The moment is all that we have
there are those search a life time for this particular moment
it is like you are blind
don’t you see my hunger
why don’t you reach out a satisfy this craving
yet you ponder in darkness
lost in your despair
please hear the cry
and hold on to the vision
this is not a mirage
it is really real
if only you have faith to believe
The Poem of Life, Not Death
The ocean cries out to me and the waves
Invite me to come. I await you!
I have taken pleasure time after time
Soothing my soul over and over again, and
Cried and ocean of tears with my sorrows.
Finally, the ocean and I are one body & soul.
It rocks me back and forth, and soothes me,
For I have longed to be comforted
Don’t cry for me. Send me rose petals and a
Bottled message to share your thoughts.
Let your soul be comforted by the sounds.
Enjoy the waves that greet and welcome you.
No matter where you travel I am not far away.
Come visit me. Talk to me, I will listen
And if your soul is quiet you will
Hear me answer. I will comfort you,
And maybe someday you will join me.
Copyright ©2009 Johanne
Chains that wrap around my heart is loosen
only by a word kept
with a love that is not soon shaken
my beloved walk this journey
as we adventure into the future
don’t look back
but walk by my side
entrusting you with my heart
for I have not journey this path before
and my heart longs for a love
that is everlasting
a love that this natural world
does not understand
and my soul ache for this very moment
for I have accepted you
without any restraint
I see what you will become
in the light of the dawn of a new day
this very day we are embarking
into the horizon of the unknown
lets walk hand and hand into eternity
into the Savior’s hand
covenant forever sealed
not be forfeited or broken
To the Austrian Prince, Zorro & The Mask Man
Unexpectedly, a stranger appears,
Tattered and beaten from a war well fought.
Even, his soul is tormented.
She that waits looks & wonders who is this stranger!
This prince seeks for truth and to make injustice
He sees her and talks to her as a common man.
His aroma captures her and she is drawn in, forever to
be his captive.
She has live in fantasy and partial truths.
He exposes her strengths, weaknesses and her
He unlocks her soul to things she has never seen.
Finally, someone see her-the real her.
They share a love that time has no barrier.
Not even death can separate.
Their love grows beyond her greatest fantasy, her
heart never to long for another.
She is whole.
Then the prince fears and tries to hide himself from
He fears to lose their love.
Nevertheless, why fear, when your love longs for no
It consumes him!
He locks her in his castle.
She waits for what use to be.
The prince that she loves is changing before her eyes.
He need not fear-she wants to hold him and make him
fear no more.
He pushes her away.
Possible shot in the night
Fear grips her, and she runs!
This prince still is fighting for truth and injustice.
However, is princess is not by is side.
Her tender heart is still afraid and still loves her
However, fear has gripped her soul.
The castle is not the same, The Prince & Princess,
each in their own country.
Never to forgot
The love they shared.
Moreover, in the present time, a soft kiss is sent
into the each other’s horizon.
Wished upon a star
that you, I would meet
without any knowledge of my destiny
for this very moment
my heart is exposed
taken in by your essence
and I am totally swept off my feet
I long for our rich and bountiful
to see your smiling face
to touch and reach into your soul
come into my chamber of delight
feel my presence
and sense the depth of being
alive and well.
Take me into a journey
in your quiet prayer time…
in this mist of the dark…
I long to connect
with the substance of you
let me dance in your melody
and sway with your tune…
I surrender my key of my heart
be not afraid
for our hearts are the same
Let this day be when our names are written in the stars
for our story must goes on
“The Calling”, becomes reality!
Pieces of dreams….
Mastery of the art of fighting
Weapons, no need
The battles fought, are not seen
Within the darkness of this mind
This battle rages
Beyond your control
Feeling desperate, will it ever stop
Will I ever find the inner peace
That my soul longs for
Embarking a new adventure
Unconditional love required
Living…strings of moments
Celebrating every breath
Restored thy energy with the
Energy that comes from within
Expel your energy into the universe
Reaching the ultimate–death blow
Thy enemies defeated
Only to feel with all thy senses
Seeing life like it is the first time
Johanne True May 8, 2008
The Black Rose
To the lost Knight
The faded rose of time past
No glimmer of light
Only a shade of night
No essence of life
Like a shadow in the night
A symbol of death
A rare beauty to be cherished and not feared
A glimpse into the future
A final resting place
Beckons a call
Don’t struggle and fight
And you will see the beauty in the horizon
Look into thy own destiny
And wonder no more
Smell the scent of no more despair
Into the dark of the night
And see the glimmer of the light
At the end of the journey
To be finally in the light-complete absolution
Copyright ©2009 Johanne
Dedicated to my dearest Adha
Beyond belief this orchid abides
In the light of nature and humanity
Standing alone in wonder and amazement
Simple but complex beauty
It is not necessary to compete
with other beauties
For its sophistication and classic style
Standing proud in lady like fashion
As the models that stride down the cat walk
A moment in glory
With all eyes upon their presence
Here today in total spirit
and then vanished from one sight.
To the mask man
In the glitter of night, I watch for the stars of
hope, the shooting star, so that I can make a
wish: a wish that all my dreams would come
true. Sometimes, even when I make a wish, I
doubt that they will come true. In the nightly
horizons as I sit and watch and count the stars
I dream of a faraway land. A land filled with
love, peace and joy, where honesty and true
love exists. Where the man you love wants no
ones else and his faithful heart wanders not.
Where evil does not exist and men can rest
in peace, where children do not fear the
night. I want to live in a land where purity
prevails. I want to live that my heart is pure
and sin does
not exist, where we dare to be ourselves, no
judgement, no anger, no foul language, only
purity. The world says it is not possible, but
I challenge the world–your ways do not work.
For those who don’t stand in the lime light
Dancing, in the day, is this shadow.
Almost having its own identity
assuming every moved as if it’s in control
taking shape with every move
and its gestures are so vague.
Its personality seems to show through
every once in a while, nearly forgetting oneself.
Sometimes, it shows itself as friendly and
inviting, other times it fierce and
unapproachable, daring its opponent to be
scarce. Sometimes, it seems that it is one-with the
universe not even peeking through as hiding
maybe, even shy. It has made many wondered;
is it light, darkness, perhaps, even terror,
or even-from the great beyond.
No one is ever alone, as your faithful shadow
seems to appear out of nowhere
letting you know it’s not ever far away
appearing possibly, around the next corner!
Copyright ©2008 Johanne
Dead Man Walking
All eyes gaze upon,
What once was,
A statue of beauty,
All, except her beloved
His, are far removed.
Admire the statue,
Smiling with approval,
For all it stands for,
The lover’s smile belongs to others,
Attentive to voices that echo,
Adheres to statues in far away lands,
But he wittingly forgets to tend,
The one, who stands tall,
And awaits him in his garden