Lost Souls

Lost Souls

The day I had a conversation                                                                                                                                                                    With myself;                                                                                                                                                                                                        Was a day I truly realized,                                                                                                                                                                                   I was no different from anyone else.

It was a day like no other,                                                                                                                                                                                Time had stood still.                                                                                                                                                                                            It was as if I finally knew;                                                                                                                                                                               What it was to know God’s Will.

A prayer had been answered.                                                                                                                                                                          A gift had been given to me.                                                                                                                                                                               I saw the world in a new light.                                                                                                                                                                      The way God had intended it to be.

I felt a sense of peace, my spirit spoke to me from within.                                                                                                                   I saw the purity that lives within us all.                                                                                                                                                        I saw the questions we sometimes have,                                                                                                                                                Will I stand or will I fall?

I saw the fight for survival.                                                                                                                                                                               A cry for help.                                                                                                                                                                                                          I saw our limitations to succeed;                                                                                                                                                                That we have all frequently felt.

I felt the energy we could use,                                                                                                                                                                       To get the things, we think we need.                                                                                                                                                                I felt the energy we could use,                                                                                                                                                                         To turn a flower, back into a seed.

I felt the emptiness we feel,                                                                                                                                                                       When we think we are all alone.                                                                                                                                                                        I saw this world just as an illusion,                                                                                                                                                                A temporary place, we now call our home.

Several questions                                                                                                                                                                                                Stayed in my mind,                                                                                                                                                                                           Why are we so lost?                                                                                                                                                                                           And, are we running out of time?

I pondered these questions,                                                                                                                                                                       Over and over again.                                                                                                                                                                                          Do we stay the way we are?                                                                                                                                                                        Or will we bring this chaos, to an end?

My spirit spoke to me,                                                                                                                                                                                     Softly, but clear.                                                                                                                                                                                             Listen to what I say,                                                                                                                                                                                         And, this is what I want you to hear.

I share this gift with you,                                                                                                                                                                                   A blessing I received one day.                                                                                                                                                                          Pray to see others in the light,                                                                                                                                                                    And, in a spiritually loving way.

Live, Love and Laugh Often                                                                                                                                                                     Charlette Marie

 

Not Forgotten

NOT FORGOTTEN

At times I can hear,
the cry of a child.

When it is dark and silent,
I can feel the pain for awhile.

Unseen, but not forgotten,
I can sometimes feel the essence of its soul.

Would it have been a girl or a boy?
This is the story that will never grow old.

The physical pain,
Is just a memory now?

But, the mental pain,
comes and goes, somehow.

Did I take a life?
Is a question I sometimes ask?

Do I let it go?
And, let it become a part of my past.

I could have gave birth,
And, let nature run its course.

Did I allow personal stress;
to become my primary source?

Give it away!
Is what some might have said.

To a wonderful family;
that would have raised my flesh instead.

What is wrong?
And, what is right?

The suction of machinery;
Or blood baths from a gun fight.

The Spirit never dies;
This is much is true.

My little one will never be forgotten,
Because, God has a plan for you.

Live, Love and Laugh Often
Charlette Marie