Lemon in Milk

It is amazing, simply awesome to see the effect of lemon in my milk.

Milk grabs her throat, her eyes bulge out of their sockets,

Her veins dilate as she slowly comes apart,

Curdled and only good for cheese!

Thus is the effect of your bad language on our beautiful conversation

Of your miss-spelled words in my inbox,

Of your slang-stained vocabulary on my poor hungry ears

Thus is the effect of your ego on our friendship

The stain of your selfishness on our love,

The mismatch of your lies to our promise,

And the very glaring lemon to my pot of milk.

For lemon and milk work together well,

To heal and make a body strong,

To cleanse and make your skin supple.

They both add value to a good tea,

And on a good day both will bless you more.

But in the wrong place at the wrong time, 

One will kill the other, and everyday we are guilty of this crime

Of mixing them before consumption,

Yet though the destination be the same,

The consumption order needs.

So love me without lies,

Measure your words in your address,

Give of yourself as you take from me,

For in my world I have room

Room for jokes, and verbal fence,

Room for pranks and tantrums too,

If you and I in this venture,

Do decide on the order of application,

We shall indeed enjoy the blessing of lemon and milk...

and avoid the curse of lemon in milk!

A Beautiful Morning

I am not a morning person,
But am glad that the morning is beautiful in spite of me...
Like a persistent suitor God freshens the air with dew,
Wipes away yesterday's grime and dirt,
He stretches out the clouds and gently, selectively lets only the healthy sun rays in
What a picture He paints, this wonderful Artist!

He knows I will snuggle deeper in the sheets and groan and growl at the alarm
But He still keeps at His beauty work, hopping I will take a look and be changed.
He woos me with bird songs, and slips a few light rays past my eyelids,
He wakes my children like a clock, so they can cox me into His Beauty,
What can a girl do before such splendor,
Despite myself I smile then laugh as a stream of joy bubbles up within me...
The shadows vanish at renewed hope, and the cynic in me is turned poetic...

What can a girl do with such a groom?
Who wakes her with dew, and scents and songs?
Who opens her eyes to wonders untold?
Who is consistently unpredictable?
What can a girl do on such a beautiful morning
But fall truly madly deeply for Him
Who in His Glory and Splendor Honors her thus?

You Are

You Are

When The Thorns Of Life

Press Hard In My Side

And There Is No Escape

There You Are My Lord

The Rose Of Sharon

Bringing Scent To The Thornbush

Softness To Harshness

And Rest For My Soul

When I Walk Through The Valey

So Dark And Full Of Shadows

There You Are Lilly Of The Valley

Promising Life In The Pit Of Death

Bringing Hope To A Soul In The Dark

When Life’s Temptations Weaken Me

And Sin Is Knocking At The Door

When Choice Becomesa Hinderance Indeed

Coz Choosing Good Dooesnt Look So Good

There You Are Fairest Of Ten Thousand

Making It Obvious Where To Go

Making It Easy To Love You As I Should

When The Beasts Of Life Soround Me

 And All About Me Is Terror So Great

When All I Am Is A Weak Brocken Reed

There You Are Lion Of Judah

With Your Graceful Strides

And Your Glorious Mane

Ready To Trample My Foes

To Scatter Them With Your Mighty Roar

To Me As Beautiful And Strong As A Waterfall

There You Are

Gently Enfolding Me In Your Mighty Paws

That For Demons Are Unbeatable Foes

When I Am Bitter And Full Of Guile

When My Heart Forms A Hard Shell

There You Are O Lamb Of God

Resting Your Soft Innocence On My Breast

Melting My Hardened Heart

Draining Away The Bitterness

And Melting Me With Your Love

When I Am Lost And Alone At Sea

And Lucifer Tries To Have A Go At Me

There You Are O Holy Ghost

Soothing And Inflating My Heart With Peace

That So Infuriates him That he Flees

There You Are My Love, My Lord

Taking All The Pain Away

So As I Go Through Life

Not Knowing Whither I Go

I Shall Fear Nought

I Shall Tremble Not

Because There You Are My Shield My Guide

The Maker Of Me

Savior Of My Soul

Passion Of My Life!!!!

About Love

It’s about love, but mostly about life,

It’s about who does the laundry,

It’s about whether you will wait for me to finish before you leave the table,

It’s about will you lift me when I fall,

Will you always come when I call?

It’s not about flowers really,

Not even chocolate,

It’s will you nurse me when am ill,

Will I be there when you are down?

Will I bear you when you are mad?

It’s not about poetry,

Neither is it an ode,

It’s not cute and flowery,

Rather worn but gently true.

It’s not whether you will ply me with sweet words,

But rather will you keep your word,

It’s not whether you will buy me the season’s flowers,

But will you be true through the seasons of our lives…

Its not how well we began…

But whether we shall finish well

In His Arms

I walked in the sand…

Letting it sift through my toes,

Relishing the warm caress of the African sun,

Loving the feeling I could only describe,

With the coos of wonder that escaped from my lips;

I looked out to sea

And drowned in the pure bliss,

Of seemingly floating away…

Away to my Lord’s arms,

To tell Him of my adventures,

Of the wonder of His work,

Of the intoxicating power of His beauty.

