SUDDENLY

Suddenly
Abruptly
Without warning
The quake will be felt
The earth will split
Panic will stir in the very hearts
Of men on earth
The skies will darken
Indeed
They will darken
Hearts will melt
Fear will grasp the very mind of man
Fear
Fear of the unknown
Fear what is happening
Around them
The stench of death
Will engulf the nostrils of all those
That witness this most great catastrophe
And where to run
To escape this great wrath
That is being out-poured on earth
Man will curse
The very God that can save them
The skies will split
As one splits an apple
Yes
The heavens will open
Exposing the brightness
The wonder
The beauty
Man will look up
See the Great One
See Him riding forth
Coming for His people
A people that have yearned
To see the Great One
Oh for those that fear
Have no fear
Look up
For your Redeemer comes forth
With outstretched arms
A forgiving One
A loving One
A saving One
Have no fear
For He will save you
If you so want
He will save you

Gail Adams April 30 2011

Today

Today I watched as an old man bent over to pick up something off the sidewalk
His movements were slow
The arch on his back seemed to enlarge as he bent down
His knees were stiff
Leaving him to reach from the waist
It seemed a lifetime before he started to make his way back up
He studied his find
To me it looked like a coin
But I wasn’t certain on the denomination
He rubbed his face with his free hand
As wondering what kind of coin he had found
He studied it ever so closely
He then looked up
And saw me watching
He forced a small smile
Then looked back at the coin
Again, his attention seemed to dwell on me
And, our eyes met
I could see deep down into those eyes
See the little boy that once dwelt inside of him
Saw the young teen full of vigour
And I saw the young adult
His eyes told so much
They told of his achievements
His happiness
His sadness
His eyes displayed his life as if it were a motion picture
I read his entire life
In that glance
His eyes then became distant
Cold
I wondered perhaps I had annoyed him
Because of me staring
But, he seemed to look right past me
As if seeing someone else standing where I now stand
I wondered what he was thinking
What he was seeing
As he stared right through me
I watched as this old man
Who was so feeble
Barely putting one foot in front of the other
I watched as he again examined his coin
A find to him
Yet it was nothing to all those that passed by the same coin
The coin seemed to draw on his memory bank
Bringing his past into the present
I would loved to have asked him what he was thinking
Would have loved to have heard his story
Heard about his life
But as I was dwelling on the thoughts
He turned and dropped the coin again
And walked away
I walked up
Picked up the coin
Reading the back of the coin
V-E-Day
V-E-Day

Gail Adams April 26th 2011

Desert

Am I to be as the desert
With its vastness
Spreading itself across the lands
Will anything grow on me
Do I run from hot to cold
In a matter of hours
Am I not something to stand in awe over
And see the depth
And the breadth of me
Does anyone take time to explore this
Immeasurable one
Who has discovered this new land
Explored it to its utmost
Who has taken time to walk its lands
From north to south
From east to west
Has anyone taken time
To discover all there is to this great land
Who has patience
Who is willing
To walk the lands
Feel the sand under your feet
Feel the air as it brushes across your face
To feel the thirst
And to feel the immense heat
That explodes at noon
And the chill of night
Who is willing
To find this all new land
With its many dips
And valleys
Who is willing to tread across the land
In search of the end
To find all there is to find
Who is willing

Gail Adams April 24/11

TO FIND ME

Why do I search out who I am
my mind
and my feet
taking me here and there
searching
and
searching
where would that person
that is me
to be found
oh, where
Am I to be found
in those I meet
in those I become
closer than a brother
can I be found
in those that briefly
brush through my life
bringing me happiness
bringing me sadness
such memories
I have
tucking themselves
so neatly within my head
memories that have implanted themselves
and
deeply pushing their roots well within
some to become as clouds passing by
others as an oak
solid and strong
can I be found hidden within these memories
Is this who makes me, me
This is where I might be found
Found within all those that I meet
those that have left their mark on me
Yes, this is where I am to be found

Gail Adams April 24/11

Our Spirits

Daily
My true self
That person
Who dwells in this shell
Absorbs other spirits
Spirits that encourage
Spirits that bring me joy
There are spirits of anger
And those of temptation
And frustration
And spirits of happiness
Count the spirits
That cross my path
Which ones enter
And
Which ones do I close the door on
Which ones change my very mood
And can create in me such a different path
Than one that I was walking on
How easily we fall prey
Blindly being led
From place to place
Why do we weaken
To such spirits
That cause such havoc
Within my soul
For I am weak
But I am strong
My body falls prey
But my soul
Does not
For I have dwelling in me
He who was
He who is
And
He who will be
For greater is He
Who dwells in me
Than he that is in
The world

Gail Adams April 11/11

Born In This Period Of Time

We were born in this period of time
This period
This moment in time
For what purpose
Why now
We need to search out
What our purpose is
To be here
In the now.

