The Mastery

Distraught once more He’s at the door

begging for admission

hesitantly masquerading an offer of submission

 

Without a leaf to feather bloom growing quite attached 

influenced by the deadened wood

I reach the  hovel throw open the latch

 

Once inside farewells are said to inner hidden demons

I grant myself forgiveness   

subjection released the soul weary beyond reason

 

Salvation wrought through ones bequest

baptized in term belief

returning to the roots I leave behind such blatant grief

KJS

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Lullaby of Peace

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The smell of death is pungent
dementia lurking in the shadows
the air is heavy but with a calmness
the torture will soon be over

Months of sadness give way to silence
eyes speak of better things to come
I hold her hand and sing of day
where memories of this shall be no more

A soft wind blows in fields of peace
gentle is the lullaby that calls her home
release my heart oh soul take flight
realm of glory eternal life

~

I have sat and held the hand of precious elderly, prayed in their ear when

their eyes could not open; when they no longer ate because the dementia told them they were already full.

I have sat and sang at the bedside of dear seniors and felt their last breath of life on my cheek as they crossed over into the realm of peace and no pain. I have been so richly blessed and honoured.

~

We have a hope of eternal life no death or dementia can
hinder the profound promises of God’s word.
Hold onto these promises they’ll carry one through.

KJS

The Absolute (He Knoweth ALL Things)

Unmasked
are all the
hidden bruises ~
shadows
left behind
from
silent crosses ~
engrained with
anxiety
fears
and pain

Exposed
are all the
inner thoughts ~
ghosts
taken residence
from
hearts theory ~
ideas
judgment
and conclusions

Unveiled
are all the
silent songs ~
refrains
unsung melodies
bursting
with LIFE ~
love
acceptance
and contentment

There is HOPE, for He knoweth all things.
There is GRACE for His mercy endureth forever.
There is LOVE for on Calvary I was on His mind.

KJS

He Knoweth All Things

Echoes (The Last Test)

I walk the halls retracing steps

Distorted boards where feet once crept,

Where portraits of life once draped the walls

Bartered for dust to cushion their fall.

Sense of voice as once filled the air

In its place ghostly figures now congregate there,

Memories are haunting as time now stands still

Echoes of burden through the air send a chill.

As I slip through the pane broken glass of time

Without Looking back forgetting the crime,

Now once called for the soul is at rest

I break through the realm it’ s over the last test.

KathyJSnow©

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Footprints of the Past

Her childhood heart left behind

Through tears she waves goodbye,

Her youthful soul that once held life

Is barren a dessert achingly dry.

 

Left behind are roads of dreams

Crushed by others mistakes,

The sadness strays from soul to heart

The weight of sorrow it steals, it takes!

 

Kindred spirits have turned to dust

The walls built are made of stone,

She reaches for a strand of hope

Too find she stands alone.

 

For in the miles she sees no future

Craved answers concealed from her soul,

Others convictions now tear at her heart

There is no room just a gaping hole!

 

Shards of happiness hold together

Gathered treasures small but few,

The memory bank that is penniless

She prays one day will be renewed!

 

KathyJSnow©

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