Alas her spirit did appear, beyond the Holy gate,
Looking for those outstretched arms, of angels all around.
Just for comfort here awhile, upon the Holy Ground
I listened as she cried a name,
Who forever, she thought, was gone
And to feel the sorrow of a love she felt was doomed.

May I stay and rest my soul awhile,
or at least, till my heart is healed,
back to that of a child.
Falling to her knees upon this Holy Ground,
She saw that life was heartless
Along with everything around.
Angels began singing, knowing her hearts desire,
A sickness, deep had stricken her so she'd give up the fight.

Se was told there was no basis for her love
Yet the peace, he yearned was all that she knew.
Her young lost soul was searching for a peaceful place to go,
And here upon this Holy Ground, at least the angels glowed.

A few days passed with her regaining strength.
Then a hand touched her heart, showing her the plan.
Your time on earth is not quite through
Please don't fight the fate!
Even though your at the end of your rope,
Alas, there's always hope.
So gather spirits, calm and sweet, look upon his face.
Chances are his heart shares your yearning for this place.
Princess_LoveStar©

Look at the ruins there at my feet...
The remnants of heart as I admit defeat.
A struggle to retain a most precious gift
appears at an end as I witness the rift.

The giving of self, a most worthwhile task;
fulfillment of soul without being asked.
The sharing and laughter, the knowing and care;
the indescribable joy while you are there.

Then with an unsuspected release
you find your thoughts no longer at peace...
Grieving for loss of a part of your heart,
when ‘twas set in your mind you never would part.

The wisdom of age could turn you most cold.
It could make you timid, it could make you bold.
Do you gamble in future to let spirit fly
or do you withdraw and sit idly by?

As life plays out to the end of your days,
some of your choices will heavily weigh.
So remember the joy and the ecstasy found;
don't welter in ruins there on the ground.
Linda2001©

Whatever we believe or don't
are private sacred thoughts.
Others follow their own hearts
not what our words have wrought.
Linda2001©

Lessons of life brought to mind,
like stone built on stone.
Forming the foundation
that is our's alone.

Each structure is unique;
each builder his own plan.
Shaped from within and without
and forged with the spirit of man.
Linda2001©

My walls of self protection,
were they protecting me?
Or did they merely keep hidden
the things I need to see?
Every time that I'd get hurt
was another brick in the wall
Walls so thick, I shut me out
where no one could hear me at all
I got so claustrophobic
that I could barely breathe
I'd wake up every morning
to more than a dry heave
My walls were closing in on me
I had to break out soon
For I was eating nothing
but my own darkness with a spoon
So with that spoon I dug away
at all the cracks and stone
Until I saw the Light of day
I had felt so all alone
And now as I step into the light
away from my own wall
I can see what life can offer
I can hear mother nature's call
And in the Light of Life's embrace
I can watch my walls crumble
With every hurtful brick that falls
in the darkness I'll no longer fumble
for here in the Light of Life I stand
to see what I could not
That my walls of self protection
was the demon that I fought
emmarie©

The life that was around me lay
a ruined shell of rot and decay
Whilst still could be seen the order that once was
the senses still feel the ravage time does
But through this sad scene, the seeds of new life
nature reclaiming through all of the strife
And overlooking the remains of all that man wrought
a higher 'presence' that man and nature has sought
I think of my life as that desolate shell,
and you as that presence discovering my hell
How new life began in the shell of old
shredding all of my dark and black, bitter cold
With you and 'our son', a new life begun
and from those ruins I gladly do run
far away from the old, to the rest of my life
with the angel I love, my lover and wife
Pipedreams©

I had a startling vision one night
while sleeping in my bed
I saw the Virgin Mother Mary
and she was dressed in red.

It wasn't the reddish color
that you may see adorn a rose
and not the color of a fruit
that everybody knows.

You see it looked a little faded
as if it were left out in the rain
and as I took a closer look
I could see it was blood stains.

I asked, "Is that the blood of Jesus
from when He was carried to the tomb?"
"No", she replied, "It's from the times
that I've cried through days of gloom."

As I peered up to her face
I could see something was wrong
a tear of blood fell from her eye
that seemed to go on and on.

