Hope endures

Children cry, children need,

they feel the pain of broken dreams.

Eyes so clear, can cloud with shame,

with just a word that rips their frame.

Still so eager to forgive,

they hug, they hold while yet they bleed.

Hunger comes,  within neglect,

bruises formed by pain’s regret.

Rage’s flayings  fill their hearts-

still, one sparkle ignites a start.

Curious eyes, just won’t go out,

while hope endures – resisting doubt.

Senses are tuned to those who care,

in just one moment, they leap and dare.

The heart is framed, to drink of love,

To feels secure when eyes touch their’s.

Electricity’s current surges bright,

when someone’s kindness glows with light.

A heart is welcomed, joy’s blossom grows,

when they sense the heart that sees them soar.

Released and free, in this moment’s calm,

their hope lives on – yet the war’s not done.

Promise hinted, in a broken world.

A treasure of hope – just waiting for one.

Author – Bill Tidsbury

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On Leadership

Authority flows when trust unites,

with the heart that is hurting

and the brave who don’t cave.

Might never blossoms into power’s release ,

nor does chemistry vitalize strength.

It is the honour I live in

that guides hearts to yield

believing that wisdom

flows with hope from above.

 

Leaders can leap out,

warriors inspire,

when light shines upon ones who’ve given their all.

The pain of the offering ,

the gift of devotion,

shifts hearts to align with their dreams of release.

This power when poured out

upon thirsty ground, lifts up the heart broken,

to step into their call.

Author – Bill Tidsbury

Stumbling in the dark

My path at night is dark and gloomy,

It’s hard to see without a light.

The roots that trip and things that claw me,

surprise my heart and I take flight.

Yet on this same path in the daytime,

I walk without a care and even play!

I never ponder why I’m fearless,

when deep within I see the way.

Yet now I found my little flashlight,

its bright and shines like mid-day sun.

The world though dark has been enlightened,

and now my my inside’s bright and fun!

Its as I walk with no light seeing,

that darkness fills my world inside.

My future’s dark, uncertain – fearful,

I jump and startle at things that hide.

But when within me light shines brightly,

I shine love’s joy as if a beam,

what comes back sweetly, living in me

is life’s delight with wonder’s theme!

Author – Bill Tidsbury

Until you sneeze

Sun – when it is frosty looks so nice!

Its warm, you say –

until outside!

Cold – penetrates and burns like fire!

Fiercely resists

life’s home fire.

Light – shines in life, sparking desire;

promising hope

feeding fire.

Shame – grabs by the throat

and shakes my soul-

getting my goat!

Sun’s Life –  opens laughter with childish ease,

tickles fancy

before you sneeze!

Shame’s cold -freezes hell and shatters peace,

until you sneeze!

Now- be free!

Author – Bill Tidsbury

To Pause

When you stop and look at silver threads that cascade down from heights in trees, the silver mist that catches light becomes a brilliance that fills the sight. The wonder of a warming day, when snow has fallen, painting limbs with snowy grace that lift towards the sun. Needles glisten and then they spray their shedding glory that all may say -“that’s beautiful!”

When you pause, and breathe the sweet clear air that wraps a forest, when sun is bright and scents drift free, you feel the  lift within your heart, to know, this moment is all right. The air delights the skin that feels the warmth of sun, the cool of breeze, that promises a freshness given, that opens up a space that sighs with – “I belong!”

When you slowly turn with eyes renewed, to look at friends who share this too, you sense anew that who they are, is more important and goes beyond, the things that just a day ago demanded more of you. You feel the joy, the blessing given, of being still and laughing free, of speaking things that reconnect and whisper “I really am amazed by you!”

Author – Bill Tidsbury

Colour’s reminder

Yellow,

the brilliance

trapped within the source

of light with life and radiance.

 

Blue,

the grace

that lights the heavens

when all is clear and life is light.

 

Purple,

a colour

that kids who play

paint for the dragon fierce who cries!

 

Red,

the pain,

the sacrifice that’s given

to bring to life the love that’s joy.

 

Golden orange,

the blessing

of day’s grand end

when darkness comes to dance with dreams.

Author – Bill Tidsbury