Monday, September 7, 2009

dreams

dreams forgotten gather dust

painted mountains against 

forever canyons

echo the sound of another realm

can you see it?

it's there

the veil so thin

and thinner still

paint brushes waiting to

color life's canvas

giving form to images

unseen by the eye

but known by the heart

maybe this is what it means

to create art

with a life

yielded to the 

spectrum of eternity


-mp

aug 09


Friday, August 7, 2009

follow the lamb

when maturity
looks like innocence restored
when victory 
looks like a love song released
when the storm
becomes an invitation to dance
i spin in love's arms
and follow the lamb

when peace
becomes written
on the hearts of men
and the sounds of war
grow faint and dim
a little child i'll become 
found in his hand
my gaze locked with his
i'll follow the lamb

when success
becomes lifting others above
and my joy is
found in being able to love
i say yes to embrace
eternity's romance
i lie down with the lion
and follow the lamb

Monday, January 19, 2009

my life


an avant garde,
artistic, poetic,
supernatural
expression:
a compassion-compelled,
presence-led
journey;
a call to fiery intimacy:
into the depths of Papa's heart
i fly
deep unto deep, deeper still
i cry
white hot embers
consuming me from
the inside
OUT

light created to shine
in the void
igniting movements of love
in nations
one life at a time
let loose
heaven's creativity
touching
the enigmas of our day
with whispers of dreams
of what truly
IS

i am no echo,
no mass produced
facsimile
neither am i
a fine art print gilcee
not at all- i am 100%
original, a work of art
signed by the master:
the world has yet to see
again
what he can do
through a life
wholly given to him
AND
i
AM
that
life.

well if I have any say anyway...
wanna come and play
in fields colored
by grace?

the world will not be changed
by a plan
but it might be transformed
through a dance
where you being you
and me being me
and us loving him
becomes symphonic release
shifting the sound
of the storm
to become a call
to embrace
a realm rising
above
the waves.

not by might
nor man's power
not by war
nor by force

BUT by Love

LET this be
MY life.

-mp

Saturday, January 10, 2009

mantle of fire


fall on the embers
open heaven
rain down the flame
carried by one
whose song resounds
through corriders of time
generation of purpose
hear the cry that remains:
initmate friendship,
radical abandon,
a creativy ready to captivate nations
with the mystery of Love’s gaze… 
secrets planted as seeds in
the hidden places
yielded to visions that
invite angels to dance,
compelling mountains to bow
to destiny.
open eyed promises
yet uncreated, longings realized
in a company embraced by
expectancy,
spinning, shaped,
formed to be filled,
vessels ablaze
surrendered, surrounded
by love’s
mantle of fire.

-michele perry

in remembrance of all the seeds sown by one who is dancing with her bridegroom king at home in a place once only visited...

Thursday, January 8, 2009

contemplation

take me in
deeper into you
i will pursue
living love 
embraced
where you are all i am
and all i am is you

to live beyond language
to experience beyond expression
to see beyond vision
to love beyond limit
to become a message
from heaven
too deep
for
words.

this is my prayer

-mp

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

echoes of eternity

beauty with its own
strange gravity
attracts my soul, it calls forth
a longing for more than
mere eyes can see

what's there?
what's there?
beyond the thinly woven veil
that is drawn between realities and worlds

interwoven mystery cries out
surrounds me as I stop to find
songs in the silence that were always present
but seldom heard
faint whispers of tomorrow's promise
emerge, time's gossamer lattice
begins to fade
as I pause to embrace
echoes of eternity

might not yet already be
found in now?

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

meeting god

unexpected his presence creeps in around
the edges of my awareness
slowly surrounding me with the
weight of his being

pulsing uncreated love
never defiled by anything less,
never polluted with anything else.

simplicity that defines the profound
mystery that provokes majesty
vision unveiled that
whispers great cries from the
depths of what is eternal

the sight of child,
the trust of innocence restored
capturing wonder in the every day
finding treasures in rubbish heaps
playing with angels
discovering LIFE
unmoved by the seen
compelled by the invisible

dancing in darkness
singing in silence
unconcerned with who hears
careless of their critiques
standing in storms
leaning into the wind that blows
and stirs the embers
of forgotten dreams

daring to see in a sightless world
oblivious to the shouts
demanding normality

choosing rather to live on the edge
between the now and the not yet
and embrace the steps of faith...

in a whisper
in a song
in a breath
in a prayer

yesterday
today
forever

he IS

how do you meet God?

-mp