She added, "There's too much violence
with too many wars in too few years
too much ignorance as souls grow cold
that have caused my bleeding tears.

One final thing that she said to me
before the vision drifted away
"Put all of your faith in Jesus
if for only a moment of your day."
dawg_isblue ©

Granted the peace of eternity
a loved one leaves behind.... echoing
only the songs of sweet serenity

Welcomed into a halo world
a loved one looks down
a once earthen angel
in my heart she did dwell
no longer is her pain
of this unholy hell
she now walks relived
upon virgin, holy ground

A spiritually perfect love
...a true belonging
strike forcibly with the tutelage
...of a loving devotion
diminish the stone walling
...of a grieving frustration
paying homage to thee, I adorn
...our eternal homecoming

Missing you, my lovely one
I journey with the yoke,
...of loneliness
upon hellish unholy ground
not knowing ,if ever to be found
if ever to be without, question of my doubts
...until my time is done

Grant me the peace
of eternity
awaiting the time once more
to hear ,the songs
of your serenity
when we shall walk together
together... upon your holy ground
where she now walks,
I know I belong.
Holderof©

Come my love,
Take my hand
Come closer,
Let me hold you

Do not look back,
Jericho's walls have crumbled
Once mighty Gomorrah has fallen
Rest in my assurance
We are no longer imprisoned
In this place of desolation,
Despair, doom, destruction

This place created by our love,
Through no intent of our own

Close your eyes now
Let me lull you to sleep
With tales of gossamer winged seraphim's,
And of rainbows that come
With the warmth of the sun
Soon after the storm's rage

This storm's fury will too end, so
Sleep now my love,
And I will sing you a lullaby, here,
Among love's ruins, for
Eden awaits us
Just one step beyond
These decaying walls of stone
Trev25©

A child worn down with despair
Not aware of what lies there
Looks up only to see
Two great arms beckoning

Come forth unto the light
You no longer have to fight
Join me here through the gate
See what peace comes with fate

I've seen the tears that you cry
I watch you looking at the sky
I've heard your thoughts of death
You know that is the only thing left

You are of no worth here
Come, let me dry the tears
Let me hold you in my arms
I will keep you out of harm

The child's expression starts to change
The feeling inside is something strange
Nothing has felt like this before
Slowly the child walks toward the door

One last tear that must be shed
Final thoughts going through his head
Even as his mind starts to wonder
He knows not that he is in danger

He took his life to be free
But now the tears fall constantly
He was not worthy to walk the holy ground
And instead finds himself hell bound
Epic Myst©

Do you possess the strength
To withstand the barriers?
Do you think you have it in you
To pass the many tests?
Do you hold the answers
To the questions asked?
Do you have what it takes
To walk the holy ground?

Are you prepared
To fall into the depths of hell?
Are you aware
Of the burning flames of reality?
Are you ready
To leave the land of the living?
Are you determined
To battle the flames before you?

Can you prove yourself worthy
To pass through the gate?
Can you face the consequences
That accompany your fate?
Can you show me
Exactly what it takes?
Can we work together
To walk the holy ground?
Epic Myst©

People come from miles around
To stand upon the holy ground
The magic of the ancient ruins
Withstands the passage of many moons
The soul is filled with quiet peace
All your troubles seem to cease
In this place where angels rest
A sanctuary at it's best
Shadow Whysper©

Form the castles keep all was quiet but for the sounds of death
As many a wounded soldier drew and exhaled his last breath
With dust and debris form crumpled walls of rock and stone
Trying to hide from view the bloody sights that might be shown
And even with the healing arts applied by the helpful druids
The ground ran red like a river with life's most precious fluids
And from the depths of one battered and wounded soul
Was drawn a cry of despair from pains unbearable toll
And from the heavens in answer came mercy to his calls
Swift its answer as released from pain his lifeless body falls
Messenger of death or winged angel of earthly pains release
That day it was for him to bring many their final rest in peace
Be it now a thousand year that have but come and gone by
And still is it a place that shows too many came here to die
Mark thee well these runes holding battles, memories and fears
For it is a most holy place that even earns the angels tears
Bear1Mage©
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