CHAPTER 1
Animals
If I Were an Animal
If I were an animal,
What would it be?
A lonesome creature,
Blind as a bat,
A purring feline,
Frisky as a cat,
A barking dog,
Man's best friend,
Or a beautiful butterfly,
With colorful wings,
In a field of lilies,
And daffodils.
I would be graceful,
As a swan in a pond,
And cunning as a fox,
That runs swift and fast.
I see myself flying high,
As a bird in flight,
An eagle that soars,
And fearless,
As a lion that roars.
I would be an owl,
That knows all,
Or a coyote,
That howls,
A mischief wolf,
With piercing eyes,
A fish,
That swims upstream,
Or a whale,
With a massive tail.
To be a polar bear,
With fierce claws,
And snowy white hair,
Or a gentle giant,
An elephant,
With two huge pairs,
A giraffe,
That sees above the trees,
Or a zebra,
With black and white stripes.
Wouldn't it be nice?
To be a horse,
That gallops and carefree,
A cow,
That moos and eats hay,
A rooster that crows,
At the start of dawn,
A lamb,
With a curly wool coat,
A bunny rabbit,
That feels so soft
and funny.
What would I be?
If I were an animal.
I would be me,
For all to see,
For there are far,
Too many creatures,
In God's creation,
Each with its own purpose,
And beauty you see.
Soaring Like an Eagle
I'm soaring in the sky,
With spread wings in awe,
My spirit is free,
To roam this earth,
My soul is released,
As dust in the wind,
I am free, Lord,
I am free.
With God's grace,
And holy devotion,
I no longer hold,
This pain within,
My soul touches the sky,
And the heavens beyond,
I am free, Lord,
I am free.
I give many thanks,
As I worship You,
I am Your humble servant,
For all eternity,
For You have blessed me,
And made me whole,
I am free, Lord,
I am free.
The Buffalo
The buffalo roams,
Fierce and strong,
With bravery and courage,
It knows no fear,
For all its admirers,
As it lives on the plain.
Massive and splendid,
It is muscularly built,
To endure harsh winters,
And cold climates.
With gigantic horns,
It knows no bounds.
The Cherokees are friends,
To the great buffalo.
A symbol for fierceness,
Strength and bravery,
To all be known,
To that great spirit above.
The buffalo is slain,
As catchers approach.
It has thick wooly hair,
That makes hides all year,
Warmth for winter,
And eaten for its meat.
Why must man kill?
Such a thing of beauty,
And God's creation.
A creature of nature,
For all to see,
Just let it be.
The Wolf
The wolf symbolizes
peace of mind,
As it howls in the wind,
And calls for its
companion.
Its silver coat,
Shining brightly,
With fierce eyes,
Sparkling in the
shimmering moonlight.
It quickly descends,
From its highest point,
And joins his mate,
As they make contact,
Off the mountainous
cliffs.
No one the wiser,
As the nightly creature,
Looks for shelter
and food,
To find his pups,
Safely in their den.
Birds
Bluebird
The amorous bluebird,
How beautiful you are!
Flying limb to limb,
From tree to tree.
Careful that others
don't disturb your nest,
Of newborn babies.
You come by every spring,
To say hello and other things.
You live life passionately,
And learn to fly early.
I hear you outside my window,
As you chirp at daylight,
Each and every morning.
O' Redbird
O' beautiful redbird,
As you are flying high,
Won't you say a prayer
for me?
I've been feeling a
little blue,
When I look out the window,
To look for you in view.
You manage to feel my heart,
And send me gladness my
way. Chirping merrily as you call
your mate,
Who perches and waits,
Up above the tallest trees,
High in the sky.
Send me some sunshine,
As you do everyday.
Laughter and joy,
With happiness therein.
I watch to see your presence,
To put a smile on my face,
For you are the most
beautiful redbird of all.
The Dove
The dove represents purity,
Solid white and clean.
It is symbolic for love
towards one another.
Some believe it is a
sign from God.
The dove has a pure heart,
No evil thoughts,
Or bad deeds.
It is a way to communicate,
With people on earth.
To interact with us.
The dove represents
happiness and peace,
At Christmastime,
And winter season,
With a glorious reason.
The time to be filled
with glee and joy,
For Jesus Christ was born.
The Scarlet Tanager
A gorgeous redbird,
With back wings and tail.
It soars high in the sky,
And perches in tall trees.
It sings a call note song,
As it calls its mate.
A magnificent symbol
of vibrancy and beauty,
It's a purification and
the rebirth of my soul,
Acknowledging that
I am worthy.
The Scarlet Tanager
sings God's praises,
It sings for life,
And because it is happy.
It's determined not to give up.
To get off the ground,
And fly to higher places.
Don't forget to sing
for all of God's graces,
For His peace and comfort,
For being alive.
These are all signs from
God of His glorious gifts
to all of us, His children.
Darkness/Death
Dark Forces
Dark forces approach,
Deep and wide,
The body they engulf.
How can I fight them,
When they are ghastly at bay?
Fragility in health,
Mounting pressures,
Adding to stress.
Can none other be the
bearer of bad news?
I see a glimmer of hope,
A shimmering light,
To a grim tale's delight,
As I seek wisdom,
Peace and comfort.
My inner will is losing sight,
It takes all strength within me,
To overcome and persevere.
I feel I am losing ground,
For mortal laws have prevailed.
Have I quicken my death,
Or am I just delaying?
Is this a fool's woes,
A sinister respect of mortality,
Or a mere mention therein?
Death Angel
I feel the death angel,
Rounding the corner,
Creeping slowly toward me,
Coming closer as I take,
Another breath.
There is no fear,
No mortal warranty,
No tears are shed,
But an awesome release,
From this old cruel world.
Oh, how beautiful she is,
Soul and body,
And with her last...