Pieces of Poetry

This is a small offering, in light of the fact that everyone has a different point of view. The same situation, seen in all the eyes that bear the pain of life. Its not really finished yet, but its not so bad if ya give it a chance. :]

    

Step by Step

A little piece of poetry by Molly Buckingham

I walk my road, and I live my life.

Locked in the constant struggle, with worry and strife.

I walk, but now or then it's flight or fight, 

forcing the beauty and might of this light,

far in the darkness, its in my sight.

But never enough to be more then slight.

I march my way, under orders from those unseen,

these others far from those known as my brothers.

I will fight for their flight, in all the chaos of such things.
Just one explosion can topple Kings,
scared and alone, we fail to see the deepest dings.
In pride and honer, when brought so low
as to hurt those we know are slow.

I trudge my path, as every man must,
working to be the best above my lust.

Oh, how tepting to be tempted,
  when it seems there is no redemption.

Not for this deprived soul, is there any higher role,
                    yet to be played in this world we know is spoiled.                   

                                        Yet grace is everlasting and will not be casting us away,
                                although we may deserve all the fires of hell, the Lord has seen us clean.

March and Flow

As the flow of time marches steadily forward, each step, a step of action, purpose, and freedom. I feel in my feelings a feeling of poise. Pensively I wait, waiting for something more. And in my waiting, my weighting becomes to much. To much to bear on this sorry soul. I, the sorry one, once such a one, always to be known as such a sorry thing. Yet He, the One of Great Works. Although I cannot fathom Him in my mind of small spaces, in comparison I am small indeed. Small of mind? not me but you. All you who I know not. For not such a one could be of little thinking, for although small of mind our thinking often leads us far, we the human construct. Creations of the Creator, Sovereign of the universe, and  all outside of it. Beyond the thoughts of our being, and outside of our understanding lies the One who loves above all, and all He see's, He loves. What a blessing that He see's all. Yet I am reminded of the march and flow that shall forever rule this tiny life I stand connected too. So often of the utmost importance, yet of such little importance in the utmost of circumstances. Such circumstances being the will of the One, and all He deems so shall be so. And if it is so, he has deemed it be. Know this, one of small mind. He is Much and much is what He does in your life.

Moments of Our Lives

In deciding all the small moments in our lives, we build for ourselves how life as a whole will go....being that life as a whole is made up of a myriad of moments in which we make choices. Choices that shape who, and what we are, as well as what we could be someday.
    For example, if I were to spend every day of my young life learning math and things of the like, I suppose it would be obvious what I should do next. In my adult life I would spend my days doing much the same thing. Not because I enjoy math and science over much, but because its what I know, and I am used to it. Point being, we as humans, tend to stick to the familiar, and are taught that only the desperate and over all very outlandish people go out of their comfort zone's. Its just not the popular thing to do. Simply because we are to cowardly to venture out on our own.
    Those of us who do venture out are not alone. Those with the Lord in their hearts never fall very far, and if they do fall it is usually  to get them somewhere they need to be. The spectators see these falls a assume that it was the end of them, simply because all they can see is what is on the outside.When on the inside, such people grow strong and are blessed in the presence of the Lord. Just because you can't see right away doesn't mean its not there. And its because you cannot see it that it is called "Blind Faith".
    So I say to you, spend the moments of your life in the presence of God, and His son. For it is there that you will find the blessings and love in life that are meant for us all, and yet so few receive. It is there that we all might hope to fall and rise up in the mighty hands of God. I morn the moments in my life that I have wasted on things that will get me nowhere, and steal pieces of my soul. Now it is my honer that the Lord will restore these pieces of myself that I have lost to the world. Only in Him can I be innocent once again, only in His love can I be all that I can be. Not for myself, but for the glory of the Lord God my savior.

I Wanted to Be....Great

Ah. there is nothing in this life that can be compared to the moment you realize you have nothing you aspire to be. Not a hero, like a child. Nor popular like a teenager. Not a wife or mother, a grand mother, or even a wealthy independent. I have always been content to be just what I am, which isn't really anything. lol Just me.  I'm sure I have my strengths and weaknesses. I know I fail sometimes, but I also shine in moments of greatness, just the same as any other. In this, I am unique and normal at the same time, a contradiction, and a paradox, for how can someone be destined for great things if they have no great dreams?? There is simply no way. No starting point for the wonders to be born from. All greatness starts when one person realizes that they are worth more then what they are selling themselves for. That there is more out there then the small world they have trapped themselves in. That is when dreams come to be....the moment you allow yourself to have them, and believe.

Muzings of a Depressed Ninja

Fighting the emptiness. You imagine that you would be good at it, when the time comes for you. That when the whole world seems dark and grey; on the sunniest of days, you hope you have the strength to just get up in the morning, and are unsure how your day will end; Unsure if you will remember it when it is done. You might think that you can be more then what you are all by your lonesome, that you don't need God or good friends and family. But when a time comes such as this, and all you think about is your endless failings, and what you are unable to accomplish, how weak you feel....it will eat you alive. You didn't even have a chance, so, no matter how you think it will go, you are wrong. Don't believe me? You will when it happens to you.
    But do not despair before your time, you yet have much to live for, and your days remain filled with light. Relish the freedom of mind you now possess. And endeavor never to release it, in search of anything better. As long as you have God, and his children in your life....this may never happen to you. Thank Him every day you have your innocence, and saver it.

Face's of the Past

     I was looking through my old photo's of myself on FB, and I found a bunch of people that I used to know. Some of them where sad, some where mad and hurt, some had trust issues....and some where happy. Those where the ones I missed the most. The happy ones. They had something so fleeting, that people spend their whole lives striving for, but can never find. Not because of any failings on their part, but simply because they were looking for it. Happiness is like that, it likes to sneak up on you, not to be pursued. I mean...whats the fun in that? Haha those people in the picture were so caught up in their own worlds, they didn't realize that they were perfectly content to be precisely where they were at.
     What I failed to realize until recently, is that although those people may have my face, they are not me. I was them. But no more, so something I have to come to terms with is that I should not be looking over my shoulder, mourning the happiness I once felt, and left in the past. Nor should I look ever more into the future, simply to worry for what is to come, and what I can not change. I simply endeavor to live and feel, in the here and now. So that not one moment is wasted on foolishness, and all I have to give, is given to all.

Can I just clarify that I know musings isnt spelled with a z, I just like the way it looks. :]