All ye Lost

A river I know.
Flows through the heart.
Deep in the woods.
I hear a cry.

It cries like one.
Tormented by fear.
Of an ever reaching darkness.
It's beat cold and loud.

Thoughts escape the wood.
Bending its way through.
The branches and twigs.
Tripping in the dark.

"I will", a voice says.
"I will not fail".
Says a trembling voice.
"I will not give into fear".

A howl is heard.
From whence it came?
Above or below?
It came from inside.

The howling of the lost.
Speaks so from within.
For one cannot say.
"I will be safe."

For who saves but one.
He shines through the dark.
Searching for the lost.
He comes to save.


Copyright 2012 Lauren Hall ©

A Life to Have

What do we tell ourselves.

As our world crumbles.

It crumbles around our feet.

As it crashes and burns.

How do we live in this.

This place that doesn't exist.

A people no longer real.

Make belief in this made up book.

Who do we turn to.

Who is there to trust.

How do we steady our feet.

On the rubble and debris.

It falls around us like ash.

How do you piece together.

The shards are too small.

For life you no longer have.

How do we turn back time.

What switch do we flip.

Among so many choices.

Somewhere we got lost.

Where's the door.

The key to unlock the answer.

For what lies behind surely.

Is the way to rebuild.

It's there, beyond.

Just out of reach.

All you have to do is fight.

For the life you should have.

Fight for the knowledge of good.

Keep running towards a destination.

Not far now.

You're there.

Finally.

Hope.

Can.

Live.

Copyright 2012 Lauren Hall ©

Music of the Soul

Watch your soul lift with every movement.
Hear the notes on each string.
Feel the vibrato in every pass.
Touching a place deep in your heart.

Watch the feet as they lightly step.
Hear the silence of grace in motion.
Feel the joy that spirals within.
Touching the edges of vibrant beauty.

Watch as the instrument flies like a kite.
Hear the song as it soars the sky.
Feel as it caresses you like the wind.
Touching down to your own soul.



Copyright 2012 Lauren Hall ©

Know You not I

You know not I
You who wills to cage.
Know you not I
Who despises such chains.

You know not I.
You who would clip my wings.
Know you not I.
Who would fly to the very heights.

You know not I.
You who try to hide.
Know you not I.
Who would boast colors true.

You know not I.
You who is confined to one box.
Know you not I.
Who can fit in any box.

You know not I.
You who wishes for silence.
Know you not I.
Who would shout praise to the world.

You know not I.
You who wants no emotion.
Know you not I.
Who would cry while laughing.

You know not I.
You who would have no passion.
Know you not I.
Who has a passion for much.

You know not I
Saith mine own soul.
Know you not I.
That I would sing aloud.

I know not you.
Who would not hear.
Know I not you.
Who will turn and walk away.


Copyright 2012 Lauren Hall ©

Determination of Hope

I once knew of a trail.
That led up and up and up.
No end in sight it seemed.
As it made its path to the top.

I once knew of a girl.
Who climbed this trail often.
Seeking what was at the top,
But could never make it all the way.

She would start each day.
Determination set her jaw.
Linking her arms together.
She'd stare at the very top.

With one foot ahead of the other.
She would set out her path.
Walking and walking for hours.
Until she could climb no more.

She'd find a log to sit on.
Catch her breath in few.
Furrow her brow and wait.
Till she caught wind again.

Never had she achieved.
What her heart set out to do.
She would walk until she could no more.
Then she'd take the long walk home.

Every day that dawned.
She'd set out.
Every day at dusk.
She'd go home.

Some thought her a fool.
To continue to do the same.
Over and Over again.
Never accomplishing her task.

Some thought her unwise.
To have such high standards.
When she could never touch it.
Never reach her goal.

Yet the girl walked.
Head held high.
Determination inside.
Hope always being a new day.

(In loving memory of a dear family friend)

Copyright 2012 Lauren Hall ©

QOTFU Part 7

I have finished the 7th part of QOTFU and have started part 8.
I hope you enjoy them ^_^

I have some interesting twists planned for it.
Have fun!


Also...I added a new character to the character list!

Summer Nights are These

Lilies fade in the western sun.
While life lays it head upon.
Summer nights where the rain.
Has yet to touch the earth.

Crown of leaves flicker.
In the breeze that rustles through.
Heat sinks below.
With the sinking of the sun.

Summer nights will move away.
Giving way to Autumns come.
Where life awaits upon.
The glorious feel of such.

