Wild Fire of Transformation

Wild Fire of Transformation

(for Billy)

Wilderness treks,
Mountains high, Valleys low
Through canyons and across rivers
In search of importance,
The importance of purpose
To a life wild~
The bullseye to the heart
Along contemplative clues
For a man to realize eternity
With the Truth
Of His Identity,
A son of God,
A co-heir to the Kingdom
With Life, Love, Joy
Rooted into his reality
Set to break loose,
A Wild Fire of Transformation
When a son rises
Into his truest self,
A testament to his testimony
In Light of the past.
~Selah~

 

~By: A.J. Wagoner

© 2016

 

Let Go of Fear

Let Go of Fear

We run and we run
East to West, North to South
Away from issues,
Away from confrontation
Afraid, shivers in the night,
Not timbers on the seas
For stereotypes and profiles
Of you, me, them vs us
Bred in fear, darkest fear~
We hide from our shadows
Cry out ‘Racist’, and other labels
To cause our own ‘Pan’-demic
On our nights we should fly free,
Yes fly Free, sons and daughters,
Loosen your grip on the covers
Let Go of Fear
And allow Light, Love
To shine evermore
To release Joy, Peace~
Oh so much Grace
For ourselves,
The ones we cherish,
Love persistent in Pursuit.
~Selah~

~By: A.J. Wagoner
© 2016

Freshest Lines

Freshest Lines

Blank slates all around
Page after page
Of empty blue outlines
And the echoes exist
Ready to pour out
Onto the Freshest Lines
To tell stories and rhymes~
Obstacles may arise
Roadblocks in thought,
But what a surprise
Words flow when sought,
The fortune to our lives
To string our minds out loud
Along ribbons of white
And the discourse of Truth
Rests for you and me
To grasp the foundation
Of Love and Grace, forevermore~
The Freshest Lines
Await radical dreams,
So come forth hidden gems
Allow your jewels to shine
Line-by-line again.
~Selah~

~By: A.J. Wagoner
© 2016

Stripped to the Core

Stripped to the Core

Folded in realities
Of Dreams faded
And Stripped to the Core
My heart bleeds,
A crimson noise echoes
On the drip drop
Upon the nerves of nightmares~
The hidden bypasses
Into other dimensions
Unseen, Unnoticed
And life flows in the veins
Of our tall tales and storybooks,
A midnight caress
On the train to nowhere,
The Journey roars continuous
Our process to love
You, me, everybody~
Stripped to the Core
Naked before Heaven
I Am yours.
~Selah~

~By: A.J. Wagoner
© 2016

Buzzed In

Buzzed In

Black-top desk
Wooden risks
And the buzzed in dreams
Pile on higher and higher
To relinquish stress
When a moment passes
And lost trains of thought
Derail over and over
Again what can we do?
A pantheon of noises rattle
On and on and on
To the drum of music
In the jungle,
A Buzzed In Testimony
Of Angels in the fight
To bring Justice about
More and more ~ Truth
Spoken and unspoken,
Simple and known
Rests for each of us
To grasp the depth of Love
Poured out by Heaven.
~Selah~

~By: A.J. Wagoner
© 2016

One Name Always

One Name Always

Fear.
A marauder and fiend
in search of the ones
reticent to the will o’ wisps
of its tendrils,
hidden backdrops
to snare the unexpected~
Oh careful your tread
for the darkness prowler
when tragedy strikes
every which way
for its anger, set to roar
and divert the mind
from the situation at hand,
so Truth stays at bay
and the fiend can grip tight
more and more the children of light~
SILENCE!!
Fear ~ hush your prowlers’ muse
and back away from them all
for I speak One Name, always
~Yeshua, Jesus, Peace~
Arise Children of Light
Fear shall no longer torment you.
~Selah~

~By: A.J. Wagoner
© 2016

Development

Development

Structures rise up
A pendulum swing
Of paramount promotions
When letters transition,
Capitals et al
And the dreams fluorescent
Flicker on and off
An ‘Open’, ‘Closed’ Farewell
On Moravian anthems~
Ballads untold in Droves
Speaks to the Development
Of Possible Passion
To scream forth the Truth,
Known, unknown, always
Absolute strength found
In the Unity of you and I,
A ‘we’ the world awaits
For Sons and Daughters
To speak and listen in turns
Along the Development
Of ink touched down
On the lines of our hearts.
~Selah~

