Soaring Higher

Why should I be afraid to fly?
And why should I be afraid to try?
When I was born to meet the sky;
I was born to meet the sky and fly!

I may fall once,
I may fall twice,
I may fall so many times,
But I will not fall always!
I will try again and again and fly!

Spread your wings now,
Get ready!
Let go of your fears
as you leave the ground.
Be prepared now, steady.
You’re getting better,
You’re flying faster,
You’re soaring higher up the sky!

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me and YOU

I am so small,
and You’re so BIG,
how can I ever love YOU
the way You love me?

Sometimes I hate myself
for just being me,
yet how wrong am I
to think that way.

For I am me
because of You,
and You gave up part of You,
so I can be me.

Please help me Lord,
to live with gladness;
Knowing that I am me,
and believing that each moment,
I shall be more of You!

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Why Not?

You ask me why I’m happy?

I am happy because I have a great inheritance.
My Father is the King of the Universe,
And I am a daughter of royal blood.

My time never runs out
For my time is forever;
Never will I worry of the moment,
For mine are the eternal reaches of time.

My peace surpasses the understanding of the wisest men
For it is a peace that never shatters
With the most troubling shadows of the night.
It is a peace that comes from the spring of letting go,
Completely letting go.

You ask me why I’m happy?
I ask you rather, why not?

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Here (poem)

There are so many things,
I cannot understand,
Like space in all its vastness,
Like time that never ends.

Such things, which I cannot
Even grasp by the hand,
Like the music of the wind,
Like the glowing of the sun.

But though this is so,
I shall forever keep,
All things, which are to me
So good and very dear.

Not of course in my mind
Where there is emptiness and doubt,
Nor with my hands
Which cannot even hold.

But here, here in my heart,
Where there is peace,
Where there is love,
Where there is YOU!

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A Little Cloud

A little tear, a little crying,

For not all of life is smiling;

A little cloud, a little rain,

Though the sun is always shining.

A little pain, a little aching,

So our hearts can keep on growing;

A little cross to see the right,

A little night before the light!

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