A Clump Of Clay

I'm nothing but a clump of clay,
I wait to be molded by God's hands.
My shape and gender is known only by

As he approached his local convenience store
He noticed a tattered man sitting by the door
Can you spare some change is what

Bittersweet Symphony

I really hated you when I first met you
I felt like you were lying to everyone around
Seeing you smile

Compassion beams outward to me - flowing

From your bosom there bestowing

Rivers of love from your piercing eyes

Of tender

For Haiti...

Spirit of compassion
may your gracious caring hands
touch the lives of those in need
upon our troubled lands