~By: A.J. Wagoner
© 2016

In Every Direction

In Every Direction

Whistled Truth
Through clenched teeth
When constellations swirl
In the night sky,
A ballet of images
From dragons to hunters,
Scorpions to warriors,
Legendary myths come to life
Speak into character and more
Of perspectives to gaze upon~
Yes Truth expanded on
Each and every day
When -isms over and over
Try to divide the people,
Yet when they allow Love
To work and flow Free,
Then unity blossoms
Even n the darkest places~
Oh how Love longs to breathe
Over every wound and broken area
To heal every man, woman and child
In every direction,
North, South, East and West
For our tribes, nations together
Can accomplish more than we
Could ever imagine.
~Selah~

~By: A.J. Wagoner
© 2016

Freedom Breathes

Freedom Breathes

A weekend to remember
To celebrate Independence
For a country, a nation,
But so much more
Every moment, every instance
A pebble in YHWH’s toolbox
To set His Sons and Daughters Free~
Yes Freedom Breathes life
Deeper than one could imagine,
So my brothers and sisters
Close your eyes, picture the chains
And in an instant shackles
Snap clean and fall away,
While the cell doors clink open
For you stand Free,
More free than you ever thought,
Free to choose the paths to go
And life blossoms in Grace
When Truth spoken takes root
In the hearts of El Elyon’s children~
Freedom Breathes Deep
To clear the mind and release
Each one from fear, shame, worry
More and more
In the process of our days.
~Selah~

~By: A.J. Wagoner
© 2016

Spiritual Explosion

Spiritual Explosion

(for my fiancée)

One day at a time
Close your eyes and explore
The Deepness of Faith,
Of Grace and His Love~
A Spiritual Explosion
Awakens a Daughter
To new experiences,
Fresh ideas and deeper Truth
To enliven her Spirit
And over fill her again and again,
So do NOT be afraid,
But Jump all in,
Into His Presence and Love,
Into His Depths of Possibility
And explore Heaven and Earth
With renewed Passion and Faith
More and more each day~
A Spiritual Explosion
Propels her forward
Beyond the universe
Into Abba’s outstretched arms.
~Selah~

~By: A.J. Wagoner
© 2016

Simple Plans

Simple Plans

Simple Plans
Of renewed Passion
Buzz around the mind,
A mismatch masquerade
On dispatches of Beauty
Through the days and nights
We live our lives
All in the matter
Of hours and years
We run and run and run
More and more~
Hidden dreams, talents
Come out to play
The love to explore
All around the world.
~Selah~

~By: A.J. Wagoner
© 2016

Lake House Discourse

Lake House Discourse

The lap of water on the wall
Along a lake of Peace
For loved ones, friends
To relax and enjoy
One another’s company,
A real and present Truth
Of the wake of waves
To force pressured Joys
To rise and break,
A hello of sorts
To the shoreline~
Oh how the Peacefulness excels
In the Dove’s coos
Within the mighty sentinels,
Who hold stories of lifetimes
Of those who pass through
The days, weeks, years
Along a lake’s transitions~
The Beauty of strength
In the hollows of history
To remind us of how far
One can travel in time.
~Selah~

~By: A.J. Wagoner
© 2016

Realize Breath

Realize Breath

Every man, woman and child,
If you have ears, listen close
Independence of country exists
From the foundation
Of who we exist to be,
An Identity placed upon Grace
And every one of us
Can arise and become
More than what we portray~
Yes, listen close
The day dawns to the East
And each minute, hour
Rests with bated Breath,
The Earth to realize
The sons and daughters of God,
His Chosen Ones,
His Royal Priesthood,
You, Me, each one of us,
So arise Son, arise Daughter
And allow the Earth surprise
In the Beauty and Glory
Of the children YHWH loves.
~Selah~

~By: A.J. Wagoner
© 2016

Temperature Rises

Temperature Rises

Fourteen steps up
Twenty degree difference
For up one flight
The Temperature Rises
When sweat drops leap forth~
The Temperature Rises
A constant in the woods
When humidity indexes
And showers fade,
While reluctance to move
Still causes water loss
Ha! The Temperature Rises
On the way to away
From the Father’s Grace
For conviction pops the collar
And stretches one’s thoughts,
“Should I or shouldn’t I”~
The Temperature Rises
The core of our Identity,
But still I rest cool
In your humble Embrace.
~Selah~

