Monthly Archives: March 2015


Have you ever stood in a shadow to see better ?

When does living in the shadow
become your darkened sight ?
If you live in the shadow by day ,
what do you do by night ?
If asked can you see better
what say you then to this
Can your life be measured by the things in it you missed ?
For you there’d be no husband or fenced in yard with kids,
But a life you now have etched out from beyond the scars you hid.
Oh those scars, are not really hidden from those whom knew you well,
For each day you live among them as many could now tell.

Oh You’ve made a life for sure, gather from the smoldering embers , is it one that gives backs to others ? We’ll see how I’m remembered .

Standing at a distance , I see a flickering light, it too casts a shadow on my own life’s plight
she’s on she off she’s up she’s down .Can I fan my life to flame ? When this life is over to what then can I claim?

Oh readers of my darkness please do not be dismayed
For I live to tell the story from inside depression’s cage.
By far I’m not alone in this wired cage of sight there are many many more reaching outward toward the light.

I’m here to call us onward ,
steel caged bars to mesh be dimmed.
It when we look beyond it that we’ll see above the rim .
Beyond that rim , a light, is shining oh so bright
It will be for us the ending of our harrowing nights.
We can finally close our eyes , where no thoughts of fears will ride ….
because we know we’ve made it, to the lighter side.
By Meredith J Weir
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Can the darkness coexist with the light ?

Can the darkness co exist with the light ? I’d say yes,as in the old beloved tune “It is well with my soul” Where it is written ” Christ has regarded my helpless estate and shed his own blood for my soul.” I think I finally get it and if I’m wrong so be it but I’m clinging to my faith even more now . Loss can be a good teacher, Only cling to that which can never be lost. Jesus is the same yesterday today and forever. ponder now on that!

Oh Death , Thou are Enticing – written For Freddie Prinze – 1977 by meredith J Weir

oh death thou are enticing

when life is such a bore

when your giving out all you’ve got

and they just ask for more…

and even when the curtain falls

They think that your at rest

and here you are, practicing to be your very best…

and so another act goes on-

and so your life is spent

not having time for living, not knowing what it meant.

we laugh at life or so it seems

the clock is ticking fast

and every night that we sleep, our life is going past

we can not slow it down ,we  live a rapid pace

I don’t even know who entered us

in this human race.

by Meredith J Weir

1977 all rights reserved.