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You shower me with love unearned
light fire that within me burns
and judge this soul, so very stained
worth more gold than man can weigh
You wrap me in Your warmth and love
and accept me in Your world above
and though i fall and cry unworthy
You shake your head and whisper worthy
"You were created in My name
and all within you I may claim
although I leave the choice to you
(for love freely given is always true)
I never left your side my child
through valleys dark or jungles wild"
and when i awoke, i knew the truth
that love alone shall be the proof

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene

winds of love

angel wings beat against the trees
releasing golden snow of autumn leaves
a rushing wind like banshee's scream
as winter falls upon the dream
the snow that falls is pure and white
and bathes us in the holy light
those who seek shall truly find
One most loving, just and kind
the One who is and always was
the One who loves you just because...

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene

sweet spirit

what entrancing music you make
your voice is that of angels singing
it wafts among the trees
and settles in my soul
hypnotizing
harmonizing
tantalizing

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene

Es mi vida...

I have what I have and I've got what I've got;
It is what it is and it's not what it's not.
I followed your rules and I followed your law
And I've nothing to show for it, nothing at all.
So here is my new rule, new law, and new creed:
I am who I am - you can like it or leave!

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene

Pagan Soul

Her light calls to me;
The full moon song carried on the night's wind.
I must sleep....
Her light covers everything,
Making this night as bright as day.
I should sleep...
Her magic falls on the forest outside my window
And I cannot resist her call.
I cannot sleep...
I want to run through the fields,
Singing to this moon,
Singing to the trees.
I want to find the circle in the forest
And build a fire taller than the trees.
I want to dance for her,
I want to sing for her.
I want to give in to the blood
Coursing through my veins.
My blood knows the old songs;
My blood knows the old dances.
My soul cries out
Begging for freedom.
Release me from my chains;
Let me live as I was meant to.
I want to give into her magic;
I want to let her weave a spell around me.
I want to call up the power
I have so long denied.
I want to be myself again.
I want to give myself to you,
And let you fill me with your power.
I want to dance beneath
This magic moon with you.
I want to worship you with my body,
I want to feed you with my soul;
And let the world
Of right and wrong,
Expectations and responsibilities
Melt away
In the fire of our love.

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene

Casting

The flickering flames jump and dance upon the wall
The ancient words rise upon the winds
The power rises, builds, grows
The air crackles with rising expectation
As without hesitation or pause she utters the words
That she has never dared to speak before

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene

For myself for once...

How did I get myself crammed into
This narrow view everyone has
Of what I should be?
Why am I so afraid to
Simply be myself?
What's so terrible about
Who I really am?
I am strong;
But I let myself be weak,
So that he will feel I need him;
Just because I don't want
To be alone.
I let my past rule me,
Not because I fear the future,
But because my scars shame me.
I continue to let my family
Hurt me and have power over me,
Because they are all that I have.
And I am so very tired of trying to be
Everything for everyone.
I want to live for myself without
Feeling selfish or irresponsible.
I want to be myself, no matter how
It shocks, dismays or frightens you.
I want to be happy and content.
I was, once upon a time.
I will be again.

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene