Category: Poems

Make the Most of Your Life

Make the Most of Your Life

Make the most of your life,

Though our lives intertwined,

Make me just a memory

 

From the moment you wake,

And in your eyes sunlight shines,

Make the most of your life

 

With Truth in the shadows,

Hearts crossed the line,

Make me just a memory

 

When I felt lost in the mess,

I heard a Word divine,

Make the most of your life

 

You must let me go,

For you are not mine,

Make me just a memory

 

May peace find our souls,

And to Him our ears incline.

Make the most of your life,

Make me just a memory

 

 

-LJM

Psalm 16:11, Galations 5:16

A Psalm of Breakthrough

A Psalm of Breakthrough

Praise the Lord,

Who commands the Earth to spin,

And keeps the waves from engulfing the land,

For He has saved my soul from sin,

And saved me from the webbed snares of the evil one.

 

He has led me to the river

And showed me my heart in its waters,

But He did not let me drown and sink,

For I have surfaced with fresh air in my lungs.

 

Praise the Lord!

He swept a path before me,

He waited for me to follow.

Though my course was laden with fog,

My steps toward Him became slow,

But His light did shine through,

It broke my clouded vision

 

Now I walk with my eyes fixed on You,

You are my God,

I will let no other guide me,

I will wait on your beckoning Word,

I will go higher and higher with You

Until the stars become my companions

And the Earth my stepping stone.

 

 

-LJM

Drink From Your Own Well

Drink From Your Own Well

By Leah Jordan Meahl

Drink from your own well,
Though the water may shimmer with promising delight,
Do not drink from another’s

If the water is hot,
Soothe your soul and drink,

And if the water is cold,
Refresh your tongue and drink,

And if the water is clear,
Strengthen your bones and drink,

But if the water is dirty,
Make it clean and drink,

Drink from your own well,
For if you drink from another’s,
Their poison you may also drink.

∼Proverbs 5:15-17∼

I AM Enough

I AM Enough

By Leah Jordan Meahl

 

Life is wavering water,

Uncontrolled is how she behaves,

But I AM enough.

 

Endlessly moving,

Yet forever enslaved,

Life is wavering water

 

Though the raging sea may capture,

And send treasures to their graves,

I AM enough.

 

In anger she devours,

But for the thirsty, she saves,

Life is wavering water

 

The horizon beckons her dangerous journey,

And if you can’t be brave,

I AM enough.

 

Rolls began as ripples,

They’re moments I forgave.

Life is wavering water,

But I AM enough.

 

-LJM

Psalm 16:5-11

Quicksand

Quicksand

A warning:

 

A castle made out of sand,

With a moat surrounding,

Is only a majestic imitation.

 

When you’re wandering lost,

Alone and afraid,

You never see a mirage of sand.

 

The desert grains outnumber the water,

Its dunes tower over the sea,

But it’s so easily pulled into the deep

 

A chalice of glass,

Birthed from fire’s caress,

Only returns to shattered pieces.

 

Do you not realize

The pyramids were not made

From the ground on which they sit?

 

Or don’t you know

The tide

Will always claw at the beaches?

 

And ordinary fingers

Sculpt slow

But swiftly destroy?

 

How then can we treasure

The dry course river,

Or trust the sands that slip through the hourglass?

 

They will forever betray.

 

-LJM

Matthew 7:24-27

 

Unquenched

Unquenched

Love is

Drinking water from the mouth of Hades.

A liquid flaming gold,

Scooped from the river of fire itself.

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The lava leaves burning scars on my lips,

My soul is but melted rock,

Indistinguishable.

My insides boil,

Bubbling red until

The heat, no longer contained

Erupts.

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Molten tears race down my skin,

It’s Pompeii come to devastate again.

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And when the tears cool,

And the glow hardens to rock,

A blanket of ash lays me down to sleep.

For awhile, all is calm,

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Until I thirst again…

Starlit Path

Starlit Path

by Leah Jordan Meahl

 

He told me:

“I am the moon.

 If you want to make footprints on my surface or bathe in my radiance,

First follow the starry path I’ve laid out

For you.”

 

They fell before me, marking the way.

On each one I stepped,

Leaping and landing on the sparklers that tickled the soles of my feet.

 A sea of galaxies lie between us,

If I had to fashion my own surfboard constellation, I would

Ride the galactic waters to reach him.

 

Ahead, a star fizzled, hissed, dissipated,

A stepping stone out of formation.

Another, burst in excitement,

And again, a star is cut free from its hanging,

It falls, the tail taking me with it.

A detour dragging me further from him.

 

I held on, even enjoyed the ride,

But the star, its life exhausted,

Evaporated like the rest.

The sun now disguised the stars,

I waited. I searched the skies

For the hopeful flecks to find me.

 

My bright stepping stones returned

Awaiting me to walk on their backs again.

The final star marked the finish line

In front of majestic moon, I bowed.

“You made it” he said.

My feet touched the quartz world

We danced, kicking up hordes of moon crystals.

 

“The journey was hard with mischievous stars,” I said

He told me:

“Though obstacles themselves, they still shine the way,

And to touch the mere fringe of my luminous being is

Worth it. Now with me, you’ll stay.”

 

-LJM

Matthew 7:13-14