No Exceptions!

We are all the same except:

*The Way We Are Born
*The Way We Live
*The Way We Die

Diana Nelson 6/2004

Patient Love

Oh be it not for my lonely heart,
I'd have the one that I have sought.

For in haste I do take,
what in waiting I can make.

Be it time I place the blame,
for in urgency I play the game.

As one would come along,
see it right when it is wrong.

To be unhappy but not alone,
to bide my time but pass the one.

Let I now find what love is true,
in hopes to find this love in you.

Diana Nelson 5/98

Special Place

 

I have spent my days in the garden of time,
past-present-future all are mine.
In my silence it is but a bitter snow,
as the sun shines down in a hazy glow.

As I sit and think in these memories dear,
I pause and wonder if you will hear.
When I walk among the daffodil,
loves bitter sorrow is standing still.

When the raindrops fall on the roses here,
I often question if it is me I fear.
My eyes they close on the path I chose,
where nothing is understood and nobody knows.

When the sun comes up and the day is bright,
only then will I know what I did was right.

Diana Nelson 1/04

Paradise

Where is this PARADISE that we all search for,
that we pass up this world in want for more.
When did it get so bad that we had to believe,
that our only good thought was on wanting to leave.

So much on this earth that we never do see,
the changes it makes in our history.
This place full of wonder on land and at sea,
so many hidden places to set our souls free.

It took history so long to get us to here,
and still there is much we all have to fear.
Many worked and strived and what did they know,
they paid with their lives and their very soul.

Young ones were lost and the old very few,
doing what they could for what they thought was true.
We are learning all along what our past has to say,
hoping we will learn something from that day.

We have a long way to go if we are ever to find,
that PARADISE we lost-
from the one in our mind.

Diana Nelson 2004

My Picture Poetry

Why?

Many times we have asked the question why,
to look for some answer in another's eye,
but the thought we often tend to forget,
is that others have different needs to be met.

We opt to stay true to our own point of view,
while we dispute the things that others do.
In us all we have a world of our own,
where all our beliefs and dreams are born.

Along the way, our minds are led astray,
for there is much we let stand in the way.
In many there is peace that can never be found,
and in this reality their lives are bound.

Who is to say what is really the truth,
when our very existence is planted in youth.
We truly believe we are seldom wrong,
and in this never know where we truly belong.

Searching for truth when life goes astray,
never believing in the good of the day.
For all the things that may happen to you-
and in all the places that life sends you to-
remember this now your whole life through-
When you say you are right and others are wrong,
and you favor your own point of view.

How can you be sure what you believe is true,
when others believe in what they think too.

Diana Nelson 2004

Life in Pause

Within the forest of this home of wonder,
there lives many beasts with a growing hunger.
A power they possess with a strength to destroy,
yet see it not with wisdom but as a child would see a toy.

they have split their souls between two Gods,
yet do not realize they share the same odds.
With their life of want, desire and need,
they do not not look ahead as to where this will lead.

In the journey to have what they wish to possess,
how it will be in the end really matters the less.
For in striving to have is what gives them their fire,
that gives them their energy to send their souls higher.

When it is all said and done and desires come to pass,
what then in a world that is all theirs to grasp.
there will be nothing left undone-
nothing else left to do-
it will be as they wanted it -
not the place that they knew.

No new wars to win-
no old grudges to face-
the world would become a most solemn place.
All the struggles they passed that got them to here,
are a lost reminder on a frozen tear.

They settle themselves in this newfound embrace,
and keep their eyes open...
just in case.


Diana Nelson 8/29/2005