Night bounds up in sky.
Lights twinkle in the heavens.
While other lights begin to twinkle.
Upon this golden ground.

Noises rise from the night.
A choir of natures sound.
Singing to each and every.
Animal there upon the ground.

Such are these summer nights.
Sitting in silence in watch.
For what joy can be.
In the whisper of the night.


Copyright 2012 Lauren Hall ©

How many ways

Ten times the thoughts inside.
Ten hundred feelings to hide
A thousand words to convey.
A million ways to say.

Beating at the door.
Bursting to fall on the floor.
Blinking back the tears.
Breathing through the fears.

Wanting to walk away.
Waiting for the right way.
Hanging by a single thread.
Hating to see the words shred.

Knowing the words to come.
Keeping from going numb.
Spreading slowly through and through.
Sinking at thought of disappointing you.

No other way to say it.
Nothing to hold back a bit.
Leaving me to feel so lame.
Living in my own shame.

A thousand words to convey.
A million ways to say.
About to leave the worry,
And just say,"I'm sorry".



Copyright 2012 Lauren Hall ©

Yet another Painting

Here is the newest painting, painted as of today =D
Titled, "The Wind and the Moon" (its from the poem By: George MacDonald )

The Reflection of Life

Prosperity amounted in due time.
How can trees bloom in one day?
We say 'move along now'.
'Hurry quickly to your destination'.

Abundance takes time to grow.
Does a babe grow old in one day?
Often thinking 'I cannot wait'.
'Until they are older'.

Wealth not built in our lives.
How can a plant produce fruit in one day?
We water it hoping, 'it'll mature faster'.
"If it has its thirst quenched'.

Love not gained by words alone.
Does a wild horse trust in one day?
We pull and tug thinking, 'It will listen'.
"Give me time to break them.'

Tranquility not found in war.
Does a bee find peace in its sting?
We think, 'We will have peace'.
'After we tear apart a country'.

Harmony not heard in chaos.
Does a song bird screech as a crow?
Pushing through life in a hurry believing, 'Life is short'.
'Why waste a second?

Respect not seen in this generation.
Does the young not rise for the elder?
Often thinking, 'Why should I?'.
'Respect when not respected?'.

One day, this all will fade.
Our lives over and gone.
How will we have spent our time?
Will we have accomplished?
All that we hoped to in a lifetime?



Copyright 2012 Lauren Hall ©

Newest Paintings

This one I finished a little bit ago, Titled "That's so 70's"


This is the newest one, just painted today. Titled "Underneath the painted Cherry Blossoms"

A Pie for Dad

My mother rediscovered a mini pie making set that we had bought quite awhile ago. So I decided I was going to make a pie this evening. Mom mentioned I should try making a Lemon Meringue Pie, so...I looked up a recipe. Now mind you, I have never made a lemon meringue pie before. My great grandma use to make them all the time and they were amazing pies. Of course, anything my great grandma made tasted amazing, she was a natural in the kitchen. So off I started making the lemon meringue pie, specifically for my dad, since he was the one that absolutely loved my grandma's lemon squares and lemon meringue. I learned some knew things that I had never done before while in the process. I came to find out, I had no idea how long it took to get a meringue perfect.

So here is the results, let me know what you think. ^_^ I pray they taste good.

The Inner Fight

Bound to silence with such.
Fighting all thats inside.
Struggling to find willpower.
To keep all well hidden.

If one should know.
Would surely be troublesome.
For not but one,
But many.

I lie in wait.
For what I do not know.
I laugh and cry.
For what they cannot show.

Trapped am I in this.
Drawn out in such state.
Fearing the possibility.
Of the coming of hate.

Surely the world will find.
A cure is sure to come.
To fight off this infection.
Rooted deep inside.

None can loose the deep.
The waters so encased.
Locked so deep inside.
I have never faced.

Found have they a cure.
For this rooted mess.
They tell me this.
There is but one test.

Struggling to the surface.
Fearing the sound of failure.
Fighting even stronger.
To win this cure.

Broken are these chains.
Freed from the coming hate.
Loosed from this inner bond.
Gaining what was ever so far.

I Fought for life.
I Fought for love.
I Fought to win.
I in turn found freedom.


Copyright 2012 Lauren Hall ©

Be You Blind

Look at it with concealed eyes.
View it with misconstrued thoughts.
Forget the depth to each line.
Turn away too soon.
Before knowing whats beneath.
Don’t try and search for a meaning.
Pass over each image.
Not givng it but a glance.
Leave before you see the end.
Lock up every emotion inside.
Seek not the mystery inside.
Leaving the mind unstrained.
Blind to the array of light about.
Unseeing the brilliance.
The beauty being covered.
We believe a lie.

