Learning to Dance

"Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass...its about learning to dance in the rain"

Sunny days come and go

the birds will sing, the wind won't blow

happiness spreads from head to toe

but afar off, a storm is coming

You cannot see, for it's not in sight

soon will come darkness and no more light

you're still singing, full of delight

but not so far off, a storm is coming

Slowly the atmosphere begins to shift

nebulous clouds bring in their dark, chilling gift

you still sit daydreaming, letting your mind drift

but now the storm is coming

Without warning, all your dreams are shattered

those dark, threatening clouds errupted, leaving your feelings of security scattered

you try and find cover as its forces make you feel weak and battered

the storm is here

With no where to go, you stand in it's eye

feeling it's end is anywhere but nigh

you wish you could disappear, be swallowed up and die

for the storm is only starting

Your dreams have turned to nightmares, your joy has turned to pain

from all this horror, what are you suppose to learn or gain?

the beating presses on and you feel you'll go insane

but still the storm keeps raging

All at once as if in a trance

you throw back your head and begin to dance

nothing can stop you, not your drenched shirt or pants

and the storm is no where near stopping

You no longer fight what's come to be

you skip down the road, around every tree

a prisoner no more, you're happy and free

slowly, the storm begins lifting~

It Will

"if it's meant to be, it will be"

she looks out the window at the beauty beyond the glass

so much to take in and to wonder what will last

the rain will come, each drop a part of it's rhythmic song

the leaf will fall, leaving its mother tree and her comforting throng

lightning will strike, followed close by his rumbling brother

snow will fall, leaving the most pure white cover

the long fuzzy caterpillar will build his own cocoon

to emerge light and breath-taking by Tuesday afternoon

as she sees this all around her, she realizes how beautiful life is

every flower and snowflake is a creation of His

sometimes she feels lost, surrounded by so much noise

but all she has to do is listen for His voice

just as the lightning will strike and the rain will fall

if she trusts in Him, everything will fit into place and she will have it all

Time

Colors, lights, noise all around

happiness, laughter, snow on the ground

no matter where you go, you hear the constant sound

tick tock, tick tock, tick...

What seems like days ago you were starting something new

in a foreign place, not knowing what to do

but man oh man, the time really flew

tick tock, tick tock, tick...

The people you met, the friendships that were made

those awesome after-stories, making you happy that you stayed

the decisions, the regrets, the prices that you paid

tick tock, tick tock, tick...

You've learned a lot, grown a little inside

built up the love, lessened the pride

now there's only one thing left to decide

tick tock, tick tock, tick...

Will you remember the smiles, the hugs, the glad

or remember the times when you felt lonely or sad

hold in the good, kick out the bad

tick tock, tick tock, tick...

Tomorrow's a new day, so much is in store

open the curtains, the windows, and open every door!

something great lies ahead, something you just can't ignore

tick tock, tick tock, tick...

tock.


Happy New Years everybody (:

Our Lifeline

From the outside we appear as people: man or woman, black or white

others only see what we give them, never bothering to look through a different light

it matters not how we dress, how we speak, or even how we dine
but what goes on within ourselves is truly how to define

there are moments in our lives where worry or pain consume our thoughts
the world begins to look gloomy, our happiness begins to rot

but because on the outside we can put on looking happy and okay
no one thinks to stop and help us, they just continue on their way

don't lose hope, all you souls feeling lost or alone
for there is help so near you, solid as a stone

He is our Savior, our brother, our one true friend
he will stand by us through trials till the very end

if you're ever experiencing change, frustration, or feeling alone
remember He is there for you, just waiting to pick up your spiritual phone

Let Him Lead

slow, beautiful music; the chandelier's soft glow

elegant long dresses that glimmer and flow

men in tall hats, coat tails, and sleek pants

ask ladies so sweetly if they'd like to dance

her eyes looking down at her hands in her lap
she is startled when she feels a light, gentle tap
looking up, she sees a man too good to be true
he smiles and asks "may I have the pleasure to dance with you?"

all night she'd been hiding in the grand room's corner
hoping that the party would go on and no one notice her
"Thank you kind sir, but I can't dance you see"
with a glisten in his eye he replies, "just follow me"

he offers his hand and guides her to the floor
heart pounding, she wonders if she should bolt for the door
the music begins and he brings her in near
her hands begin to shake as she bubbles up with fear

the first step they take she bumps him with her knee
he leans in and whispers, "just relax and let me lead"
she timidly nods her head and closes her eyes
putting all trust in him, her fear shrinking in size

with a strong leading arm, he pulls her closer in
they take off with ease, flawless with every spin
with each step, her fear grew smaller as he led her all around
everything in the room faded, all the chatter, all the sound

soon the music softened, the dance came to an end
she slowly opens her eyes to see her handsome, new-found friend

each one of us has a partner who wants to help us through our dance
let go of the fear you have inside; he will lead you if you give him a chance~

Let it Be

mysterious

new

a sudden plot twist

scary

exciting
will it bring worry or bliss?

staying
going
against what you thought
surprise
nervousness
could it be what you've sought?

power
determination
embrace it, don't fight
focus
patience
what's happened must be right

acceptance
control
you know what to do
smile
happiness
build a better you~

Drops of Paint

Life is created by many cans of paint

some colors are bright, others just ain't

red is the hard times, the pain, the sorrow

while yellow is the joy, hoping it lasts till tomorrow

green is adventure, vacation, and bliss

blue is tears, heartache, and loneliness

purple is spunk, randomness, and fun

orange is energy, laughter, wanting to soak up the sun

pink is love & affection, feeling the butterflies inside

all these colors within you, where they reside

you start with a canvas when you come down to earth

getting drops of pink and yellow soon after your birth

later comes the orange, yellow and green

with what seems like a lot of blue and red when you are a teen

life goes on and drops are constantly being added

with nights of crazy fun and mornings with your hair ratted

cover your canvas, don't let it stay plain

love others, travel the world, dance in the rain

when you've lived your life and it's time to pass

you will see the beautiful creation you've painted at last~