This is an inspirational blog that utilizes the medium of poetry and creative writing to tell stories.
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Let the waves of life pass over
You will not be moved
Let the sun beat down
But it will not bring weariness to you
Though enemies will bring war against you
Your heart will know no fear
For the Lord is your strong tower
And laughter is your medicine of choice
You will dance in the spring time
Blooming like seeds planted in good soil
Love always, Esha
Be like the flowers. The lilies of the field do not want for sun. Neither do they cry out for rain. Bending and swaying without the request of a cool breeze. Existing without bills. Doing as they please. They are taken care of. Be like the lilies that live with ease.
Love always, Esha <3
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Take me to your island
Where I can bask in the sweet sun
Swing in the night breeze
And frolic until my work is done
Just breath easy
No expectation for the anticipation
Of conversation
In truth, I want to rest
Experience joy, peace and happiness
No hurt in my voice
No ache in my chest
An end to the shakiness of breath
Where is the curve in the rainbow
Does it wait for me?
In the midst of this craziness
Can a misunderstood soul
Discover the bedrock of tranquility?
Sleep anxious body
Lay down your nervous flesh
You’ve held on long enough
Too tired to be emotional
Too emotional to be tough
So take me to your island
Where I can bask in the sweet sun
Swing in the night breeze
And frolic until my work is done
Twist and turn on a path outlined by cleared foliage
It leads through the bush
To a shoreline that sore soles need
Play in the warm sand
Drip excited toes in refreshing water
Afterward laugh and smile
Forget my troubles for a little while
This is my day to be free
Live with comfort
Wind down with ease
The ebb and flow of palm trees is a sight to behold
They gave pause to a worried mind
And silence to a complex feeling
Their leaves shift from side to side
Yet the bark stands tall
Love always, Esha
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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
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For every closed door I have faced. God has opened another. So I don't worry about tomorrow. It's already in good hands. And I'm not talking about Allstate. Everyday hasn't been easy but to wake up to the light of the rising sun is a blessing. In every mistake is a lesson. Because I always lean and fall into the warm arms of his mercy and grace. Delighted in the beauty and mystery of His unseen face. Even when I had no home in His kingdom there is space.
Love always, Esha <3
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Spicy words taste like Tabasco dreams
Speak jalapeno to me
Like cayenne peppers blowing back sweltering heat
Speak sriracha to me
Like hot sauce mixed with red chili’s and vinegar
Desiring a feeling of numb lips
Brought on by scorching truth
You can never be hotter than the searing sun
It shines for the world but bows to the Son
Yet I look toward the zesty flavor
Which burns with the fiery and passion of words spoken
With a hint of sizzling mustard sauce
It can not be cooled down by milk
It’s fire is tangy
Ignited by the truth of the Holy Ghost
Clearing the pathway to closed doors
Giving light to dark spaces
Changing the temperature and atmosphere
That’s why I like heat
Speak sriracha to me
Love always, Esha
