Covenant to My Ten

 Covenant to My Ten

From our connection comes rejection, nowhere to hide,

I pledge to stay standing right here at your side,

When ego rises and pushes apart,

I will not run from the work of the heart.

When distance appears and the darkness is shown,

I will remember I’m never alone,

For every resistance the soul must face

Is the Creator preparing a place.

I pledge now to hold to the line,

To see all your greatness and make it mine,

To bow to the friends when pride wants to win,

And ask for the strength to include us within.

If anger or judgment begins to arise,

I’ll fight for our love, not the ego’s disguise,

I’ll pray for your hearts before praying for me,

That in our connection the Creator will be.

No matter the fall, the shame, or the strain,

I p;edge here to return again,

To build what we can’t as one man alone—

A place in our bond where He makes His home.

Two Actions in The Dark

 “Two Actions in the Dark”

When the light fades out and the heart feels tight,

And the road ahead disappears from sight,

The fall is not to break the soul apart,

But to pull a prayer from deep in the heart.

Do not agree with the dark that you feel,

Do not accept it as something that's real,

Hold to the friends, to the path, to the plea,

And cry for the One who sets you free.

Rope of Love

 we fall into a hole and cant get out

go ahead scream and shout

it does no good because the hole your in

is the separation you feel within

that separation between the Creator and you

because we let desires of reception seep through

we dug it deep with every selfish plea

till the light was hidden, and we could not see

we claw at the walls with hands full of fear

but the way out was always quietly near

not by strength, and not by might

but by turning the heart back toward the light

for the hole was never made of earth and clay

it was built from the times we turned away

each thought for self, each moment of pride

stacked the stones that sealed us inside

but the second a prayer breaks out from the core

a crack appears in that prison floor

and through that crack a thin light streams

awakening forgotten dreams

then hand in hand with the friends we call

a rope of love is lowered into the hole

and pulling together, heart by heart

the climb to adhesion can finally start