#24 of 30 Poems by Christine Tracy

 I wrote this poem in a week when two musician friends went to heaven. There are few things that bring me more joy than playing music with friends. Writing this with Holy Spirit comforted me. I pray it brings comfort to some of you, my readers. Love to all.

For The Minstrel

Broken heart

Broken dream

Thrown apart

Ceasing being.

Death can’t win

Heart! Stand up now!

Your friend cries not

His heart now bows

Before the One

That he has loved

Veil removed

He’s now above.

Above the pain

The strength that failed

Today he conquers

His dream prevailed

He sees His Lord

His friend, His God

And oh how good

As Glory nods

To him, the one

Whose faith was strong

Is now given

A brand new song.

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#23 of 30 Poems by Christine Tracy

Second Chances

I have been:

Struck by lightning

Knocked down by a pit bull

Stared down by a bear

Stalked by a mountain lion

Strangled by anaphylaxis

Crushed by bankruptcy.

I have survived:

A catastrophic car crash

Extremely dumb decisions

Painful falls

And dashed dreams.

Yet somewhere in there:

I found beautiful, wonderful

Gifts.

Like love, family,

Friendship, and adventure.

I learned: 

The value of life

The wonder of the second chance

I discovered risk often works out

And I realized I must be here

For a reason.

#22 of 30 Poems by Christine Tracy

 

The Art of Friendship

You're there

When I hurt

When I fall

When I win.

You tell me you're proud

When I have a victory

And you're there with a shoulder

When I don't.

With you I can be

Me

And you can be

You.

One who bares their heart

And allows you to bare your's;

That kind of friend

Is golden.

That kind

Takes time to nurture,

Takes trust and

Humble honesty.

Are you my friend?

Do you have a moment?

To hear me laugh? Cry?

Will you share your heart with me?

Can we play? Have coffee?

Talk across the miles?

Hang out across eternity?

#21 of 30 Poems by Christine Tracy

 

The Gift of His Presence

Let your presence

Tangible presence

Draw your children

To come and

Sit within your embrace.

To just be still under the comforting

weight of

Your spirit,

Your heart,

Your purpose.

Come and be among us.

Let us witness a glory

Beyond all glories.

Your Spirit

With us...with me.

I want to breathe your breath,

Be warmed by your light,

Follow your gaze,

Feel your heartbeat, and

Revel in your joy.

No talking required.

Just being.

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I have seen miracles. There is no turning back for me.

He really is "Too Good to Not Believe."

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#20 of 30 poems by Christine Tracy

 Life

So many forms

One Source

So much joy

One Creator

So much color

One Artist

So much love

One big Heart

So much hope

One generous Giver

Intimate communion

One Soul Connection

Three in One

Plus me.

#19 of 30 Poems by Christine Tracy

 

The Soar Song

You are the wind in my hair

My breath, my air.

So sweet in song

So wonderful, strong.

I look to find

A dove, a bird

Beyond my vision

Outside my words.

Faith, how does it

Know the truth?

To touch what can't be;

To sense such love?

So I soar again

Abandoned, free;

Ever higher

Just you, with me.

Connected brother

Sweet as a friend

You in me

So large; no end.

Faith, how does it

Know the truth?

To touch what can't be

To sense such love?