Thursday, March 8, 2012

Forgiving

Forgiving you
is the hardest thing I have to do

Remembering
we were once one and still are

Longing to
disconnect forever and forget

Wishing I
had never known you at all

Seeing you
as the weakest part of me

Remembering we
are still one in God's family

Forgiving you
for being part of me

Friday, February 24, 2012

Bliss


Bliss undescribable

Peace undeniable

Love that is viable

Monday, June 14, 2010

Walking Within Without

Some days I walk within the Spirit.



Sheltered in love


Nestled in light




Embracing the worlds gifts


Of true beauty


Bathed in laughter




Some days I walk without Sprit


Covered in Fear


Lost in darkness




Seeing only the human hate


Of all things


Honored in love




Each day I choose


My new world,


Walking in Love or walking in Fear.

(c) 2002 Shery Hardin All Rights Reserved

Jesus Had No Ph.D.

Poor Jesus


He has no Ph.D.


If he returned today


To talk to you and me






Just a poor carpenter


Who would we believe?


He only worked on wood


cut down from FOREST trees.






His words would be dismissed.


No scholar is he.


The authorities would say


Poor Jesus, he has no Ph.D.






Perhaps he should apply


To college and learn theology.


Perhaps he should go to school


And learn from you and me.






The spiritual rules


Written my men whose deeds


Are long forgotten


In time that passes with such speed.






How could he say


That we should heed


He knew the way


(c) 1997 Sheryl Hardin All Rights Reserved

Making of a Poem

Poems aren’t written


A gentle Muse gives them to an open heart

They well up from the Soul

Disturbing the sleep, disrupting the quiet moments, waking me from day dreams

The words swirl in my head until,

To gain relief I take pen in hand

And commit the songs of the Muse to paper.