Oh tiny babe so full of grace
You’ve a sweet smile upon your face
Because you’ve heard the angels sing
While you are peaceful and sleeping
They whisper loving words to you
To keep you safe the long night through.
Oh how I wish that I could be
A child just out of infancy
And hear those blessed angels sing
Their praise of God who is their King !
MAKE A JOYFUL NOISE UNTO THE LORD !
I love the way the snowflakes fall
In their great rush to cover all
They land in heaps about knee high
And keep on swirling from the sky
This place is clouded in pure white
It sure is one dramatic sight.
Just feel the air it’s frosty cold
The snow’s a power to behold
It glitters bright for those who share
The magic and elusive glare.
I sure would love to greet the sun
Assured that soon the cold is done
Though we shall have to wait some more
Before this spring walks through the door !
I have traveled over mountains where the missionaries trod
As they brought to all the natives many messages from God
I have crossed the mighty rivers where they struggled for their lives
To ford the very waters in which the power of God survives
I have listened to the wind as it has played its mournful tune
And I thank the distant stars that we each share the sun and moon !
I wonder if those words I hear
Whispered so softly in my ear
While I am half asleep in bed
And murmurs swirl around my head,
I find I’m caught within this spin
Of all the lines I must fill in.
Sometimes I cannot keep the pace
The words seem to get lost in space
And need a sort of safety net
To catch those thoughts I’ve not writ yet !
If I could have a magic wand
Or star that I might wish upon
To make your dearest dream come true
Or create memories for you
Then I would chalk myself a win
And thank my God with an amen.
For that is what a mother does
And all she is or ever was
No matter what their age may be
Each child is still her sweet baby !
I’ve dreamt about that garden where sweet Jesus took His last walk
And wished how I could have been there to witness His farewell talk !
Our world about is full of sin
What kind of mess are we all in
I’d like to know how we got here
Too many people live in fear
This is not by the Lord’s design
When He’s in charge all will be fine.
Recall the walls of Jericho
Or Sodom and Gomorra’s woe,
The lions will lie down with lamb
Do you remember Isaac’s ram ?
It’s time to get right on the track
We need to take our futures back
We’ll say our prayers and sip the cup
Oh please, dear God, let’s hurry up !
The mornings come, the mornings go
From dawn through dusk and starlight show
The world we know is dying fast
This future now may be our last
For who can say what will come next
A ferv’rent prayer or holy text ?
The seeing eyes of God above
And unrelenting force of love,
I beg Him here on bended knees
Repair the hole in my heart, please !
The wind it whistles round the bend
And seems to whine “I’m here again”
It travels on to conquer more
With hoary breath and gusty roar
Oh, hear the sound and noisy shout
I sure get tired of striking out !
I wonder, God, if it’s okay
To ask You for another stay ?
I sure could use a second chance
To search around for life’s romance
I do get, oh, so tired of
A world that seems devoid of love !
Does man get lost in hopes that are not fair
While ever wanting to seek paradise,
As trees lift up their arms to God in prayer
Are men then left alone to their device ?
Life has a vast divide existing there
To reach in darkness feeling no alarm
For man’s oft judged by trappings he may wear
And so has learnt how to evade this harm ?
But still in God’s lost idyllic garden
Where fragrant roses will forever bloom
Lie shadows of those soon forgotten
Not unlike whispers in a silent room !
What do I see, where have I been
What kind of world do I live in
Where shall I go when life is done
When will I see both moon and sun
How can I tell why I am there
Who’ll be on hand to help me share ?
So many questions fill my mind
A greater need I cannot find
I’d like a clue what to expect
Which things to want or to neglect
For who may guess where we will go
Since none returned, how shall we know ?
I find myself so much confused
Insulted and at times amused
By all the trash that fills our world
With ignorance and anger hurled !
Can you hear all those words they shout
Do you know what they’re wild about,
To be fair do you have a thought
As to this web in which we’re caught ?
I’m saddened by what people think
And understand they’re on the brink,
I beg You God to help them all
Find peace while decency recall !
The frothy foam that caps the waves
And dredges sand from seashell graves
That long have hidden from our sight
Choose now to face the morn’s veiled light.
The ocean creatures deeper go
Escaping nature’s undertow
While seagulls frantic overhead
Search for a perch that’s safe instead !
Both you and I must reach for breath
As all the air seems sucked to death
The wind whips round with heightened speed
Oh grant us Lord, the strength we need !
There is a song the people sing
That praises God and glories bring
It is a hymn from times long gone
That we have pinned our hopes upon.
