People are more than what they do
The car they drive, the kind of shoe
People are more than what you see
The soul inside that yearns to be
Free as a child, running wildly through the grasses
Tumbling madly into the waters
Knowing that they can do it all again and again and again
With no agenda, no worries, no difficulties
Look deeper, if you can, into their eyes and find that child
And give it freedom to come out awhile.
c2016 Lisa Lyons
Generations come, go
Live, fight, love
Politics come, go
Right, wrong, undecided
Leaders come, go
Good, bad, weak
But Jesus Christ stays
Never leaves, never goes, never changes
Truth to build a life upon
Truth to hold onto when everything else seems unclear
c2016 Lisa Lyons
The forgotten wall
Memories and conversations past
Trees now to keep it company
The keeper of yesterdays
c2016 Lisa Lyons
To sing in the morning
To fly with my wings
To land where I wish
And see wonderful things
But to shiver in the damp
And to search for my food
To lose my home in the gusts
And my child in the wood
Better to think of the things that I’ve got
Than to yearn for the things that I’ve not
c2016 Lisa Lyons
Hanging from the edge
Holding on for dear life
Looking at the beauty
But aware of the hard climb
Honesty
Not always what you want to see
Yet it’s there, staring you down
c2016 Lisa Lyons
