Tag Archives: Servant
Mission acceptedSpeak: A Haiku
Construction clatter
Bulldozing, then building up
Disciples list’ning
Shoulder
It’s just my shoulder
There’s nothing inherently beautiful or strong, tempting or freeing
Cool or calm about it, is there?
It’s just an offer
There’re billions of others to stand square with, befriend or lean on
Swoon over or serve with, aren’t there?
Set Apart
What if an angel is all that you were made to be
A guardian with no human arms in the ever of time to guard you
A servant among an army of servants, hosting the faint and heartsick
A consecrated one, bringing stranded souls back together
What if God’s breath is the all you were made to be
“Choose today”
Here come
The square-jawed, honest eyed
Who want nothing more
Than you
There go
The jutted-jawed, staring eyed
Who want nothing more
Than more
Servant’s Feet
If you go
You’d never leave
That new dust on your feet
Works its wondrous way
Up through your ears
Down into your soul
You’d never again hear
The calls from home
Way back there
When everywhere
Is home
This Haiku: What Impact
Who are we today
Please not two of the masses
Just marking their days
This Haiku: I’m A Sister
This ol’ ambition
Is solely for others’ feet
My smile’s tethered there
Old Gold Soul
Beautiful Boy
You Old Soul
You do make Him smile
Picture: Proud Dad
You Gold Soul
That’s the smile He smiles
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