This is an inspirational blog that utilizes the medium of poetry and creative writing to tell stories.
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We were close before
But distance came between us
Yes the feeling of love wouldn't leave us
And prayer lead us closer to a warm embrace
Before I knew you through a shallow lens
Know I recognize your face
You are the other half I never knew I needed
When others fail to understand
We are in agreement
Jesus is our base
And our foundation is strong
The second around with praise as our song
Love always, Ayesha
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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
What can a warm hand do for a frozen heart?
It can’t make it pump blood
But maybe it can give it the courage to start…
Compassion lit a fire under icy sentiments
That grew rock solid with the arrival of spring
Who is us?
In the midst of disgust
Do we keep on believing
Does hurt only last for a season?
It is only temporary for a soul willing to heal
Why hold on to the pitfalls of yesterday?
If tomorrow arrivals still?
You are the perfect example of what happens
When determination meets will
Because a conflicted heart still has the ability to feel
If you allow it too
The old things will be replaced
And the broken thing will work as though it were new
You would be amazed by what love without apprehension can do
Love always, Esha
Aren’t Acquired Easily
I waited for the break of aging time
But wrinkles never formed on the hands
And rust never touched the dial
Meanwhile, I moved eagerly to the sound of tic toc tic
My arms stretched out like eagle wings ready to soar
My feet stepped in sequence to the beat of unrealized dreams
Deadlines have evaded me
Pit stops have kept me sidetracked too long
I begged and pleaded for a moment
That surpassed my meager understanding
Patience is not on my side
But I nurture it with hope birthed in the belly of the trenches
Awaiting a season that beckons the seed
That laid dormant in harsh winters
And endured the bitter rain of a spring not quite broken
That sat through the abundantly hot weather of summer
Only to arrive at fall all over again
Do not let the time of harvest past me
Let my crops rise up strong from barren, decrepit soil
The foundation is hard but my ground is solid
The wind may blow but my bedrock will not giveaway
The sound of steady brass ticking
Fills my heart with anticipation
Everyday is another chance to face my struggles and grow
No amount of daylight savings can stop the progress I have made
I am claiming my tomorrow today
There is no biological clock bigger than my aspirations
I will live with the sunshine on my face
And the darkness on my back
Standing in the truth that is awaiting those who smile in the midst of adversity
Now and forever my heart will sing a new song
I will sit near the edge of the dock awaiting the breath of daybreak
Soon my seeds will blossom
And I will dance upon the ease of their arrival
Their leaves will open like unraveling scrolls of truth,
Not yet realized
But ready to exist in the cool breeze of Monday mornings
Awaiting the warm feeling of resting dew drops
Time has taught me patience
Because the greatest things in this life
Aren’t acquired easily
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