Gail Adams April 8 2011

Faith
Faith stirs the very being
Of someone in search of it
Faith
To bring into the present
What lies beneath the veil
Faith
To dream a dream
And make it reality
Faith
Oh, how we lack faith
Faith to accomplish
That which we dream
Oh how faith dribbles in
Teasing us
Beckoning us
To step into the deep
Oh to take the first step
How difficult
Like a child
Taking their first step
We too
Must step
Into the deep
How deep is the waters
You ask
Deep
Very deep
But we must make that first step
It awaits us
Calling us
Oh
Where is your faith
Why do we doubt
When we are told
By the Almighty
That we, too, can bring our dreams
About
Yet
We linger
Why are we lingering
We lack faith
We lack the faith
That we so desire
We have lost out on so much
Dreams gone by the wayside
Desires filtered out
Through our minds
Our dreams
Desires
Are there
Hidden behind the veil
What is wrong with us
Cannot you see
It is there
Awaiting you
Yet you lack faith
You lack faith

Gail Adams April 6 2011

Trust

When you have been hurt
Why is it so difficult
To find trust
When it has so hidden itself
From you
Where does one go
To find trust again
Where does one look
Does it lie
Within the depths
Of your very being
Was it ever there
To begin with
When does trust
Enter you
Are we born with it
Is it something
We acquire
Why does trust leave
So quickly
When hurt steps
Into our mind
Where must I look
For this trust
That I once held onto
So tight
Oh where?

Gail Adams April 6 2011

Short Poems

At times
I am
Like a
Submarine ship
Lying at the bottom
Of
The
Ocean


Gail Adams March 27 2011





Feelings
Transcend
Time
And
Distance

Gail Adams March 27 2011



Not all memories
Fade

Gail Adams March 27 2011

This shell of skin

God so graciously gave me this shell
That I may dwell in all my days on earth
It encases me
Makes me different than anyone else
Each has their own identity
This coat of skin I wear
Over me
Shelters me
I wear this coat all my life
As I grow, so does my coat
Stretching
Shrinking
Aging
But, I am inside
The real me
The one that allows me to breathe
Eat
Smell
Feel
I have a spirit
And a soul
My soul
Allowing me desires
Emotions
Passion
Decisions
Oh, where will my soul go
When it leaves this coat of flesh
Where will it go
My spirit returns to God
My flesh to dust
But, my soul
My soul


Gail Adams March 24th 2011

Those that cross my Path

We have those that come into our life
And quickly pass
Some who stop for a moment and rest
Then there are those who slow down enough to leave an impression
And then there are those that come and leave a mark
With each one that crosses my path
They become a part of who I am
Part of my makeup
Part of my being
One day, I will cast off this garment
That has closely covered me
And I will step forth
Into a glorious light
No more will I remember the number
Of those that passed
Of those that left their mark
No more will I carry a part of them
No more will they enter my mind
For I have moved on
And only God knows
He is what guides me
He is the One I serve
So to those that have made a difference in me
And left their mark
Do not worry
For you have entered into me
If not by flesh
But by spirit
And if good or bad
You have made a difference in who I am
I am who I am
God's child


Gail Adams March 24th 2011

Unrest

Unrest layers the skies
Falling on the lands
On the cities
On the families
Of the earth
The spirit
Of
Unrest
Applying itself
Over and over
Again
Reaching from east
To west
And
North
To
South
The peoples
Of the earth
Have outstretched arms
Gathering in this spirit
Of unrest
Drawing it in on themselves
Oh
What will the outcome be
What will the outcome be

Gail Adams April 3 2011

The Depth of Me

What is the depth of me
And, the breadth of me
I can reach into the highest of heavens
And feel the depth of the deepest sea
I can feel the expansion of the universe
And return to where I stand
Because He dwells in me
And, I in Him
He moves in me
And talks to me
Let His mind guide me
In all that I do
Where He goes
I can go
Where He dwells
I can dwell
For I am seated
With Him
In the highest of heavens
Seated by His Son
Who is He
He is the great I am
He is the only One
He is the Lord
Of my life
Jesus Christ is His name.

Gail Adams April 1 2011