Splash Poetry Gallery

Deep utterances of the soul

My very first dedication in my first official journal, Dandelion, was a poem!

I have so many questions 
Rolling,riding on my mind 
Popping up like the strides
Of the elegant dandelion.
Only You can shed light
With Your word, Your Spirit
When causing a stir
Blows away all the doubts
Fears, insecurities,
Leaving me with solid trust,
A rock and a banner!

The very first prayers in my journal were poems.It seemed to come so naturally and it kept coming!It was like someone opened a stream inside of me and it continues to flow from my heart, my spirit.

Through poetry I would:

Declare that my help comes from the Lord and my dependance of Him.
Release my praise and appreciation
Get naked with God- confess my weaknesses and my struggles.
Revitalize my weary soul
Gain new strength
Agree with His word
Engage in warfare

It awaited me during the early morning hours as I woke up to put on the kettle and meet with God.

At the kettle side

I am standing
You beside me
No one speaks
Just listens how the sound
Of the kettle disturbs the silence
Chasing away the last yawn
I know You're beside me
Because I feel You're warmth
As the steam of the kettle
Warms up the kitchen
You warm up my heart
You keep my fire burning
Entice my whole being to be with You.
So many times
I experienced your presence
Waiting for me
At the kettle side 
How You spoke to my heart
You break my silence
You fill my thoughts,
And set it 
On the things above
No earthly thing can compete
With heaven's mall!

And when I experience difficulties; when warfare wears me down , poetry would appear and motivates me, refreshes me to press on!

WHEN I WALKED THROUGH THE ALLEY,
THE DARK PASSAGE OF FAILURE,
OR THE TUNNEL OF FAINTING ,
STRANGELY- I DID NOT FEAR,CAUSE 
HOPE HELD MY HAND AND WALKED WITH ME.
HOPE TO PRESS ON, TO ENDURE, TO OBEY.
I HEARD THE VAGUE  SOUNDS ,
OF WHEELS RUNNING THROUGH THE WATER
AND SPRINKLES OF DEW COVERED ME, 
REFRESHED ME.
IN THE MIDST OF FAINTING
I'M REVIVED.

A SUDDEN SHIFT...I FEEL THE CHANGE,
I SEE THE WAVE !

THE TIDE IS COMING IN!

OH, IT'S TIME TO ADJUST MY STEPS,
TO LIFT MY HEAD, 
TO PREPARE,
TO RECEIVE UBUNDANCE OF FAVOR!
And to declare:

The best is yet to come!

Oh, and when I experience doubt and insecurities, Holy Spirit would suddenly invite me to engage into poetry and channels away the flood of the enemy, raising a standard against him.

Ribbon of grace  

From your mercy
I draw strength
support from your righteous right hand,
sometimes when the hand of withdrawal
touches on my shoulder,
I hear a voice behind me:
"This is the way " or 
"Not forsaken", 
but again 
You uphold me
with the ribbon of Grace. 
IN the scorching heat of warfare I endure...

What a powerful prophetic weapon!I’ve never used this weapon before, but ever since I started to keep prayer journals, it surfaced and revitalize my spirit during difficult times.

It strengthens my relationship with God and keeps me in tune with the Holy Spirit.