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I Wonder if You Wander – Promote Yourself


I wonder if you wander along the shore;
While the tide rolls in and Time fades into grey.
I wonder if you wander when the daylight pours its rays upon your face.
As your soul lays barren, washed up in the waves if you long for refreshment;
Though water is at your feet.
In the thousands of grains of sand, you wonder if at all someone will notice you,
As they will notice me.
The brevity of life; the fragile state of living.
Somehow, we take each second for granted, the minutes to share our hearts with another.
In a breath and a sigh; it passes by too quick.
Take each drop in when you can.
I wonder if you wander when someone will carry you underneath the wings of hope.
Does the suffering grieve your heartstrings too much that the sun won’t shine tomorrow?
As you cry, the next bottle of rain; you want to hide your head in the caves of Remorse.
You can’t escape the past, or run far enough for the dawn to catch you.
Don’t lose sight; redemption has come;
Just open your eyes and your heart, for tomorrow is come.

I wonder if you wander in the shifting sands of life,
The shoreline’s too long and the tide is too high.
The waves crashing, undertow pulling into its side;
Wiping out all hopes of success, all joy inside this world.
Tossing, turning, shipwrecked, sunken treasures, us boys and girls;
But with the compression; the pressure in His hands.
He takes these challenges turning us into His pearls.
Precious, priceless, perfected by trials,
In this lonely beach.

I wonder if you wander on this rock, on this isle.
Isolation and desolation; seeking not to be stiff and still
But full of vibrancy and bright.
No one is an island; no one is a shore
But banking on the waters of love.
Love will restore and heal the broken,
Love is the ocean, and we are the sea;
Flowing, growing, feeding one another in its plentiful, beautiful bounty.
Going on in its continuous fount, the water that never runs dry;
For the parched heart.

I wonder if you wander along this shore.
Thinking and watching as Time rolls on;
But wait, don’t lose heart, you can’t give up now:
Hope is alive, it lives for tomorrow!

Dr. Seussa

SOLDIER CHORISTER – Promote Yourself

broken swords

Soldier choristers armoured in their song
No need for clumsy swords and shields had they
For harmonies, so binding and so strong
Had woven strong protection from affray
With sacred sound they faced the army ranks
Who felt with fear the voices pierce their hearts
The singers knelt to join their palms in thanks
And closed their eyes to hear the weeping start

No blood was lost the day the choristers won
As battlefield turned ocean from tears shed
For enmity and fear had fled and gone
A blessed new alliance in their stead
Sweet melody of oneness buried deep
Return to re awake us from fear’s sleep

Harula Ladd

Human – Promote Yourself


Thousands of miles separate our beings,
but not my mind from you.
I dreamt a dream last night,
brutal in honesty.
It tore at the very fabric of me,
and tears would all but form behind my eyes.

I think of things often and sometimes,
of you, of things you have said.
You speak of only being ‘caught up in a moment’,
but it is a moment that binds me to its eternity.
days pass like ages,
still your scent lingers around corners.

I close my eyes,
and in this smell of you,
your taste, your grace,
the small fire nestled in my belly,
it burns softly.
Warmth in the darkest of winters.

Why have our souls,
yours and infinitely mine,
been so blessed?
A love that tears at the seams of all things.
It remains close to my chest,
as it is all things we hold dear.

Morning’s light,
a dance on window’s sill.
Another night’s past.
I smile gently,
that empty feeling rises from my gut,
it comforts me in all familiarity.

This pain in my chest,
it waits for you.

It reminds me of my humanity
when I am at my most weak.

In love, in fear, in doubt,
in all things that I am.

I remember your name.

For you have showed me the meaning of


© D. A. Yew

Poetry by DAY

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