Waiting For the Morning

Waiting for the Morning

She sits beside her window

And stares into the night

She’s waiting for the morning

She’s longing for the light

The night finds her so lonely

Intensifies the pain

She’s praying for the sunrise

To warm her face again

Waiting for the morning

Through the dark of night

For light to give you meaning

When day restores your sight

Waiting for the morning

It is more than you can bear

For you are lost in darkness

And no one seems to care

He’s waiting there on death row

All his appeals are gone

He awaits the consequences

For all the things he’s done

He had a talk with Jesus

He's tried to make it right

He sits there in the darkness

Just waiting for the light

Drowning in my loneliness

I live with constant pain

I’m crying for connections

To heal my soul again

But I have burned my bridges

No advance and no retreat

I’m waiting for the morning

Where need and resource meet

©Stan Sanford

December 03, 2007

Any Friend of Jesus

Any Friend of Jesus

He was a ragged man.

He was living on the street.

He wore a frown and dirty clothes.

He had no food to eat.

Jesus said he was his friend

And would be for all time.

Any friend of Jesus

Must be a friend of mine.

(Chorus)

If you’re a friend of Jesus

You are a friend of mine—

No matter what your circumstance,

No matter what your sign.

I’m not here to judge you

Or criticize you kind.

If you’re a friend of Jesus,

You are a friend of mine.

He lived in a prison cell.

He did not look like me.

We had one thing in common:

We both wanted to be free.

Jesus came and called him friend;

So, freedom he could find.

Any friend of Jesus

Must be a friend of mine.

He was crippled with disease—

An outcast in the land.

His flesh and bone were wasted.

He could not even stand.

Jesus said he was his friend.

He’d not leave him behind.

Any friend of Jesus

Must be a friend of mine.

She made her home under a bridge.

Our worlds were far apart.

She had every thing she owned

In a shopping cart.

She, too, is a child of God;

And Jesus is her sign.

Any friend of Jesus

Must be a friend of mine.

(Final Chorus)

If you’re a friend of Jesus, friend,

You are a friend of mine—

No matter what you’re looking for,

No matter what you find.

I’m not here to change you

Or say you’re out of line.

If you’re a friend of Jesus, friend,

You are a friend of mine.

©Stan Sanford, 2012

Old Too Soon

Life for him has not turned out

The way he thought it’d be

The pictures he used to have

Today, he cannot see

Years ago the world was bright

His mind was filled with dreams

The colors have now faded

And so his hopes it seems

What stole the brightness of the day

Where did the future go

His dreams have turned to ashes

And why he does not know

His life is like the waning moon

For he’s grown old too soon

©Stan Sanford

May 1, 2012

Changes

Landscapes melting into sound

A journey into dreams

Emotions in a tidal pool

Light flowing down in streams

The cobalt magic of the night

Transcends my heart and mind

Beyond the realm of fantasy

Reality and time

Unlike all the nights before

My soul once struggled through

I walk on clouds in azure dreams

My nights are filled with you

In sapphire dreams somehow we met

In many shades of blue

Infusing, swirling, blending there

The moment I met you

All my life was changing

With everything brand new

Fantasy reality

The moment I met you

All my life was changing

In many shades of blue

And I could see an all new world

The day that I met you

A moment then changed everything

My direction and my plans

Elusive expectations

I held there my hands

My dreams became reality

Transcending time and space

The essence the whole of life

I saw there your face

Landscapes melting into sound

A journey into dreams

Emotions in a tidal pool

Light in a flowing down in streams

©Stan Sanford, 2000

You Are I AM

 In all things

Still other than

Sustaining all being

Yet beyond all existence

You are I AM

Across the universe

Simultaneously

Through the multiverse

Infinitely increasing

Infinitely retracting

Reality beyond reality

Reality within reality

You are I AM

In your being

Without boundaries

Without limitations

Within history timeless

You are I AM

You are

All being

All power

All freedom

All creativity

All value

You are I AM

©Stan Sanford

Easter 2012

Where Did Love Go?

 He stood in the shadows

Of a dimly lit room

Where one day not long ago

True light and love in bloom

Filled minds with expectation

Standing there he wondered

Why the room had grown dark

What took away light and love

What took away the spark

That was his heart’s elation

His mind found no answer

As tears screamed out his pain

He cried out for forgiveness

That he’d somehow regain

Renewed anticipation

©Stan Sanford

4-15-12

Love Songs

 Songs and poems wasted time

Wasted rhythm wasted rhyme

The muse has gone or else asleep

Clichés that have no power to keep

The mind engaged the heart enflamed

Their emptiness has only shamed

The poet and his dreams

Wasted efforts wasted words

Of rainbows butterflies and birds

Artificial saccharine sweet

Nothing real where minds may meet

There is no depth of contemplation

No emotion no elation

In nothingness he screams

©Stan Sanford

4-17-12