Paradise Lost

The sky writhes in pain
It’s cloud – veins twisting and bulging
It’s heartbeat- the thunder
shudders and thuds with power.
And finally,
silver blood drops down , spattering the earth
And we look up, from traveling it’s dusty bones .
We are Paradise Lost.

DD

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Surprised by Sunrise (a poem)

by Danielle Dumas


Sometimes in the darkest hours 

We rise, from our sleepless bed

And look out into the endless night.

We pull on our boots and coats 

And jam a hat over our ears.

And while no one notices,

we wipe away a tear.

We open the frost covered door

and step into the cold.

Hunching our shoulders,

we stride across the snow.

We find a tree and lean against its weight.

Wearily; we slide down to sit at its base.

And searching the black, black sky

We sigh 

and wait,

and wait.

And in it’s own time —

We see a sliver of light.

Pushing through

the leaden sky.

Then another ray pierces through.

It is joined by its brothers 

and interwoven,

fits, like a puzzle .

But then our gazes turn sharply towards the east 

Where with a fiery blast of heat

The sun dances on the horizon.

Our eyes water as its searing light

Conquers all remaining night.

Lining the world in blazing gold.

It shouts to us to have hope!

Standing up from our knees, we realize 

We have to shield our eyes.

And at the same time wonder how we can always be

Surprised by every sunrise.

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True Strength (part 2 of 2) a poem

Strength, part 2 of 2 (a poem)

Danielle Dumas


You take away

what I cannot give.

Your lips shape the words,

that flatten me with grief.


My heart a sieve-

it seizes

the chance to whisper to me

‘He cannot love you-or else how can this be?’


Help my unbelief!

Fury and fear bind me,

When will I be free?

But into this storm of me,

You speak gently:


“To you; child, your birth was a great mystery,

and so your death will be.

What I do, I do.

No one advises me.

It is not for you to know,

the reasons I understand.

My ways are not your ways,

My plans, not your plans.

But as for Me, loving you-

You already know that I do.

Truly, only one Person ever-

died for you.”


Have mercy on me Lord!

You know I am but dust.

Humbly fashioned, and so frail

I’m demolished by Life’s gusts.


“I am your eternal Father. 

And when you are done…

You will sit beside me

Your face shining like the sun,

as I tell you our story-

your moment of time,

interwoven with My glory. “

 

True Strength (a poem) Part 1 of 2)

Strength (a poem; part 1 of 2)

by Danielle Dumas


You hold me 

In the palm of Your hand.

When I kneel, 

You stand.


Your love covers me

And shows me I am free.

When I step closer,

You are there, waiting.


When I turn away-

You stay.

You are power and light

But You do not use 

Your might

Against me.


You are on my side-

always.

How can I fear?

You are everywhere.


(Because You hear and see

And fight for me!)

Your love is complete,

and unending.


Your hand is not a fist.

With your other hand

you do not take

What I do not give.


How can I resist

such gentleness?

Because of Your love to me,

I can rest. And I am free.


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iPhone photo by Danielle Dumas

Christmas Medley (A poem)

by Danielle Dumas

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Twinkle twinkle little star,

How I wonder at who You are.

Up above the world so high

You came near, shining Your light.

Pointing the way-to all who want to see:

to a tiny stable, and a newborn baby.

 

Lay down your sweet head

and listen. Instead

of angel choirs–hear Mary humming

haltingly; but sweet and low

Pondering the things she does know.

 

And in a nearby field,

(while shepherds watched by night)

angels appeared! Telling all

to go worship and follow the light.

 

And farther away still,

wise men from the east,

came seeking You, to kneel

at Your feet.

 

Oh night divine-

Oh star of wonder, star of night!

Draw us nearer,

Let us hear

the angel’s voices! And

Guide us to thy perfect light.

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photo by Danielle Dumas

Winter (a poem)

by Danielle Dumas

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There’s something about winter

When the bitter

Cold 

Bites through your clothes

And everyone knows

The darkest hours are here.

Trees are stripped bare of their

Gold

Showing their bark -bones beneath.

Watercolor rain falls, freezing into

The ground.

The world is silent, watchful and waiting 

Listening for that unheard sound

Untold

To us, but sung to them

A seasons hymn 

Of reason and times

Of rhythms and rhymes.

And those who wait and hope

Steadfastly

Will once again see

Bold 

Sunlight chasing away the dark.

Behold!

Winter has given birth to Spring.

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Fire and Water Prayer (a poem)

by Danielle Dumas

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Be the fire in my heart,

A pure, white-hot flame:

May it devour the darkness,

May I never be the same.

 

Let the fire

blaze high–

When my enemies draw near.

Let it scorch deceit; let it smother lies.

 

Be the rain in my soul-

Will you quench my thirst?

…My yearning, my wandering,

My pain and my hurt.

 

With steady gentleness

fall into my soul,

Make me a river

Out of this dry soil.

 

Where  fire and water meet–

let them combine.

May my tides

Be anchored, by Your deep.

 

Be the music in my mind,

A melody strong and sweet.

May it surge with compassion

And soar with thoughts of Thee.

 

You are the fire in my heart

A pure, white-hot flame.

devouring my darkness,

I will never be the same.