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solaceThe burden bearer  / is my solace  / comforter  / helper  / guide  / the rock on which I stand  / in whom I can confide

I am That Blind Man: One Woman’s Story [Part III]I loved and enjoyed both my grandparents. / Grandpa was quite an eccentric, small wiry man, with a fierce intellect and curiosity.

Crystal Clearcrystal clear aqua blue / in all its shades and hues / spray of the crashing wave, / the ocean, the beach, / the distant sea… / such a de…

And God singsand time stops / just for this moment / the world freezes / wind is stilled / silence reigns

little boy climbinglittle boy climbing high in a tree / little boy smiling down at me / “I’ve got a secret!” / he said, said he / little boy sitting high in a…

Looking into the depthslooking into the depths / of the water / reflections rippling / in the sun / I stare, mesmerized / recalling times / long since gone

Be at Peacecan you hear it? / the whisper of peace / the hush of silence / be at peace.

into the candle flameI look / into the candle / flame and see / such peace / such joy / serenity / and clarity

I am that Blind Man: One Woman’s Story (Par…One day I watched as dad chopped off the head of a lovely white chook, which then ran around the yard, headless, in protest. That was the …

You’re Always There With MeYou’re always there with me / Reach out your hand when I am down / You lift me in your arms / Carry me when I can’t walk

behind the scenesbehind the scenes / the unseen / the hidden / the unknown

A New Day DawnsBreathtaking / Spellbinding / Majestic Glory / Such is the beginning of the new day

Squares and StairsSquares and stairs / angles and bears / Whenever I walk down the street / I’m ever so careful who I meet

choose life!grieving / back to the known / familiar / morning ritual / cup of tea

big storm is coming!crop shimmers and shakes / a storm is brewing

At end of day…twilight comes / daylight fades / slowly / creeping / across the landscape / in an ever flowing / unfolding wave

You Are WorthyYou are worthy / Oh my child / You are loved

I wish it could lastbut blink and / you miss it / pause and / its past

Peace be stillPeace be still and know that I am God…..

And the track keeps going on…………regret… / turn back? / but no… / I can’t / like to a magnet / I am drawn

The Beauty of CreationThe beauty of Creation / reflected in the Master’s hand / call Him Mother Nature / He doesn’t mind, / He understands

out of darknessdarkness…. / there was nothing / but darkness / nothing…. / but silence

The Love of God Shone DownThe love of God shone down / Everywhere around / Shepherds stood in awe

Jesus Eyes by Jan Stead JEMproductions

mocked and ridiculedmocked and ridiculed / taunted and teased / draped in purple / a crown of thorns / pierced his skin

This is me ~ who am I?This is me / This is who I am ~ / and who I am to become / But who am I to become? / I do not know

The Ghosts of GilderoyThe ghosts of Gilderoy come galloping by / with swift and deadly moves / horses mounted and guns slung over / their saddles they ride strai…

Eerie Afternoonfierce winds / roar / dust descends / until the eerie / afternoon / ends

Urban Oasisamidst the urban / insanity / rushing, working / deadlines and such

We live againnew day / new dawn / new life / given

Through the gate I goI hear a shout / a whip cracking call / “Get on with it / and build this bloody wall! / Stop loafing around / you’re on the king’s time / …

what can I say?So now, through these dark times / I pray that you will find / Glimmers of hope, / Slivers of joy / And a peace beyond human minds

Heads lifted heavenwardHeads lifted heavenward / shouting his name / trumpeting his glory / in flames of love it came

Shall We Meet?petals purple / petals sweet / petals soft / shall we meet? / ’neath the boughs / at end of day / as twilight beckons / and sunlight …

‘The Bridge’it disappears / into the distance, / a vanishing end / never seen / as though it never was / never will be / has been / or is it to somewh…

Mystical GreenMythical, / magical, / mystical green / shrouded in mist

Jesus’ FingerprintsJesus fingerprints remain / Etched in every cup he gave / Blood he shed / Debt wiped clean / His finger print still stays with me / His fin…

angels’ wingsthe spirit / fills / spills over / around and within / as the symphony sings

rain dropsraindrop laden / it drips silently… / precious moisture / for the thirsty soil

Peter Pan a.k.a. GrandpaChildren from all over Murwillumbah were drawn like the mice by the pied piper to Grandpa’s treasure trove of a workshop…

mother and son ~ on the doorstepStanding / looking / forlorn and alone / watching as the car / his family / his childhood / drove off into the darkening streetscape

One in a millionI’m only one of the millions / worth little / or nothing / not even a cog / in the wheel / of the world / as it turns

Such Love Beyond My UnderstandingSometimes / Jesus overwhelms me / Sometimes / God takes my breath away…

As night steals awayAs night steals away / and dawn slowly creeps

alone, afraid, crying in the nightAlone / Afraid / Crying in the night / Or is it early morn / Not long before dawn / Can’t see / Can’t tell / Don’t care

a firmer holdyou couldn’t / leave a thumbprint / at the scene of a crime / for police to find / you

I am that Blind Man too…One Woman’s S…In the beginning there was a baby and the baby was with God…Earliest memories of my childhood are of joyous carefree days of sunshine…

From our weakness to your strengthFrom our weakness to your strength / From our despair to your hope

“GRANDMA…”Grandma. I think, / I type the word and I see her, / I feel her now. / she was feeling – love. / Grandma equalled love.

LookLook / look into the eyes of Jesus / the dying Christ / as he hangs on the cross / Have you ever looked into those eyes / those loving / co…

old and rustyold and rusty / cobweb gathering / it stands / wrung round with wire / old and tired / barbed and worn / by the years passed by

I am that Blind Man: One Woman’s Story (Par…From then on things became a blur of confusion. Even more than before. Everything and everyone moved ever faster. And I was just carried …