Presents

Presents

I sit in the presence of golden and shadows

While my soul it does the same

Yet there is something wondrous about the light

In all of it’s amber revelations

That speaks of infinity, and, yes, beyond

A presence that is always there and always love

Even as the earth turns her face away

She is still met with warm and gentle kisses

Even though the light does fade

It truly never does

It is always burning, always bright, always beautiful

Nothing in this world can stop it

Nor can anything in any other world for that matter

I sit in the presence of the golden and the shadows

Knowing that even in the midst of coming darkness

The light is always shining on my face

K, Duane Carter 1/10/13

The Shadow

The Shadow

I was going through a darkness,

A darkness so thick, it was so hard to see

I could not see my face, I did not even know me

But then there was another darkness

That was quiet and warm and awesome and firm

And it completely drowned out the other, a mist of passionate dew

And then I felt the feathers and then and there I knew

It was the shadow of the Most High

I was walking through the wilderness

Nothing but the wild beasts and the dark ones

Waiting for their opportunity to pounce

I then felt goodness with every ounce

And the fear of nothing but the Lord came upon me

It was the shadow of the Most High

I came upon one with cancer

One with affliction, heartache and disease

I felt the oppression laughing

Thinking it could do whatever it pleased

And then I heard it shriek, I saw it vanish,

And I watched it melt before my eyes

My heart by the Presence was mesmerized

It was the shadow of the Most High

So you may be walking through a darkness

Where suddenly it seems darker still

But don’t be discouraged just open your heart

And trust Him, just trust Him until

You can sense Him too, knowing whatever you do

You are covered, protected, and warmed

By the shadow of the Most High

It’s the brightest place in the universe…

K, Duane Carter 4-27-10