I stood beneath the waterfall Within my lonely heart
A million scattered pieces I asked the dear Lord Jesus Why!!!!!! Why does it hurt so much To loose someone you love so deeply And I whispered again "God, Are you there?" Then I felt my own heart beat In His gentleness...to share I stood upon the mountain top And ask Lord to tell me Why does the sun still shine Why does the birds still sing And I whispered again "God, Are you there?" Then in a echo, I could hear Natures sounds...everywhere I stood beside the oceans edge I whispered one's more God do you hear me!! Why does the ocean still move In ebb and flow to and fro "God, Are you there?" Then a rainbow crossed the sky His loves reflection...filled my eyes I stood at my watery grave And I cried and whispered Why does the music I play Wants me to die "God, Are you there?" Don’t leave alone Then I stood all alone I whispered Why is no one smiling at me Why now that my odds are low "Are you there Lord?" Then my heart was lovingly filled With just beautiful memories...to cherish and share Now I am asking you Will you forgive me ?
A very moving and powerful piece Tinks, superbly penned.
Paul;-)
Reviewed by Tracey L. O' Very (Reader)
Reviewed on November 6, 2005
Tinka, This is so sad,heartwarming and inspiring. you really brought forth so much in this poem That god is always listening and the creatures and all nature is filled with the love and always there listening and watching waiting for us,too bringing us the inner peace we so much need every day. This is such a moving poem I have to keep this one for sure. Thank you so much Tinka for being Beautiful YOU! It is a beautiful, 'journey" you take me through this poem from the mountain top down through the waterfalls and along the earth to the ocean and up to the sky what a beautiful walk on this beautiful earth and I thank you so very much. much peace I feel and wish the same for you,Always.
Tracey 42xoox(c :)
All power is released through our opening ourselves up to actually articulate and CRY OUT to the Lord! It says so in the Psalms, but, until relatively recently, I thought that an internalised "moan" was sufficient! Nope, The Big Guy means what He says when He says "Cry out!" and, in my personal experience, there ain't nothing better than that healing floodtide that arrives within the moment you do! :)) And the subsuqent place of peace. You have painted such a vivid yet sensitive and delicate picture here, Tinka, of BOTH ends of the rainbow... and have convinced us that the gold is there, even if at our end it seems like dross at the moment. A real sense of bridging the gap here. Gorgeous, thank you. LOL Kate xx
While (God) Is There He Doesn't Listen To Your Whisper Nor Screams,No Forgiveness In His eyes Of (God)-- His World (Mind) Is Filled With Loss Of Millions Of His Little Children_
Only On Loan To You Humanity He (God) In Pain You will Remain Alone Insane In Your Humanities Mourning...
Beter Enjoy What's Left Of Your Memories While You all Can Still Whisper His Name (God)...
Literally Millions Are In More Will Be In There Own Pain...
Satan Devil Smiles (God) Laughs Last...
YOU MUST LEARN TO BE ALONE IF YOU ARE EVER TO SURVIVE COMING HOLOCAUST!
Very inspirational and as Christ himself called out from the cross to question his Father in heaven it helps sometimes to call out ourselves when our need is great and our spirits weakened.
Felix
Reviewed by Debra Stiles, The Original Mister (Reader)
The plea for reassurance is somehow reassuring. I guess because nearly all of us have been driven to our knees in despair. To err is human, it is said. I, for one, am more human that most! Feel the feeling, girlfriend. S t a y y o u. 'Pea' <3
Reviewed by CHRIS CYR (Reader)
Reviewed on November 5, 2005
this poem made me cry.it's beautiful i've lost a son so this hit home.thank you tinka for the lovely write.Chris Cyr Canada
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on November 5, 2005
And the peace that enters one heart at these moments..
You buried your heart in this poem, Tinka. It touched me very deeply.
Carmen :-)
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on November 5, 2005
Quite a poem, Tinka. We have all stood there under our own personal waterfall and mumbled the very same questions. The answers are always the same, but delivered to us in individual ways.
How often people ask that same question but in the end He is always there and hears all our crys and in a time when we least expect it we receive the answer. All it takes is trust in the Lord and patience.
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Regis
Paul;-)
Tracey 42xoox(c :)
Ron
love and peace, Carole
Blue skies and sunshine
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With just beautiful memories...to cherish and share
And when that happens, it's truly marvelous, Tinky!
forgive
you
even though
you did not call me
by nickname
the voice issued
from bramble bush
on fire
lol
He hears you
A brilliant write
full of questions most want to know why
But few dare to stand before the Lord and ask
Very inspirational
Love & Peace ....William
Only On Loan To You Humanity He (God) In Pain You will Remain Alone Insane In Your Humanities Mourning...
Beter Enjoy What's Left Of Your Memories While You all Can Still Whisper His Name (God)...
Literally Millions Are In More Will Be In There Own Pain...
Satan Devil Smiles (God) Laughs Last...
YOU MUST LEARN TO BE ALONE IF YOU ARE EVER TO SURVIVE COMING HOLOCAUST!
Your Friend, TRASK
Felix
Mister
Carmen :-)
I like your new recital. yes I've done the
reverse,it's really funny;-).
Only the halloween poem had the echo.
Love,
Eileen