout of victory

I know I’ve been forgiven

I rejoice in His presence

I step fourth in faith

And hope and love©

 

 

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Are You Listening

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The walls are soaked

Dripping out

The pain and prayer

Of a grieving heart

Laughter has died

My lips now quiver

In fear for the future

For my children, children

I pray for the light to stay on

In their hearts

For compassion to guide their hands

Maybe they will make the difference

Where we could not

Maybe they will bridge

The great divide

Maybe they will sealed the rip

That has ripped us apart

A holding of hands

One heart

One nation

One blood

One color

One God

I am still hopeful

Deep down in the silence

Beneath the darkness

A flame still burns

I’ve seen too much

I’ve bear too much

I’ve prayed too much

To give in now

I am painting a rainbow

Over my scars

I am washing the ugliness

From my tongue

I am speaking to the mountain

And the walls and the empty spaces

Receptive souls will hear

The broken heart will hear

Grieving families will hear

The children will hear

The confused and disillusion will hear

They will come

They will listen

For in our bellies

Rooted deep we have an innate

Desire to see change

To feel hopeful

So today,

Come as you are

Hear my voice

Let change begin with me

One voice

One word

Softly spoken

Are you listening?

 

Nikki Moore© All rights reserved 2016


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No Turning Back

Cut the rope

Shake off the shackles

It is finish

Full heart

Forging ahead

Tired feet

Never gave up

Hands white wash

No guilt or shame

Hopeful eyes look to the future

No turning back©

                                    

Nikki Moore© All rights reserved 2016