Three Poems, Two Women, One Friendship

The Real Christmas flower

A regal and elusive beauty
Blooming from a buzzling city
Always ready to spread her spiritual generosity
A trait that made her admirable to many
A loyal and staunch ally
A pure heart whom I can always rely
She might bloom as an ordinary DAISY
But she’ll always be the real Christmas flower for me

– jose paolo calcetas

read more… in  Confessions of a Dragon Scribe

A Butterfly My Hands Can Never Hold

I want to touch it, I want to try
But if I do so, away it might fly
I’d rather not have my desire be told
So I won’t lose the butterfly…
My hands can never hold.

–  jose paolo calcetas

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I am lifted up held in your palm

I cry at your feet, your beautiful feet.
You still my restless mind.
Your springs of water fill me.
I am lifted up held in your palm.

– libby fraser

read more… in my WALK with GOD today