An Empty Shell

Empty Shells

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"Empty Shells"

Walking along the beach, endless and endless miles of seashore with time to explore.
Empty shells are all that I can see so I pick them up and carry them away with me.
Quite a collection I find I have so I carry them for a safer place to be.
The sun beating down on them with a glimmer of light that catches my eye.
More and more I find to carry with me a salvation hard to describe.
So much beauty and so many different shapes,
But they all lay in such a commonplace.

As I carry these empty shells away with me,
The weight begins to slow me down.
So I sort through them one by one.
Each carries a moment in need.
Each one in different places I have found.
And each with a memory that has only just begun.

"The Battle Within"

Love and trust the battle within,
One of armor and one of cloth,
Both equal in strength and at a great loss.
Cornered by time to live again,
A moment to go back to where you have been.
The principles of pleasure intrude on a pleasant dream.
Love and trust the battle within shouts its damning scream!
One of armor, one of cloth and both are determined to rise again.

Conflict and pressure begin to adhere to this occasion.
One second to catch your thoughts of stop, go, or yield?
Beset by these restless conflicts your need to release introduces itself.
Provoked to endure a graceful truce the weak one falls to submission.
Love and trust the battle within proclaims the very same guild.
One of armor, one of cloth, and both equal with great strength in this world that we build.

"The Moon Between the Trees"

It was the night after the full moon,
This was the night that I saw the moon between the trees.
It was huge! The color of melon,
My world was lit as my life had instantly risen.
I saw light gray clouds all dismayed with dark blue visions.
My moment had come forth and all at once I felt a life inside begin to breathe.
Three decades of life had passed by me.
Cascades of shadows, erupting dark and gray.
Now they evolve in true sight and all of this was for my eyes to see!
"Oh My God," dear God, this is my world mine all mine in every way!
And this is what I have dropped before Thee?

At such a long distance, that glimmer has covered over me.
So many nights I lay before Thee.
Not one word and not even one moment heard.
For it was silence, for I could not breathe.
An hour had passed since I saw the moon between the trees.
It had vanished and no longer could I see,
The dark blue vision, the one that would not breathe.
I saw the melon with its glimmer, the one that had covered over me.
I felt my breath inside that I could not breathe.
"Oh My God!" My dearest God, I have found what I lay before Thee!
I have found the vision of gray and how huge it was for my eyes to see!
"My dear God, my only God," Oh how I have forsaken this precious life you have given to me!

"The Happy Place"

Mornings delight present with the laughter of children.
Streets are full with the pitter-patter of little feet that are out and about.
Each home with a gift on this street, many seeds with many sprouts.
Laughter and joy fill the air allowing the child in you to cheer again.
Little hearts pounding with excitement from all that is complete and genuine.
Streets are full with the sounds of our innocence, many screams with many shouts.
Little lives engaged with the will to thrive on this street, not one with a glimpse of doubt.
The happy place is what I see, a place of comfort that carries us back to where we've already been.

The happy place holds many things,
The warmest images are portrayed by the innocence of a child's smile.
The happy place holds many memories,
The face of authenticity is what this child's smile brings.
The happy place is our gift from the most precious child.
Genuine smiles that give this world some truth with pure honesty!

"A Silent Prayer"

A touch of silence gives me my moments in time so I gather them all.
My need to completely belong is where I am with my need to wonder why.
A life to live while gripping the fear and all truly too costly in expense.
I find myself much too weakened to stand but held by my refusal to fall.
Following you, following me, a silent prayer seems the only ally.
A glimmer of hope is laced in the shadows of my cringe for despair.
Desires erupt paralyzing minds and forcing the hold back of my true and genuine promise.
Shimmering lights were prepared in the pathway that was laid before me,
Is this really my true moment to stand with all that I am and care?
Confusion strikes the words that I think when I reach for the answers that I 'd obviously missed.
Holding you, holding me, the wonders of the world are bits of gentle for my eyes to see.
A day of light and a night of darkness, but a purpose that stands true and complete.
Vibrant sensations come to me, moments that carry me with no hidden fear.
Shadows of all kinds evolve around me bringing me to a place of joy and a place to cry.
Captured in an aura of newfound strength comes alive at rapid speeds through the insides of me.
Now for the battle of truth that lies deep within buried alive with a life that always seems to reappear.
Touching you, touching me, released into a silent prayer to cleanse, soothe, and purify.
A moment complete in my time lifts me higher raising my insides up to touch the unreachable stars.
Gripped by life and held in fear and the moments to come forth with all that I am standing bare!
I have found myself surrounded by the light that will always shine.
Now I stand buried alive in life with my soul deep seeded in the core of every beating heart.
Feeling you and feeling me, I stand complete and bare sounding to the words of a silent prayer.

© Copyright: 1997 Ann Rich

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