A darkened hill, a blood soaked cross
The ugly terror of our loss
A day that one cannot forget
That caused earth’s early sun to set.
It rent the temple’s curtain break
As trembling earth did mighty quake
While God to man anger displayed
Christ’s vow to us had long been made !
The day is coming soon enough
The road’s been rocky, steep and tough
Is this the day that’s still to come
When angels gather only some,
To lead them into fields of gold
Where words of God resound untold
And man may reach his glory road
Where all His wisdom glows and flowed ?
Our Lord shall rule from up above
The air we breathe instilled with love
And so it is and so ’twill be
When all of earth at last is free !
Isn’t it amazing we are living on the brink
With each and every moment of how we breathe and think
We’ve been taught to earn our keep in the old fashioned way
And we are growing better with what we do each day
The lesson we have learned is that God is always there
While He watches over us and does our burdens share !
I knew a boy quite long ago
There was a war, he had to go
He was so green, his life was new
How could he guess what he’d go through ?
I did my best, he was my friend
And wrote to him right to the end
How hard is it to turn away
When there is nothing left to say ?
Except you did your extra best
And hoped and prayed bout what came next
The wars will come and wars will go
What is the reason, who can know,
You’ve heard me say these words before
Why must youth die in old mens’ war ?
Oh what a place this nation is
Full of vim, vigor, pep and whiz,
Like bottles of rare bubbly wine
From grapes of joy grown on the vine
Transformed to champagne in our lives
Granting all goodness that revives
Ask that one Special Force above
To bless us with unending love !
I’ve trudged among the trees where winter breezes blow
Shuffled through the streets piled high with new fallen snow
Lingered in the shelter of tall buildings nearby
Silent as particles of snowflakes gently fly.
There is certain quiet that I appreciate
Appearing only after the hour has grown late
And so it is in winter we place dreams on hold
All’s impossible in this never ending cold !
It’s been so very many years
Since the circus came to town
I guess there’ll be a lot of tears
Soon as it’s no longer round.
I worry bout the children’s joys
Watching silly circus clowns
What shall they do, those girls and boys
To help melt away their frowns ?
I wonder if we’ll ever see
A zoo on wheels once again
I can’t imagine it will be
A good plan for now or then.
So we’ll just have to make-believe
With lots of drums and loud noise
And set-up tents you can perceive
Full of fuzzy hairy toys
We could hang photos on the wall
Tell me if that sounds too queer
But this will never do at all
There are no animals here !
Sometimes I believe there is no end
To all the troubles fleet time may send
And how can we in good faith respond
As we find ourselves so put upon ?
Where is the justice that we must seek
To save us whether brave, mild or meek
What is it that we’ve been searching for
Or hope to find behind God’s locked door ?
I thank you God for life is kind
There always is some good to find
Though painful days will sadness bring
Together with our suffering.
Sometimes we rise beyond the past
To find the calm we dream may last
For life is more than stuff or things
It’s full of joyous happenings
It’s peace and love, laughter and song
God’s world in which we all belong !
I think that I have never seen
Mountains so high, so very green
The forests rise up to the skies
Such beauty brings tears to the eyes,
Oh what a sight that greets me still
I see those creatures on the hill
They leap in concert with each breeze
Zigzagging through the maze of trees.
The sunlight shares its specks of dust
While warming all the earth it must
Kaleidoscope of passing sky
Where screaming vultures zoom and fly
Oh what an aspect I do see
God’s beauty waiting there for me !
Of all the evils that exist
That constant are and do persist
The worst of these remain to date
Those filled with unrelenting hate.
Oh what a sadness that must be
The cost of anger’s never free
And leaves an emptiness inside
That sometimes is too hard to hide.
Perhaps these feelings do abate
Oft times occuring far too late
It seems we’ve no solution there
Our only hope is God and prayer !
Now I have dreamt a million dreams
And some of them came true
I guess I’m lucky, so it seems
I like to share with you !
For all those times luck has not smiled
Nor been so very kind
When fate did scheme to drive us wild
With joy harder to find,
We still held on with all our might
Small matter what was done
But win we have after the fight
To save our freedom come !
Tears on my face are nothing more
Than wishes I have hungered for
Like dreams that vanish with the dawn
Before each morn is newly born
It’s time to find some other ways
To help me through these trying days !
We have been friends so many years
We’ve shared the range of joy and fears
We laughed a lot, we also cried
As family and pals have died.
We toughened up and made a choice
We chose to heed the calmer voice
For this scant time we each have left
Perchance to guard against its theft
As all that we’ve been wishing for
May help us reach God’s exit door !
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Claire V. Bogdanos 