From dust, ashes, and the tears of Heaven,
we are born into this world.
Guided by our hearts
We seek Truth, Trust, Comfort, and Love.
Once in a life time Heaven opens the skies
And allows two hearts to pass.
Seldom, so seldom do these hearts trust
In the stars of Heaven to guide thier paths.
Yet, once in a life time the hearts that pass,
Are searching for the same truth and comforts of love.
Thus, from dust, ashes, and the tears of Heaven
The Angels decsend and bless these two hearts
With all the truth, trust, and comforts
That True Love has to offer.

The Lord giveth all.
Where there had been no life before,
And demise was imminent,
Now there is life.
Bringing up those from the spiritual grave,
To release pain and suffering,
Molding and shaping beautiful beings,
Without discretion nor discrimination.

He constantly watches over you,
Knowing your deepest fears,
Erasing feelings of loneliness,
Healing the heart through His love,
Forgiving without judgement,
Sharing precious Angels,
A constant state of protection put into place,
Holding you when no one else will,
Loving you as you are.

The richness of His Word,
So powerfully provoking,
Instills belief through reflection.
Testimonies carefully laid out for guidance,
Provide a model of perfection to follow,
Invoking genuine transformation of the soul.

As cherished meditation unfolds,
Prayers of your deepest desires are answered.
Although the timetable is His,
Unhuman like strength will be shared.
Life shall always be dedicated to The Lord.

Dear God I pray,
That my time will be the best today.
That you watch over me as I ride,
And you stay close by my side.
Keeping me safe and my faith intact,
I know all will go well if you have my back.
God it’s time to cowboy up and give it our best,
I’ll do the riding and you do the rest.

God made the world with a heart full of love,
Then He looked down from Heaven above,

And saw that we all need a helping hand,
Someone to share with, who'll understand.

He made special people to see us through
The glad times and the sad times, too;

A person on whom we can always depend,
Someone we can call a friend.

God made friends so we'll carry a part
Of His perfect love in all our hearts

At last I entered a long dark gallery,
Catacomb-lined; and ranged at the side
Were the bodies of men from far and wide
Who, motion past, were nevertheless not dead.
"The sense of waiting here strikes strong;
Everyone's waiting, waiting, it seems to me;
What are you waiting for so long? --
What is to happen?" I said.
"O we are waiting for one called God," said they,
"(Though by some the Will, or Force, or Laws;
And, vaguely, by some, the Ultimate Cause
Waiting for him to see us before we are clay.
Yes; waiting, waiting, for God to know it." ...

"To know what?" questioned I.
"To know how things have been going on earth and below it:
It is clear he must know some day."
I thereon asked them why.
"Since he made us humble pioneers
Of himself in consciousness of Life's tears,
It needs no mighty prophecy
To tell that what he could mindlessly show
His creatures, he himself will know.

"By some still close-cowled mystery
We have reached feeling faster than he,
But he will overtake us anon,
If the world goes on."

Say! You've struck a heap of trouble
Bust in business, lost your wife;
No one cares a cent about you,
You don't care a cent for life;
Hard luck has of hope bereft you,
Health is failing, wish you'd die
Why, you've still the sunshine left you
And the big, blue sky.

Sky so blue it makes you wonder
If it's heaven shining through;
Earth so smiling 'way out yonder,
Sun so bright it dazzles you;
Birds a-singing, flowers a-flinging
All their fragrance on the breeze;
Dancing shadows, green, still meadows
Don't you mope, you've still got these.

These, and none can take them from you;
These, and none can weigh their worth.
What! you're tired and broke and beaten?
Why, you're rich -- you've got the earth!
Yes, if you're a tramp in tatters,
While the blue sky bends above
You've got nearly all that matters
You've got God, and God is love.

Wedding Poems