When we fall, we think that we have come from some great heights. If we look more closely, we’ve merely been shed of what was an unsustainable moment in time. We cannot push to make good things last forever. Sometimes all we really need to do is let go, let God, and move on toContinue reading “Falling From Great Heights”
Category Archives: Poetry
Mental Health and Artistic Expression
Taking Your Breath Away
Stunned. Taken Back. Where there is pain, Washed Away. Where there is sorrow, tears tenderly wiped away. Unfathomable Your Love. Mystery in Your Grace. Hope in Your visible Glory. Faith in our own unknowable future.
Inexplicable
Inexplicable, Some things you just stare at, You love and have no logic for why.
A Will and A Way
Did you think I forgot about you? How could I truly forget? You think of yourself as so minor Do you not know who you really are? You are the child of Most High You dominate the mountains You raise the valleys at your will You bring justice down on the unrighteous. Do you questionContinue reading “A Will and A Way”
A Clear Conscience
I can’t quite believe Be it luck or be it fortune No matter how it begins It always ends the same. Ethics wins out over any profit There is no gain in a corrupted conscience Pure art is healing for the soul As anointing with oil for a cause.
The Mystery
Once thought so clear It seemed so straightforward If only I walked the path There would be no trouble, no pain. I’ve walked the path Pain and Trouble Abound Conflict raises its hand War is unavoidable to keep walking the same road. What once seemed so clear Now appears so muddled What once was soContinue reading “The Mystery”
Could You Believe?
Knocked Out Barely Standing Wheezing for the next breath Blacked Out. I wake up to a beautiful voice She says “Don’t be afraid, I care for you.” The trauma still hurts but the bleeding stops. I wake up again Another voice says “Your pain is real, I see your wound.” I have the strength toContinue reading “Could You Believe?”
Whisp in the Wind
Delicately Floating Expression of Beauty and Grace Longing to be Heard Vying to be Seen. I ask to please not crush me All I want is to grow All I want is to be a blessing Let me thrive that I may truly live.
Jungle Confusion
Lost in a Jungle of Confusion Post Traumatic Stress Is it family or country? What if all I suffer is not truly my own? Like a canary in a cave We experience the sins of our environment. Lost in a Jungle of Confusion Who really knows the way? Is there really a way? Deep DarkContinue reading “Jungle Confusion”
Ryan Bowser 