Suddenly,

I felt a pebble thrown against my leg by the waves,

And I was dragged quite unwillingly,

Back to reality….

But all wasn’t lost,

For when I turned,

And saw my baby there,

And thought of my Buju O! so fondly,

I realized, “hey I am in His arms!!!”

In the cool gentle breeze against my face,

In the passionately gentle eye of every storm,

In the overwhelming trust in my son’s eyes,

In the sweet gestures of my beloved,

Yes,

I am in His arms….

And I love Him so!!!!

Free

HMMM…

It’s funny how clear things look, when you are not in the picture.
The question always crops up ' Is this all it was?'

All this went through my mind,

As i watched the sun set,

 Its warm gentle rays, receding into the horizon.
Suddenly I didn't want this day to end..

I didn't want the darkness to descend.
For I knew that this was it...

That this dusk, was the midday of my life

And there would never be a moment

This beautiful…or sad...

A sigh escaped through my patched lips,

As I looked down at my hands,

Where they clutched my belly...
'This is it' I thought; 'this is life...'

I felt a gentle warmth envelope me...

And suddenly,

 I was not afraid...

 He was here...

Here to take me home

Oh! And He knew...

He knew my regrets...

He would find someone else...

I was not in control,

I was not irreplaceable,

I didn’t have to be…

I opened my hands and watched

As my life ebbed out onto the ground...

Soaking the little patch of earth I sat on...
Dust to dust...ashes to ashes...

I felt no pain...I was just so tired, and so sleepy…

Yet I was also so relieved...finally,

A place I could just be,

A place without pain… or failure...home...
I slowly sank into the warmth,

As from a distance I heard

The anguished voices of my loved ones...
I wondered why they wept..

Surely they should be relieved?

At least I was…

At last.

Bruce the Terrier....Bruce our Friend!

He wags his tail,

Goes to and fro,

The sweetest thing,

You ever saw.

His eyes are big,

And tender and moist,

His fur is fine,

With a silky shine.

His trot is brisk,

With a rod straight spine,

But when he plays,

Even children run.

He makes me laugh,

He does he does,

And fills our home,

With joy untold.

He loves to chew,

To bite and gnaw,

But knows what’s right,

And wrong to bite.

He’s small and cute,

But oh so strong!

And what a Brave!

When he meets a foe.

He chases his tail,

Barks at his shadow,

And can be altogether,

A rather silly pet.

He loves his chain,

For it means a walk,

But hates his bath,

Like the mutt he is.

Of whom do I speak

With so much pride?

But Bruce the great,

Who’s so much FUN!!!!!!

Arianna Arwen Wall

Purity, Royalty, Beauty that runs Deep

Pure, God Fearing You Will Be

Strong And Steadfast In The Lord

Your Conversation Shall Bless Many

And Draw The Thirsty To Life Giving Water

You Will Be The Joy And Pride Of Us

Know Favor All Your Days

God Will Dwell In You And Yours

And He Shall Be Your Passion

His Law Shall Never Depart From Your Mouth

Nor Shall His Precepts Leave Your Heart

You Shall Marry The Love Of Your Life,

And You Shall Remain Th

e Love Of His All Your Days

Your Purity And Love Shall Go Before You

Blessings, Beauty, Grace  And Mercy Shall Adorn You

Your Children Shall Call You Blessed

Your Husband Shall Find Rest In You

Your Womb Will Be Fruitful

Your Hands Really Productive

Your Children Shall Love And Obey You

Your Husband Shall Respect And Cherish You

Never Leaving You In Want Of Anything

You And Your Brothers Shall Be Inseparable

And Shall Share A Bond Only God Creates

I Dedicate You To God My Sweet

He Alone Knows Where He Leads

Be Safe And Healthy And Happy

Be Kind And Gentle And Graceful

Quick To Forgive, Slow To Anger

Be Virtuous And Strong And Valiant

Life Is Yours To Live To Its Full!!!

Mommy 08/10/09

Ethan Gabriel Antoine Wall

Strong, Firm, Steadfast, Constant.

My Son,

What a joy and pride you are,

What a blessing it is,

To have you in our Lives.

Your feet are beautiful,

For they carry Good Tidings,

Your eyes burn and glow,

With the conviction of God’s Word.

Your body is strong and firm,

And your grip firm and gentle,

Your smile lights up this world,

And your Savior’s Words of love,

Flow forever from your lips.

Oh Father,

Who are we that you would bless us with a son?

Let him serve You and love You,

All the days of his life.

Let us bring glory to Your Name,

As we bring him up….

My Son,

May God always hear when you cry to Him,

May His Word be a lamp unto your feet,

His love a beacon in the storms of life,

May wisdom dwell in your house,

And His peace always reign in your heart.

May favor be your shadow,

And valor your second name.

May you live a long blessed life,

And love the wife of your youth…

May your children be many,

And their virtues unnumbered.

May nations court you,

As they seek a man after God’s own heart.

And may we your parents,

Live to see,

The great man you will be.

Mommy 30/03/2008