When I don’t understand
Direction cast askew
Let soul speak of knowing
Lord I’ll depend on You

When can’t take it no more
Weary through and through
Lifting tired bones
Lord I’ll depend on You

When ego shouts its rage
Frustration starts to brew
Turn to Spirits voice
Lord I’ll depend on You

When conflict arises
Perceptions misconstrue
Let humbleness arise
Lord I’ll depend on You

When life comes to an end
Judgment time is due
A sinner’s hope for mercy
Lord I’ll depend on You

Pocket of Silence

Through all of the noise
Past thoughts in my head
Through peripheries glance
Spirit has led

A turning to prayer
The parallel way
Of life divine
In moment to stay

A pocket of silence
A soft dwelling place
The treasure is found
The answer is grace

Light of the glowing
Rebirth from within
In binding with You
A new vision begin

The Sunset Go

Sitting and watching
The sunset go
Perfect the ending
Of each day You show

As light is fading
All answer the call
To rest in the quiet
As peace covers all

Moonlight on watch now
A calming song sings
Trusting in comfort
Your providence brings

If we will partake
In gift here to see
Hear Spirit now whisper
Come share it with me

Senses Gift

A mornings’ time
That’s spent with thee
How wonderful
For us to be

To take stock
Of blessings sent
Each moment lived
That You present

With eye of heart
Of sight to see
With ear to hear
Your sweet beauty

With sense to feel
A touch of skin
Of fragrance deep
Breath to draw in

A savors’ taste
Or sour sweet
A sixth sense
Of prayer complete

Let’s pause this day
To exercise
The senses gift
For the wise

Prayer of Exhaling

Muscles are tight
Stress here prevailing
Surrender unto
A prayer of exhaling

Acknowledging Presence
You are always here
You know of my challenge
We’ll release it to prayer

In breath of the deep
Let Spirit now flow
Infusion of trust
Now let all go

Breath of the cleansing
Exhaling, replay
Peace of the stilling
Let love find its’ way

Presence Real

On knee before You
With an offered prayer
Please bless this time
In Your presence here

In power of Presence
Please now be real
Of mysteries gift
To human reveal

Cast away doubt
Spirit flow through
True faith believing
The graces of You

Open the gateway
Let us adore
Unbounded surrender
Flow though my pores

Oh mystery great
Past this world transcend
Let mind just believe
And let soul comprehend

A Gift of Garbage

There is nothing they want
There is nothing they need
That they don’t own
To some gift, we concede

A confection of plastic
Some junk to amuse
Electronic gadget
Are gifts that we choose

On Christmas day
A fake, thanks for that man
By the end of the 12th
They’re in the trash can

The gifts of this planet
Abused by man’s hands
Forced in the slave shops
Are fruits of gifts plans

So, make a donation
Or pen them a prayer
The gift of you
Is a great one to share

Don’t trash the planet
To tell someone you care
For all that it shows
Is that we’re not aware

Based upon an article by George Monbio