Dream Work

I do my Father's work

Foraging my dreams from clay

Breathing the breath of life into dirt

No matter how long it takes 

I'm gonna hustle till it hurts  

And even in the midst of battle 

I will put God first 

 

Love always, Esha  

Stones

 

Photo by sarajuggernaut 

The rocks will not cry out. But the rivers shall swell. Still the banks will rise. Yet the sun will shine. The mountain will remain ever high but the brave will climb. For the day will come when you will yell out for a thirst... that the body can not supply. And in place of lifeless stones your soul will cry. 

Love always, Esha

Carefully Made House

Your house was made months in advance with care and consideration. It will last for decades more. Because love is the mortar that lies between burnt red bricks. And the shingled roof is reinforced with hope and painted with sweet day dreams. Your lawn is watered by bliss morning showers. Your garden is fertilized by prayers. Every morning, you arise and look out the window… The sun is always there.

Love always, Esha

Forgiving the Naysayers

Photot by kieutruongphoto

 

Let the naysayers talk? 

What do they know about you? 

Have they walked in your shoes? 

Have they embraced your struggle? 

You're made of flesh previously molded from clay 

Pay no mind to the things haters say 

They didn't create you 

And their remarks and tidbits won't save you 

So let the words multiply 

Like smoke clouds darkening polluted air 

Blackening clear sky 

Taken in by unfortunate souls 

What others call life 

Is made inevitable 

When negativity without hope takes control 

People focused on the dislike of others 

Lose sign of their goals 

You were blessed to fly free 

You're bigger than the adversary you face 

Because when God is for you 

It's easy to forgive others for their mistakes  

Love always, Esha 

Grocery Store Prices

Photo by Greta Hoffman from Pexels

The cart fills up with the splendor of groceries galore. But the cost has increased to ridiculous heights. Zucchini, cucumbers, carrots, mushrooms, potatoes, celery, peaches, apples, grapes, pears, lemons, cherries, luncheon meat, turkey, chicken, frozen pizza, onion dip, chips, guacamole, french bread all for the low price of $159. Take me back in time, let’s rewind to the days before the pandemic slump. Things weren’t perfect but living was affordable. And you could spend 10 dollars for lunch. Now 3 jobs aren’t enough. Keeping children in running schools are tough. Throwing quarters into a bottomless pit hoping the money swells. But even on your toughest days, remember all is well.

Love always, Esha

My Flesh

this flesh,

my flesh is soft, succulent and brown

a hue passed down

from my Grandpappy

it’s moisture maintained by shea butter

these are the lips

that gave sweet dreams to dry eyes

full and shiny like the sunrise

hands that cradled

water from many streams

used to toil, eager to clean

these are the fingers

that knitted woven things

this flesh,

my flesh is soft, succulent and brown

a hue passed down

from my Grandpappy

but sometimes it betrays me

cute can turn angry with no food

it cries out:

feed me before i turn rude

always wanting what it can’t have

trading in the desires of the heart

for all the shortcuts that make the spirit sad

it specializes in hiding the good

within a shell of bad

elastic

like a rubber band

it snaps back

tighter than spandex jeans

but when wrinkles do come…

my skin will wear it

as a badge of honor

come and see

the signs of a life well lived

look at the temple that gave

and still gives

this flesh is my flesh

and it is what it is

Love always, Esha

Lessons

Never be mad about the pain that made you better. Life is the sum of your experiences over the passage of time affected by the scope of your actions and inaction. So your lessons become your biggest blessings in the end.

Love always, Esha

Slow

Plant me near the highway so I can hear the exhaust of fast cars but still grow slow. 

Love always, Esha <3

A Call Away

I stand at the end of the road waiting for you to join me. Wondering if I called out loud enough for you to hear. If you need me I'm only a call away. If you desire a shoulder to lean on I'm here. 

Love always, Esha 

Freedom Sings

I wanna hear the loud banging of a new day dawning 

Let the tambourines shake 

Let the bass drop 

Let truth clash against lies like strong tides,

Hitting the desolate shore 

We need the God of Abraham, Issac and Jacob 

We need freedom like a plant requiring soil 

Like a lamp with a plug but no power source 

We bang against the drum of hope 

Praying that the friction of our hands 

Strike fire in the heart of the oppressed 

If the illusion of democracy is over... what's next?

Let the burgeoning dreams of tomorrow sing a new song 

Love always, Esha <3