Frozen away from you

schwarzekatze18 of Deviantart

Frozen away from you

I don't know what to do

You weren't true

to me it doesn't matter

now wait and learn

from my mistakes

I'm not proud of

yet.

I love you.

Why is it cold in the spring?

The recovery was halted by love.
Before I could recover half, I gave all.
Now, I suffer with an emptiness
and naught to rebuild with

No new beginnings this spring
No sprouting hopes break the surface
It's still cold.
Death is still over the land--

You thought you spied the Son.
Just as quick as you caught what you thought was a glimpse,
your world froze over again.

An Unfinished Poem

An Unfinished Poem

We put you in a box God.
We put you in a box.
Not that we could ever box you
but we put you in a box designed by men

These boxes of religion
which are really just divisions
of the same body

Written while in transit from tutoring meeting to house. Sunday, January 20, 2013.

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My mother and father do not dream.
To dream is to risk some things:
like failure and fault or hurt.
If that simply comes with age,
let me never come to those days.

My mother scowls at the unseen.
My father despises everything,
that looks like a remnant of what
he had hoped for. So, whenever
they see me, it like looking at lost
dreams.

It's like a surrender of just being,
and not thinking
and not creating
and not waking
up to the fact that life's dreams
are the only certain things
to bring life worth living.

I'm Looking Him in the Eyes

I'm looking Him in the eyes

thinking of what to say...

Father god help me today

I want to be the Way

the Truth, the Life

I want to be thanks and freedom

from strife.

I will live in your gaze 

in the cloud of your love

seeing

declaring

mysteries above - (hand motion for above) KNOWLEDGE

You in all and through all

and we...the same.

From the Father to a Child

From the Father to a Child

I swear by my name, you do not know how I adore you.
My child who I framed in the womb of your mother
I wrote songs about you before you were done
taking your first breath
And, I had dreams about how I would give your everything
and rest from your labors
You thought you could labor to love me
You thought if you labored I'd love you
more than I do,
but child, my child, MY child
If I had made you for any other reason but to love you,
I had blaphemed my name.
Do not be cast off
or go astray
today I am telling you the truth
I am bringing heaven down to be with you
and to heaven you'll ascend
just look within
I've giving you my Spirit.
I've given you my heart.
And, I will never leave you
no, not any more than the waters can leave the shores
I want to permeate your every part
Illuminate the places you've given over to
dark desires
I will wash upon you, through you
and make you clean
when you stop hiding and allow me
I swear by no others, but by my great name
there are none else before you
I AM's your first name.

It is said that females are given away, and take on the name of their husband.
Surely, we are the bride of Christ, but Daddy God is saying. I gave you a first
name, not a last name. Before Abraham I AM. Before Jennifer I AM. Before
Lis I AM. Your first name is I AM, just like His.

You Have a Talent

I think that I put this poem on video, but I never uploaded it. Anyway, I'm clearing out my old journals, and I found this one.

You have a talent
whether hobby or game
You have a talent
That's known like your name

You have a talent
that you love to build
You have a talent
that you must not yield

You have a talent
for which you can say
it sets you on fire
I'll do it each day

Come teach that talent
I'll show you today
how others make thousands
the empowered way.

-Lis Carpenter

And, that was the launch of http://www.theempoweredway.com for me. The idea is that you can really learn how to profit from teaching others about your talents and tapping into online communities, interest groups, that you would enjoy anyway, and profit from it.