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Art & Poetry copyright © 2011 Atlanta Marie Carrera

Saturday, May 25, 2013

You Give Me Strength

You Give Me Strength

I thank You, Lord.
I sing Your praise.
When I am weak,
You give me strength.

You give me strength.
You give me strength.

And when I pray
in still of night
I hear Your voice
It gives me strength.

You give me strength.
You give me strength.

I walk alone,
But You are there.
When I am scared,
You give me strength.

You give me strength.
You give me strength.

When illness comes,
And I cannot stand
You lift me up
With Your great strength.

You give me strength.
You give me strength.

I share Your love
with those in need.
It gives them hope.
I feel Your strength.

You give me strength.
You give me strength.


Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Beautiful


Beautiful


The rising sun is beautiful
     because it makes you smile
          which is beautiful.


The rainbow’s rays are beautiful
     because your eyes light up
          which is beautiful.
When a bird soars high, it’s beautiful
     because your spirit gasps
          which is beautiful.
When a flower blooms, it’s beautiful
     because you breathe its scent
          which is beautiful.


A newborn child is beautiful
     because your heart is filled
          which is beautiful.
How you see the world is beautiful
     because the soul within
          is beautiful.


(For Corinne, who makes the world more beautiful)

Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Awake

Awake


Awake


Your words come to me in the strangest of ways.
I am not even certain I hear them.
I am not sure they are from You.
Like a cloud image in the sky,
they appear suddenly and fade just as fast.

You are the sun’s rays shining off the mountain.
blinding my sight, so I can see with my heart.
You are the wind that answers my thoughts,
stirring me to action whenever I doubt.
You are the stars blinking at me,
answering questions I haven’t thought to ask.
You are the rainbow that lifts my spirits,
assuring me when I need it most.

A coincidence of needs fufilled.
A timely message.
When You speak to me, am I listening?
If I could only see though a child’s eyes,
looking at the world with unwavering faith.

In my dreams, You wash over me with peace.
Sending me messages I do not understand.
Desperately trying to tell me something
that I don’t remember.
Was I only dreaming?

But this time, you spoke to me.
There was no mistake.
So clearly, I heard You,
A loud whisper in my ear
calling me, “Daughter!”
waking me from my sleep.
I hear You, Lord!
I am here Lord, I am listening!
I am awake!

Praying

Praying


My Shooting Star


On a cold night, I turn to You, Lord
when there is no place else to turn.
I pray that You will ease the pain.
I pray that You will stop the suffering.

I see Your answer in the stars,
a promise of light across the sky,
a comforting thought so I can rest,
as I put my faith in You.

You are the sun on this warm day,
fresh air breathing in Your spirit,
gently in my arms’ embrace,
Your light shines down and lifts us up.

Shalom, Shalom, peace to you.
My heart is aching.
My tears run deep,
But God fills my heart with all His love.

Heike's Windmill

Heike's Windmill

Moved by the Spirit


I am moved by the spirit,
an uncertain wind,
never knowing where it comes from,
never knowing where it goes to,
but always knowing when it’s there.

I am moved by the spirit,
an invisible wind,
a mystery to some,
a friend in others,
blowing where it wants.

I am moved by the spirit,
a gentle wind,
a constant comfort,
a refreshing breeze,
always pushing me forward.

I am moved by the spirit,
a strong, gusty wind,
the force of God
in all that I do.
Letting Him lead me.

Easter in Heaven

Easter in Heaven



I Am Your Child


I see You, Lord, in Your cloud of glory,
Praying in the light, thanking God,
Silent words spoken to unhearing ears,
Showing Yourself through peace and love.

I follow You, Lord, with all my heart,
Without distraction of worldly matters,
Eyes opened wide to Your gifts to me.
I run to You, Who loves me so fully.

I share Your miracles.
I proclaim Your word.
I praise Your name.
I thank You for showing me.

Every minute of every day,
You care for me,
even when I’m not worthy.
I am Your child.

Compassion

Compassion



God’s Angel


I came across an angel
just lying on the ground.
God’s most delicate creature,
ignored by passers by.

Sleeping soundly on her side,
but troubled none the less.
Beaten down from harshest life,
now peaceful in her rest.

A homeless human soul,
who once was someone’s child.
Cherished now by none
but God, who sent me there.

A silent sleep that speaks to me,
more than any empty words.
Despair that goes unspoken,
moving me so deeply.

Humbled by her presence,
I tremble in her space.
Saddened by compassion,
I cry and then, I pray.

Lord, she has lost her way,
put a stirring in her heart.
Lift her with your love,
and bring the world to her.