TheCypressTimes : Palace Of Poets, Carol Penhorwood

Some day my morning will come,My pain melt away with the dawn,Earth's troubles will vanish,The weight fall away,All fear and anxiety gone.
Some day I'll find a new freedom,All doubts fade away with the sun,On what I've but tastedI'll finally feast...The love of my God for this one.

YOU WRITE?!

Published 09/01/2010 - 2:39 p.m. CST

I call myself a writerBut I can't seem to talk,I shuffle all my words aroundStumbling my mental walk.
I “mow the carpet”, “vacuum the lawn”,I e'en “blow hair my dry”,The phrases swirl around my head,I've “figger fish to bry”.

MASKS

Published 08/28/2010 - 7:44 a.m. CST

The fixed facades, the masks in place
Yet troubled eyes shine through,The restlessness, the hopelessness,The shadowed eyes construe.

SATAN'S GREATEST WEAPON

Published 08/14/2010 - 12:04 p.m. CST

The overwhelming sadness,The tears that blind the eyes,The weariness though unexplained,The barely hidden sighs.
The heaviness of heart and soulThat bends one to one's knees,The tears that come at any whimThat no one ever sees.

THE VALLEY OF BONES

Published 08/11/2010 - 2:50 p.m. CST

I'm in need of Your refreshment,
This valley is so dry,
You know how long I've walked through this,
You've heard my every sigh.

THE POWER OF PRAISE

Published 08/08/2010 - 2:08 p.m. CST

There's power in the act of praise
Though inside my heart cries,
For I'm reminded of God's truth
Defeating Satan's lies.

For praising brings perspective,
My struggle is so small,
The Creator of the Universe
Is ruler of it all.

THE VINE

Published 08/06/2010 - 9:07 a.m. CST

He is the Vine, He holds me fast,
He nourishes and grows,
And as the branch I draw from Him
The strength that ever flows.

THOUGH I DON'T UNDERSTAND

Published 08/02/2010 - 1:32 p.m. CST

Your methods I don't understand,
Your ways are hard to see,
And yet You hold the universe,
I know You're holding me.

HEAVEN SANG

Published 07/25/2010 - 5:18 a.m. CST

The day you were created heaven sang
A blank canvas to the world
One prepared by the hands of God
A letter from Him to earth

SEASONS OF THE SOUL

Published 08/19/2010 - 10:35 p.m. CST

The soul too has its seasonsBut we don't realizeThat just as winter follows fall,The lows must follow highs.
We cannot live on mountain peaksOr we would not relateTo those whose hearts are crying outWith burdens that are great.

TIMELY GRACE

Published 08/14/2010 - 11:56 a.m. CST

When you're passing through the river,When you're going through the storm,Then God's grace will be sufficientWhether midnight, noon, or morn.

THE SUN IS ALWAYS SHINING

Published 08/10/2010 - 2:45 p.m. CST

The sun is always shining
Despite the clouds of gray,
And though I may not see the light
I know He'll make a way.

THE PITY PARTY

Published 08/06/2010 - 6:07 p.m. CST

You are always watching, working,
Ever, always, for my good,
Yet I stew and fret and worry
As if all alone I stood.

THE BOOK OF MY LIFE

Published 08/03/2010 - 4:10 p.m. CST

There have been some painful pages
In the chapters of my life,
And some I'd willingly erase
When I caused endless strife.

THIS WON'T LAST FOREVER

Published 07/30/2010 - 12:01 p.m. CST

This won't last forever,
This too shall pass away,
These clouds of doubt, discouragement,
That hover o'er my day.

HEAVEN IS SILENT

Published 07/24/2010 - 5:39 a.m. CST

Heaven is silent
As my spirit groans,
When troubles surround
And I feel so alone.

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