Guardain Angel

An illusion that surrenders my very soul so dark and deep

These loosing thoughts are battles from a dreaming sleep

On my tearful face there's a voice within is it from the past

To be awaken it was a total alone of lonely shadows cast

Where the weak is forbidden in their despair never to share

There is the in between of the night light give time to stare

A sound of the cold wind of the weather a misty rain so cold

This lonesome night beckon through my heart to live so bold

To realize it was the facts that interlace in my very own mind

A rain dropping on the cold night mix within thoughts of mine

Where is my comfort zone of messier that left me in this shape

In a frightening sigh my gaurdian angel ends my only escape

Some souls are innocent thur the night to be carried away

They leave me with these memories lingering around to stay

Serenity in life there's hope of tomorrow that brings me faith

On this island it takes me closer to my dear Lord in His grace

(c)Johanna Fields

Beautiful Things

A classic art of shadows lifts my heart inside
Dawn awakens in a velvet mist of thirst
A blue moon whispers into the night
Butterfly wings flair into the twilight

Wild dreams are halos thru the spirits call
With a peaceful moment thru God's eyes
A summer wind plays echoes from beyond
It's a beautiful thing up in the Heavenly sky

The sounds of the chimes are notes so free
The moving of the leaves touches the soul
There's a melody in the summer breeze
The hummingbirds are taking a noonday nap

(c)Johanna Fields

The Storm Will Fade

God's beauty of a great creation,
From the sky to the Earth,
Where His kingdom lies above
And off into the distance.

The crown of stars makes
A halo of jewels in the sky at night
.God's wings moves each cloud
around as if in flight.

The thunder has an echo before the rain
,The spirit of the wind you can hear.
Each drop of rain gives a personal
touch of immortal thirst from above.

The lightning of the storm is God's
passage of light to the Earth below.
It's His gift in a symbol that we know
Paints a message thru the sky

to be told In the heaven above,
to see the arc, an array of colors,
becomes the mystery of God's
reason for His lovely rainbow.