I completely forgot about the ones I wrote in the first post. SO glad I stopped by again!
Here are a few of my favorite writings. All have deep underlying meaning, and most are directly related to my life and past experiences in some way. Feel free to ask anything about any of them.
~God bless
~Timeless Love~What wondrous ways to show His power,
Sure signs of His grace and glory.
Each piece with its own story,
Grows steadily under golden shower.
Towers of green rise with haste,
Covering the ground with fluttering shadow,
Like butterflies drifting and breathing shallow.
Each fallen needle together...laced.
Wondrous giants ever quiet and watchful
Ascend past cloud more through the ages,
Like a child staring at a books thousand pages,
At the road to awe ahead, intent, thoughtful.
Sitting and waiting to feel God's hands again
Joyously standing through thunderous rain.
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© 2008, Aaron Sullard
~Untitled~There are things I'd love to say,
For not love's sake,
But petty conversation;
From the truth we'd go astray,
As if the heart were not awake.
The truth? Love is my inspiration.
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© 2009, Aaron Sullard
~Profundum~The broken glass is calling,
With deep blue eyes hypnotized,
Reflections made to mesmerize,
A gleaming sheet devouring consciousness.
Gaze unbroken looks upon
The essence of thy soul
So cold, by embracing, wholly,
Freezing wine, for which thine heart desires.
Memories of old are piercing
Through the framework of thy cells,
Op'ning paths to memoirs amass,
Now languish all the more.
From harrowing, reprieve.
Still deeper, holding those dear...forever.
__________________
© 2009, Aaron Sullard
~Angels~The lights go dim
And the stage goes black.
The audience listens
For the first foot step.
Like a beacon at night
The first dancer sings,
With arms of emotion
Flowing elegantly.
They paint the stage
With body and soul,
While gliding on air
Like the first winter snow.
Passion from heaven
Ripples through hearts,
By the grace of a dancer,
The purest of art.
Beautiful jewels,
Who melt all with a glance.
God gave us these,
Our angels to dance.
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© 2009, Aaron Sullard
'Unfinished'In my thoughts it slumbers,
Awaits the rising tide.
For when the lit moon shines,
Blind hope dances on,
Slowly swaying to the stars,
Like the crest's ascent to sky.
Once the time is right,
Hope is calmly roused
By the gentlest of breezes.
An enchantress stirs unknowingly,
A monster, my weakness
In the deep, disguised.
Hope's wings flutter forth,
Allurement comes in full.
But, as the heart gets more entwined,
The threads begin to fray
And snap in pain.
The leviathan emerged.
The colossus seizes all
Heart and mind with haste,
In a spindrift of fury
Breaking all chances
For spark to switch to flame.
Hope completely fades.
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© 2009, Aaron Sullard
~Forever's Lament/Picture On The Wall~The elegant soul I now see;
The figure in this hall
Transcends the fairest dreams.
Please stay there, do not fade
To a shadow in time.
I know change will come
As it does for everyman.
But, will I come to terms
Once the change is done,
If change ends at all?
You say my heart is strong,
But will my soft heart fall?
Here shall always lay this memory,
A constant yearning for
Such moments of perfection.
Whatever happens,
Remember you are my love.
In this glimpse of heaven know
You'll always be my one.
The picture on this wall.
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© 2009, Aaron Sullard
~De Spiritus~Heaven hails and hell hordes
That which the righteous gain
God's promise holds
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© 2010, Aaron Sullard
~~Vision ~~Part 1: In My Dream I Saw HerIn my dream I saw her...I see a little girl in the distance...
3 or 4 years old.She sees me and her eyes go bright, like delicate stars on auroral night.
She screams with joy and begins to run with smile divine.
I crouch low hands yearning forward,
Hoping this innocence is truth...
truly her.This beautiful child reaches my grasp...
MY child!I wrap my arms around her; she surrounds my neck with hers.
I lift her from the earth, into safety, my protection,
While I plant a kiss on her rose-red cheek.
Her love beams joy to my soul, calling tears from above.
The greatest feeling a father could ever receive...
our hearts in full embrace.In my dream I saw her...__________________
© 2010, Aaron Sullard
Part 2: In This Dream I Heard HimIn this dream I heard Him...I hear a gentle whisper...
seems far, feels near.This word a sense of harmony, a light allowing me to see.
There is no sound, but trembles, like a caress of braille.
Sifting through the soul, my heartstrings culled,
I read pulses by the strum...
this Ubiquity can only be One."What?" I ask... "What does this beautiful child mean!?
Will You send her here and nurture her per my hands?
Why bestow this little girl? Why in {just?} a dream?"
I've blessed you so very much... more than you can understand,
And, now, with just a glimpse of how it feels... when you run to Me.
As for your inquiries... You'll see...In this dream I heard Him...__________________
© 2010, Aaron Sullard
~Trial and Error~ {first rough draft. everything pending.}I look upon the years gone past
And cannot comprehend
How I got to where I stand,
From the sea of endless sorrow,
To where I am in Your loving grasp.
I passed much pain
{or did I?},My body cut with deaths and lives,
With lies, knives, and suicide.
This was all I saw to be truth;
I was a child alone in the rain.
I cried out my soul,
Hoping tears would erase memory.
...Layed next his lifeless body...I lost the one whom I told all.
My heart was never whole.
I felt guilt,
Indescribable guilt that kills.
Why didn't he use pills?
A misplaced bullet? Did I deserve the same?
Maybe my flowers would not wilt.
I found a light, but it faded.
More than once it broke my heart,
Though I did not say at the start.
That was until it broke my trust.
To love it made me jaded.
I hurt those I loved,
Wielding aimless unjustified rage,
But something happened in my cage,
Beyond rib and blood, the flesh.
He broke through, my God from above.
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© 2010, Aaron Sullard