To the End and Back

I'm sure for most of you probably never thought 2012 would really come so soon. Sure we all knew it was inevitable, because as much as we might not like it, time does move forward. All the buzz over 2012 being the end of the world and how we would never see beyond this year. Has anyone noticed how much that conspiracy has quieted down over the past year? Its almost as if we've finally made it "to the end", and no one wants to face the facts of whether this might really be their last year or not. Not that I by any means believe this year is the end of the world, I just find it slightly curious is all. I remember now, what seems like ages ago now. Back in 2000 when everyone believed it was going to be the end of the world. Now here we are yet again, at the "end of the world" and I just wonder how long its going to be before people stop putting a date on when the world is going to end. Again, I'm not saying I don't believe the end might be near, but I'm not going to stop living my life on the assumption that my life might end this year.
When do we stop fearing every bend in the road, and start fearing whats truly the most important? When will we realize that whether or not we're right in Yahuwah's eyes is the only thing that truly matters. Ya know, we can run around, stocking up and "preparing" for something that "might" happen, or we can prepare for what matters the most, Our hearts. Not that I want to "preach to the choir", because I know most of you who will read this already agree with what I am saying, but for those of you who don't, this is the time to prepare your hearts for Yah. In the end, that is the ONLY thing that will save you.
Maybe this year isn't the end of the world, maybe its the next or maybe even 10 years from now, who knows. You know what though, not everyone has the luxury of being able to say "I have 10 more years". Some people have 10, some 5 and some have even less. No matter when "The End" is, our end could come even sooner then that. The only thing that should be immanent in our lives is not the end of the world, It should be us preparing for Yahuwah's Day.
I can sit here and rant about the conspiracies floating around in the air. Some of them I agree with, others well...not so much. The world is a corrupt place of that I am %100 sure, but there is good, in a few people and when I say few, I mean a very few. Maybe someday I can be one of those people that are considered "good", until then though, I'm going to fight for that right to be considered good.
There is still beauty in this world, I say we find it and hold onto it. Yah's creation is something to be in awe of. He is our master architect and the creator behind this all. He is the sunshine behind every gray cloud, the beat of the birds wings as they sour above and he is in every child's beautiful smile.

Life Changes

I know it seems like forever since I've really posted anything, besides parts to my book and such of course. More meaningful things, ya know? Like me ranting about the topic of the day. I've come to find in going over my older posts how much life has changed in just a short amount of time. One minute you have life all mapped out then they somehow get changed. I always found it somewhat humorous how people make plans for the future, like they can actually plan life's little twists and turns. I know I've come to the realization that nothing can be put in stone, life will always be ever changing.
I think more then anything, I have come to realize, time has of course aged me. Obviously not in looks, I think I'll be 80 and still like 16 ...hehe...Just kidding. What I mean, in the sense of wants and hopes and in thoughts as well. Not by any means I'm "all grow'd up" ( =P ) or anything. Just that I find the things I use to enjoy, have simply become, non-important I guess you could say. Like reading and writing for instance. I think I figured out why I lost my ability to really write anymore.
I found that I had so many pent up emotions and turmoil inside of my I was fighting against. I was fighting against life and family and even myself. So with all those pent up emotions I was only able to release them through poetry. When I say time has aged me, I guess what I mean is that. I've worked through all those emotions, I've given up fighting against the tide and I ended up finding peace. Unfortunately, with that peace...I can't find it in me to write a good poem. So to those of you who might have hoped I'd start writing again, I'm sorry...Perhaps Yah will grant me with it again in the near future, but with the peace too.
In most aspects I am still the same ol' me that will always be, in other ways though, I have changed. I came to also realize, as we get older, our hopes and aspirations in life are bound to change. Who knows what we'll want in 5 years time? Who knows what Yah will have us doing then, eh? I pray though, that as life keeps changes us, we can keep the joy in our lives. To hold onto the things that make us smile and laugh.
I hope I didn't bore you all too much with my changing speech.
Pray you are all well and Blessed, Shalom!

Part 6 of QOTFU

For those of you who are following along with my book "Quest of the Fair Unknown". I just added the Sixth part of the book. I hope it is every bit as entertaining as I hope it will be.
Let me know if you think there is any changes that should be made or if you have an ideas for a new character or scene you would like to see.
Its always nice to get some fresh new ideas from the readers.
Hope you enjoy!
Yah bless!