Celebrate

I wonder what I would do
if I had a son all set to fly,
I'd help him with what he needed
to help him reach the sky.

I would not bend him to my will,
or steal the things that belonged to him,
for that would be egregious
and more, it would be a blatant sin.

But if I was only a grandmother
about to see a young man graduate
I would do everything I know to do
to give him reason to celebrate.

That's what love is.

None knew his name

None knew his name nor did they ask,
for he was the jester for their pleasure
light entertainment with each new day
but they knew not his name, nor did they care.

He wore tattered clothes with holes in his jeans,
and beggared daily in their small town
but very often went hungry and thirsty
as they laughed and used him for their small jokes.

What brought him here, they did not know,
but wicked smiles flashed when he appeared,
and they kicked gravel in his path
for he was just a stranger with tear streaked face.

Would they perhaps care if they knew,
how he fought for their freedom so far away
in a land where good and evil held hands,
or would they still treat him as they do today?


Maria Call 2013

Meeting Daylight in the dawn


I can show you my failures, I can,
for they reach to the heavens,
but I cannot show you my triumphs
for they have long since melted
like the snow on top of a mountain
when summer comes to warm
the creatures who run and play
along a cool mountain stream.

How I wish I could drink there
and find refreshment for my soul,
for I burn at the center of my core
for a day by a cool mountain stream.
Yet, even though I'm not a winner,
do not think therefore, I am a loser,
for I stand to meet a brand new day
and let the sunshine wash my face.

Man was meant to live in the light,
and let his spirit shine free,
and though my soul fights fiercely,
I dig my way through heavy clay
that holds me to the dark grey dawn.
I free my heart to go ahead of me
to the light of your countenance;
and tender compassion in your eyes.

With you, my spirit lives in a safe place,
far from the intrigue of worldly care,
and if the day should bring heartache,
I return to the safe well of your love.
For you, O Lord are the only light
that cools the burning in my soul,
you comfort my spirit with your strength,
that's what I've come to know of you.

© Maria Call  - Jan 16, 2012

Earthbound

Rolling clouds and threatening skies
pass by their window
but escape their eyes,
in a world without faith.

Approaching is the hour spoken of,
where four horsemen ride
endowed with his power
to sweep over earth.

Oh! Awaken earthbound souls we cry
for time dulled your senses,
leaving tattered edges and gaping holes
where hearts should beat and live.

Still they slumber and toss in fitful sleep
choosing saccharin over
the deep anguished cries
in a world lost to men.

MG Oct 3, 2012 (100312)

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