Lord You Are

Lord, you are the hope in the heart,

the eye of the storm,
the rain after the fire,
the oasis in the desert.

Lord, you are the light at the end of the caliginous tunnel.

And if I go
INTO THE GLOW,
may my gratitude show
to be finally coming home.

New 'Blog

I just wanted to let everyone know I have a new 'blog.

I made it in memory of my friends, which includes my friends on 'Blogger.

I have chosen to call it "Candoress".

I hope you enjoy it.

Candoress

Still.
Nothing in my mind, nothing but the blackness of night.
I am searching for something.
Something in plain sight, but it is lost.
Something magnificent, but undervalued.
Could it be...the miracle?

I drift off.
There is nothing now, nothing but the sweet singsong.
A sound so soft it can barely be heard.
So pure that it soothes my soul and brings me to a moment of sincere peace.
My mind fills with wonder, and I sway to the beauty of the song.
There is nothing but the sound of true purity.

When I hear the song fading, I am brought back.
I am bewildered at how it took me in.
It was a strong current that pulled me into a river of undying prosperity.
But the river had stopped flowing.
The miracle is lost again.

I cannot give up.

A sudden ray of light fills me with hope and shows me the way.
I know it will take me to the miracle.
Sweet sounds come again.
I can hear the miracle calling me again.
This time I will return it's call.
I feel alive.

My heart is springing with joy.
The music is growing.
I can feel myself approaching the magic that is singing so amazingly.
I leap through the nothingness, my eye spying for the source.
The song stops again, but I know I am not far from the treasure I have been searching for.

Emptiness is all I see.
Out of the darkness, there is light.
There is something in front of me. I want to be near it.
My heart controls my body, and I glide closer.
I soar through the air and wrap my arms around the miracle.

I can hear the song, but it is faint.
It still lives, but it's life is draining.
If all is to be saved, I must save him.
I hold him tighter and pray for my miracle.
I give all of my remaining strength to him.
I would hope that he survives, but I have already given him all the hope I had within me.
I search for every little thing I have for him.

He had to live.

He falls.
I hold onto him as tight as I can, as I think of the last thing I have to give.
With all of the nothing I had in me, I gave him all the love I held in my heart.
I am almost gone.
There is nothing once again.

Then out of the death, comes life.
Happiness reigns down as rejoice pours upon us.
He lives. I live.
His strength rebuilds and I smile at him with thanks.
He does the same.
Alive again, with my miracle cradled in my arms.
He looks at me and I see the love in his eyes.

We stand hand in hand and stroll down a shining path.
Through the air we spot three glowing pedestals and stare in awe.
He is unsure of what to chose and he looks to me for guidance.
I cannot help him this time. This is his choice and his alone.
I can sense he is lost and confused. I cannot stop myself from helping him.
Taking all the life left in my soul, I surrender completely everything to him.
This is the last time I can save him, for now I am no more.
I want to stay with him, but I can not go back now.
As I fade away into the night sky, I try to say goodbye, but I have not the strength to speak.
So I leave him without warning and feel dreadful sorrow that would burn if I could feel.
I silently wish I could give him one last embrace, but it is impossible now.
There is nothing left of me. I am gone, and he is alone again.
Nothingness, emptiness, in the depths of his heart.

My Love

There was once a time when my love was gone.
It was taken from me for doing no wrong.

I thought my heart would never again piece back together.
I was certainly doomed to remain broken forever.

Nothing is all that I lived for.
Completely hopeless and nothing more.

I decided right then and there:
never again would love I share.

Then you came and my world began to spin,
as my heart fell in love all over again.

There were so many things I wanted to feel,
and then you caught me head over heals.

I give you my love. Take it all.
Let it build you up and make you feel tall.

I give all my love to you, my Love.

The look I gave could only mean one thing.
My legs became weak and into your arms I fell.
When I opened my eyes, it was me you were holding.
I wanted to confess, but my love for you I would never tell.

Would I Still

If I was a star,

a star without a flame,

would I still be

your love, all the same?

If I was the sky,

the sky without clouds,

would I still be

one who makes you proud?

If I was a tree,

a tree without fruit,

would I still be

your favorite pursuit?

If I was a flower,

a flower without petals,

would I still be

your source of mettle?

If I was a bird,

a bird without wings,

would I still be

your favorite thing?

If I was a person,

a person without friends,

would I still be

yours until the end?

Would you still love me?

Would you still care?

Would you still promise

to always be there?

Would you still be mine?

Would I still be yours?

Would I, still?

This is my new blog.

I got tired of my old blog so I'm making a new one.

I don't really do posts unless they're important.

This new blog is an expression of myself.

I'm no longer the same person.

I have changed.

I am new.

As is this blog.

My new self hates my old self.

I've failed, and by doing so, I've learned.

It's like opening a door to a new part of myself.

Thanks RavenCross for guiding me to a new realm.

Please let me know when you make your new blog.

-Voretta