Calling Broken Souls

Calling Broken Souls

Children,
Let them cry,
They know you’re there,
They feel you,
Show them how to hold,
Hold space,
Hold faith,
Strong hold of God,

In a dark of night,
In the snap of warfare,
When they children scream for external desires, once you’ve met their basic needs,
In the snap of tantrums,
In the snap of spiritual fire,
In the heat of the moment,
Call out His divine,

When depression hit dark,
In the middle of the night,
Not sleeping,
Not soundly,
No ones called the light,

In Jesus name I call you,
Come down upon those souls,
Heal and forgive them Lord,
Through their own terrible storms,

Heal the broken hearted,
Heal the dusty souls,
Heal the weak minded,
Heal them and us all,

In the name of the almighty,
In the name of our Lord,
In the name of the son,
In the name of our God,

Bring your graceful presence,
Heal the broken souls,
Rain down Your glory,
Heal our broken souls,

Be with us in the tough times,
Help us remember you in the grand,
Lord you’re with us forever,
Your presence in this land,

Help us speak the truth, Lord,
Drive our souls to your grace,
Shine your light from us, Lord,
Reveal your loving face,

Bless this land where we shall live,
Bless the ground beneath our feet,
Draw us into you Lord,
For we are children at your feet,

Lord give us the strength we need,
The blessings of your grace,
The blessing of your warm hugs,
Is done at your divine pace.

Lord, lead us into light,
The glory of your soul,
In Jesus name, forever,
We being glory to you Lord,
In Jesus name, I pray.
Amen.








Untamed

Untamed

The black sludge a-standing,
Its audience applauding,
As it takes a grand bow on the stage,
It’s grimacing smile, it’s eyes will toil, and it’s sharp tongue is flicking around,

The heaviness of a lie so strong, it’s taken up this part of your soul,
So deep, so dark, so heavy and sharp,
It’s words piercing through sound like a sword,

So dangerous, unsafe, the “feelings” escape,
Giving whiplash to your soul,
Tearing down your ego at night,
Haunting your mind and keep you in flight,
It can’t get you when if you’re settled and cool.

It will freeze over, dry up and crack,
When the truth and light reflects upon its soul.

It will block your sun,
Squash your thoughts,
Scream and fight inside your soul,

It can’t be burned,
It can’t be earned,
The lies it keeps spewing from its hole.

The pits of despair,
Raging around everywhere,
The deep dark area of my heart,
Shaky and frail I stand with my sayin,
I will soften myself to you.

It rises up and shreaks,
Relinquishes it’s keep knowing I am saving my soul,
It screams and it squeales, it makes my earth quake,
As I expose the dark pits to my soft side.

A place for it to lay,
Frozen like dried clay,
Never to rise again,
Frozen in Time, it will crumble away,
It’s tried to have it’s say,
Forever now shut it will lay,

It was black sludge,
Made up of nothing more than Pixi dust,
Mostly my imaginary thoughts,

Exposed to the light,
It’s forever frozen in flight,
No more wrenching my soul,
It can’t tighten it’s grip,
From my throat it has slipped,
Fallen to its never more hole.

Dear father in heaven,
I pray for my heart, my mind and my soul,
Revoke any thing in me that is not from you,
Any thing complicated & everything untrue.
In my holy fathers, great providers sons name,
Amen.


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Throw Ya Back Out.

My body refuses to function,
From my navel down,
I can’t do anything,
I’m seized up,
I’m only managing to lie down,

I sprained my lower back,
The inflammation still abounds,
Oh the pain is unbearable,
Especially when my kids playing on the ground.

I can’t even move,
I feel so invalid,
I can barely function,
But I have so much to do.

I wonder if the pain is there from stress in the past year,
The trauma, the events,
Captured in my lower back,
There because that’s where I laboured,
It may have been injured.

So my feelings stuck in my body,
Tight n tense,
Clearly unprocessed and jarred.
Upright, uptight.

Stabbing pain as inflammation shoots through,
Burning and scraping with it’s claws,
My poor back, makes me roar.

Garlic, tumeric, ginger infused honey,
To help my inflammation become at bay.
Got me through so many hard times before.
This stuff keeps my soul sunny, hey.

My whole lower self is tight, seized up,
An aftermath of it fighting itself,
Working too hard,
The underside of being an independent woman,
My body can’t hack it any more,
But the man I had was not quite so helpful,
Only making me feel like his mother,

How I yearned for his help, his assistance his hands to support me through the hard times,
He ran away. Leaving me with all the bits,
The mental mess to deal with of having those hard times.

How I wanted him to stick by me.
Be my rock,
Listen to me,
Not question n doubt me.

Asking for help fell on deaf ears too long,
My body not coping, almost breaking,
But to him it must be that I was cheating,

No my body’s not coping,
I’ve been saying all along,
Pregnancy stuff, bodys not strong,
Muscles are weaker and hope not for prolapse,
It didn’t but now my body feels like it’s in collapse.

Friends got me magnesium,
Pain releif cream, starting to feel better,
Hours later I can fully function,
Feeling better as I go,
I’m not better still
Just recovering,
On a pill.

Two weeks I’ve got to go,
Take it easy, with the kids in tow,
My body is not once what it use to be,
How long can my body cope with me being me,

I must change my mindset,
Help to be sought,
I must lean on my family n friends,
My only resource,

I have got to be strong,
Take it as it comes,
Breathe through the rest,
While I beat to my own drum.