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Wrapped Around My White Flag

Wrapped Around My White Flag

thewonderhuman - Wednesday, June 19, 2024

painting by Clare Elsaesser  You have my attention, I see love on the throne. Give you my affection, no it's not my own.  Unspoken words entangled with songs in the night - like the books without pages our hearts can read. You have my devotion. Give you all oh my King, I lay down my emotions... undone, unseen.  In that secret place, His secret place, as pure as it can be. . . I've tasted, the sweetest melodies brought to life by His breath. I've seen, a glimpse of His all-consuming radiance in every tear shed.  Yes you are... found…

2023 : Where You Lead Me I will Follow

2023 : Where You Lead Me I will Follow

thewonderhuman - Sunday, January 01, 2023

I've seen how empty life is without the Lord. I've seen how exhausting the journey is to be lukewarm with Him. I've seen how restless I can be when I burden myself with tasks, things, and decisions that are not approved by Him. I've seen the horrors of disobedience, and have been bled dry by all the unnecessary wounds that came along with it.  Psalms 34:8 has a sobering verse that reads " Taste and see that the Lord is good. Blessed is the one who takes refuge in Him".  Ah, once we truly  taste and see His goodness, i…

A Poem for Our Frontliners and Covid-19 Warriors

A Poem for Our Frontliners and Covid-19 Warriors

thewonderhuman - Monday, March 16, 2020

Painting by Craig Stephens "CALL OF DUTY"  Written by Bea Jalandoni (thewonderhuman) Bodies tired from little sleep nor eating time at all, Standing, walking long hours, running for lives on the line Minds strained from the persistent mindful decisions to make and call, and the ripples and consequences to endure or rejoice over, Hearts broken for limits that can’t be helped, deaths to witness and declare, families to console, Souls weary from all of these, yet carrying the greatest risk Questioning if it's sti…

Kiss Those Little Feet

Kiss Those Little Feet

thewonderhuman - Wednesday, January 31, 2018

I'll kiss those little feet, while they're tiny enough to hold, I'll kiss those little feet, while they still fit in the palm of my hands, I'll kiss those little feet, while they're vulnerable and cold, I'll kiss those little feet, while they're too small for you to stand I'll kiss those little feet, even if you're tired and sleeping, I'll kiss those little feet, even if playtime made you soiled and dirty, I'll kiss those little feet, even if you say "no no no" and keep laughing, …

#161 : Autumn, where have you been.

#161 : Autumn, where have you been.

thewonderhuman - Wednesday, September 09, 2015

It's been months. I have forgotten to savor the rawness of my emotions. I crave the words that used to strike a chord that reverberates through, I long for smell of dried leaves and fainted flowers, the cool mist and stillness before dawn, I yearn for the kiss of warmth as the sun greets me with awe, When I close my eyes, and travel through time - the future, I must say - I can see clearly, I can strongly taste, and I can loudly hear, moments that breathe life to this dream. Oh, Autumn. Red, orange leaves beautifully scatte…

Day 147 : Who Am I?

Day 147 : Who Am I?

thewonderhuman - Monday, January 12, 2015

I was once a girl who used to write because of - dreams long- yearned for but have not yet come to pass, unwritten songs and left over poetry, how the world is treating her and how she thinks of the world, bewildering images of her fears, worries and doubts, scattered thoughts and a flight of emotions, so many questions, and unanswered prayers, how circumstances are at the moment, what she sees lacking, what she thinks should be, scars and fragments of a painful past Through God's grace, I am learning, I am growing, to be more …