by seriously _ dave
Saturday, May 09, 2009
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This is a poem / prose, that I had written only one month
before my best friend had passed away from the effects of
leukemia, She had just turned 18, She only weighed
86lbs. Chemo therapy no longer had any effect on her. I cried
and prayed for her everyday. My heart was broken.
I cried when I wrote it, She cried when she read it.
I know that someday I will see her again. I believe this
with all of my heart. This has effected my life greatly.
When she died, I blamed God, I felt that he had led me to
her to be her friend and for her to be mine, then pulled
the rug from under my feet. I had faith that she would be
healed, that her leukemia would be taken care of, I had 7
churches praying for her, I cried in front of my boss and my peers.
After she died, I was devastated that God did not heal her.I slid deep into
It's been over ten years since her death, and it still effects me deeply
to this very day.
My beautiful fawn, your red long hair will one day shimmer
in the morning and evening sun. Your children's children will
play a beautiful song. The day that you go away from me, is
the day that my soul will perish. If you do not know my Joy.
No, I can not allow this, I will not!
All of Heaven will rejoice at your humility, Heaven awaits
those who diligently seek him. and you will ! I believe this.
You are my pure white dove. your wings are strong to fight
the winds of change. As the great tempest moves in upon
you, asking no questions, seeking no answers, So your
strength will prevail and your wings shall grow stronger,
you will fly higher then the Eagle that seeks its prey from the
clear blue sky. Faster then the humming bird which speedily
races about, fulfilling the purpose for which it was created.
All of the heavens are seeking your presence, All of the
heavens will rejoice at your humility. My soul longs to hear
your voice, My heart desires to hug your neck, to hold you in
my arms and sing a new song into your listening ear.
You are my friend. Angel You are my joy, I was dead for 12
years, locked in my prison. The bars were so strong and
though I tried, they just would not break. I looked for a sign
from heaven, but it did not appear. I cried with a loud voice,
but none could hear me, there was no one, no one to comfort
me and those who even dared to try, I would not let them into
my cell of shame. I could not eat the words of life any longer.
My heart had hardened to the point of no return, so I thought
and my soul grew a heavy crust round about it.
I exchanged joy for bitterness and love for fear. The enemies
of my soul danced about me with great joy at my demise. My
heart longed for a word of love, but it did not come.
that is, until now.
You have heard my cries oh Lord, You have seen my tears,
the depths of my sorrows have entered the gates of your
inner court. You alone are the Majestic One. there is none
beside you no, none shall there ever be.
Your grace has fallen like a sweet spring shower upon my
head and I love you. My Angel has come just as you have
promised. you alone are true .
My Angel from heaven, one word of encouragement from
your lips has healed the bones of my broken soul. My blood is
become new again. My mouth is dry with a passion to hear
As I exit the doorway of your chamber to begin another day,
the sun seems a little brighter, and the rain no longer brings
despair, but a freshness to a weary and desert land. Flowers
have begun to grow in my field once again, your smell is that
of the finest perfume, the kind that draws and does not repel.
You are Awesome My Angel! You are My Awesome Angel.
Heaven would be a terrible place without you.... Oh my soul
cries out for you to be there waiting for me.
"For God so loved Angie, that he gave his only begotten Son
that if she would just believe in him she would not perish, but
have everlasting life."
The streets of gold will be brighter and a little more pure
when you are there. I want your Mansion next to mine.
I want to walk in newness of life with you, I want to stroll down
to the rivers of healing with you. My strong desire is to be there
when you drink and to see your beauty return to you with a
vengeance. Not only the beauty of the outer shell, but the
wonderful beauty of the love that is hidden deep within you.
Please allow the cistern of my heart, to enter the deep well of
your soul. Please allow Him to nurse it back to health. I will
water it and it shall sprout, I will feed it and it shall grow, I
will comfort it and it shall blossom and He shall cause His Son
to shine upon it and it shall flourish mightily...
...for ever and ever...
Angie. I love you so. You are my Angel!
You are my friend.