Temporary passenger... When I created my own truce on refraining  from veering the inclination of my confused  heart but not being lived for to the fullest,  I hear the calling of my pen but was uncertain on the topic of what to scribble on. I know I was dared as a writer to quench the thirst of  those who also wish to reflect on this Lenten Season.  I will love to ask if the reflection they wished for  is it only for this season?  Or merely from now to forevermore?  I followed my senses whilst it gyrates.  to search the unsearchable, find the things that I have already seen. I feel incomplete yet thankful to understand that I am human, still breathing, I have so much time to spread love.  Which is so mysterious, digging it up to the pit but still, some of my questions remained unanswered Life is what it is, and no words could ever give the real meaning.  Of our purpose except emptying ourselves in our gypsies through...

Helen Sarita and I have completed poem 23 out of 30. We are 6 poems away from our book... A Love that Never Wilted I met you in a crowded mall. Your beauty was immense. Your hair was so silky and shiny. Your eyes as vibrant as your smile I fell instantly in love with you. And knew you were the woman of my dreams. And of my future So, we loved Cared for each other Made every minute count So, we then married A white wedding with many flowers and children We built a family with your beauty and kindness. Life was perfect Our children were perfect. Our love and marriage were perfect. I thanked God for you and our children. I was on top of the world. I loved you greatly I cherished you so much. You were my flower My wife My Love And I was so happy to be in Love with You; A Love that Never Wilted. Daniel Franklin ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Even the summer drought couldn't dry the love that we've shared To smile with the...

Dancing with you,  I moved to the lyrics you cherish,  singing along with me. Gracefully swaying, I was moved by your love.  Your gentle smile revealed your emotions.  For many years, you watched me with sighs.  Enchanted by the magic in my gaze,  I spun like the tide and fluttered like fireflies.  You admired my calmness and self-control.  A woman in love with you, rendering you a joyful fool.  We yearned to reunite for so long. I prayed to God,  seeking to avoid sin. We shed tears, yet we must remain strong.  Our lives are not solely our own.  Jesus takes pride as I beckon you to heed His call.  I vowed to safeguard our souls.  Your respect and love will grow with the distance.  Our dance remains unthreatened, for we understand its essence. (c) Helen Sarita

WRITTEN BY  Deborah Brooks Langford  AND Helen Sarita Dedicated To Helen Sarita The Angel had a voice. She spoke to me in simple words. With no need for knowledge This angel took my soul. And with her precious words. She gave it life The angel lives on the other side of the world. She flies with the wind. The breeze blows her beautiful hair. In a field of lavender Stands this beautiful angel name, Helen That connects with my soul. A beauty from the word go. Is this angel from long ago. Debbie Brooks (c) DEDICATED TO Deborah. My soul always talks to yours. I can feel the harmony of the two. Thanks for your sweet soul-making mine fresh and alive too I feel without you, my confidence will also go. They believe in me; that is because of you. You lift me up to the highest skies, and people gaze me up because you first do I know my worth because you've shown me through. Even in our busy moments, your soul keeps her eyes on me, and my h...