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Monday, 16 March 2009

  • Fog

    Cold
    A little misty
    Unclear

    Warmth
    A little further out
    Unreachable

    You see your goal
    Out in the distance
    But somehow you're lost.

    You try and run
    Towards the finish line
    That so-called finish line
    Created by yourself.

    All this time
    Not realizing
    That you're surrounded by heaven -
    Clouds costumed as fog.

    What you thought were obstacles
    Was really just the Lord
    Wrapping Himself around us
    And asking us to stop and be filled with Him.

    When it is time,
    The clouds will lift off,
    Clearing the way
    For His will to be done.

Tuesday, 17 February 2009

  • Loss...or gain?

    A lost of an old soul...full of history, full of love, full of years.
    Reaching out to care.

    But I -- selfish...let her slip by.
    Now there's no use for anger, nor going back...it's too late.
    It's truly too late.

    All I can do is pray...for forgiveness...
    That her legacy lives on
    And that I don't let others slip by again.

Friday, 19 December 2008

  • Physically Disabled...

    A moment
    Realizing you have no control
    And that your life is on the line.

    A fall
    Tumbling to who knows where
    And you try to grasp for security.

    A landing
    Planning for the worst
    And feeling pain shooting through your body.

    A passerby
    Looking at you sitting there
    And walking right past you.

    A loner
    Wondering who to ask for help
    And knowing the past is no longer dependable.

    A helping hand
    Stopping to care
    And giving comfort when all is hurting.

    Another long journey of healing
    Walking slowly
    And learning to see things differently.

    A Christmas gift
    Giving is what it's always been about
    But receiving is what completes the thought.

Thursday, 04 December 2008

  • What is it?

    Perfection at one time.
    So it seems.

    One day,
    A scab,
    A bleed.

    No telling of when it will stop.

    Healing over time.
    So it seems.

    A mark remains
    Deep within.

    Reminder of
    That time,
    That journey,
    That past.

    It never leaves because
    It's a scar.

     


     

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