...by Rebecca Besser
(part 5 of 5 for feature week!)
If I were a thread, what could I weave?
Would it be anything that you would believe?
There is a sky. There is an earth.
Is there any more to this existence's berth?
Life expands. It reaches out.
Harboring, within and without, a field of doubt.
Deeper and farther, I seek to go.
What I am seeking is more than I know.
I seek the stars. I leave the earth.
In you, God, I find my soul's rebirth.
Take my life, take my all.
I will trust in you, and I will never fall.
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Friday, October 8, 2010
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Break the Thread...
...by Rebecca Besser
(part 4 of 5 for feature week!)
In and out we weave, we weave.
Ourselves and other we deceive, deceive.
Lies we are taught to believe, believe.
Original thought not free to conceive, conceive.
People all want to control, control.
Tell you what to put in your bowl, bowl.
Tell you what to believe in your soul, soul.
Until they bury you in a hole, hole.
Will you break the thread, thread?
The one that controls your head, head.
When you’re laying alone in your bed, bed.
Thinking of what others have said, said.
Beyond what you now know, know.
There is information to show, show.
It tells you where you will go, go.
To Heaven or Hell by what you sow, sow.
(part 4 of 5 for feature week!)
In and out we weave, we weave.
Ourselves and other we deceive, deceive.
Lies we are taught to believe, believe.
Original thought not free to conceive, conceive.
People all want to control, control.
Tell you what to put in your bowl, bowl.
Tell you what to believe in your soul, soul.
Until they bury you in a hole, hole.
Will you break the thread, thread?
The one that controls your head, head.
When you’re laying alone in your bed, bed.
Thinking of what others have said, said.
Beyond what you now know, know.
There is information to show, show.
It tells you where you will go, go.
To Heaven or Hell by what you sow, sow.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Monday, October 4, 2010
I Miss You...
...by Rebecca Besser
(part 1 of 5 for her feature week!)
Six more days,
and I would have
held you in my arms.
I
hate that I lost you.
I never got to know
you, so how can I
miss
you so very much?
My special baby boy,
no one else can be
you.
I held you in the
hospital. Even though
you didn’t move in
my
arms. I kissed you
even though you
couldn’t feel my
love.
You will be part
of me forever. I’ll
always remember you,
and
will always hold you
in a special place in
my heart. Love will
always
be a part of my
memories of you.
I miss you, and always
will.
(part 1 of 5 for her feature week!)
Six more days,
and I would have
held you in my arms.
I
hate that I lost you.
I never got to know
you, so how can I
miss
you so very much?
My special baby boy,
no one else can be
you.
I held you in the
hospital. Even though
you didn’t move in
my
arms. I kissed you
even though you
couldn’t feel my
love.
You will be part
of me forever. I’ll
always remember you,
and
will always hold you
in a special place in
my heart. Love will
always
be a part of my
memories of you.
I miss you, and always
will.
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