~By: A.J. Wagoner
© 2016

Our Hope Alive and Well

Our Hope Alive and Well

The steady drum of water
One drop at a time
Into a basin underneath,
Leaks occur in life
Where Hope dwindles
Three…Two…One…
Over and over again
Along the trials we face~
Should we let loose of Hope
All can be lost in an instant,
The blink of an eye,
But when we cleave tight
And hang on with all we can,
Then Hope grows and bursts forth
To renew faith and grace
For in the darkest moments
Hope ties us to an Anchor,
A real and present reality
To the confident expectation
Of our Abba’s promises, Jesus~
Our Hope Alive and Well
Resurrected with us in mind.
~Selah~

~By: A.J. Wagoner
© 2016

Sketch a Hand

Sketch a Hand

Blank sheet of page
Fingers wide
Pressed down
And in one fluid motion
Sketch a Hand
For applause and such~
Give a hand away
To help someone in need
With encouragement and Love,
Passion pulsates True
Over and Louder
All in One,
One in All
Or For? You, me~
Sketch a Hand
Get an idea in mind
To pen the Rhythm
Of 7 billion heart beats.
~Selah~

~By: A.J. Wagoner
© 2016

Into Destiny and More

Into Destiny and More

(for Posie Elizabeth Samuels)

Hallelujah! Praises ring out
For a Daughter jumps forth
Into Destiny and more
Of the Kingdom of Love~

A Truth paramount
Of no separation at all
From the Father, Abba
Her Rock, Foundation above

And the desperation to know
Flees and leaves her alone
For Holy Ghost’s diplomatic wisdom
Flows over her with sweet devotion~

A systematic Creation
Explodes a thousand fold
To cause ripples of Grace
Along a Daughter’s promotion

For Into Destiny and More
She takes a leap into His Ocean
Of Passion, Joy, Truth and Peace~
A Daughter to fly, graceful Dove.

~By: A.J. Wagoner
© 2016

Fight or Flight

Fight or Flight

Natural tendencies
In pressure-packed scenarios
To put up a tussle
Or flee to safety,
Fight or Flight
Mentalities all the same
To take care of one’s self
Or the one’s closest to you
And offer protection in some way~
A Beautiful bypass
Along rhythmic tears
For the day rises forth
To shine Light unto darkness,
Love unto hatred and anger
And allow Grace to permeate
Every highway and byway!
~Selah~

~By: A.J. Wagoner
© 2016

A Circadian Hello

A Circadian Hello

Lay flat eyes wide open
Or maybe they close
Rhythmic breath~
In and Out, In and Out,
A peace settles
And peacefulness wins
For Rest to envelope
Mind, body, and spirit
A Circadian Hello,
Kisses from Heaven~
Angels patrol the Halls
To protect His children~
A cloud by day
And fire by night,
Dragon’s breath
All day every day
For spiritual warriors
To soar and soar all around
Through any nightmare
And drive out evil
For Love to pulsate
Louder and Louder.
~Selah~

~By: A.J. Wagoner
© 2016

Well Up

Well Up

Days, weeks of silence
Words well up inside
A tsunami of force
When ink dries and lips freeze
To harbor sails released
Only to falter in the fray
On the winds of time,
The sands surreal all around
And the pulsation amplifies
An echo in silence~
Oh a well up
Of Possibility shifts
Renewed breath
And when the space loosens
For one to let go
To allow syllables a flow,
Freedom in the masterpiece
Along rivers of Joy,
So Release and let out
All of which needs release.
~Selah~

~By: A.J. Wagoner
© 2016

Love in the End

Love in the End

Simple words to pen
One, two, three~
Love in the end
Every man, woman, child
No matter their background,
No matter their mistakes
Just Love
L. O. V. E. ~ LOVE
Listen to the beat
Of the depths of hearts
Virtual and Free
Each their own way
So Love closer, deeper
Thy brothers and sisters,
Thy neighbors all around
For Love in the End
Pulsates Truth
Of our deepest identities.
~Selah~

~By: A.J. Wagoner
© 2016

Tear My Chest Open

Tear My Chest Open

The Page, the pave
All in the same
Ink spills forth
For in the wake of hatred
Love, Compassion flood the senses~
Tear my chest open,
A button-down shirt
To see flesh and bone
All of us bleed red
No matter our pigment of skin,
No matter our backgrounds
And every one of us years,
Yearns for Love, Acceptance
Oh tear my chest open
And an ‘L’ stands out,
Not an ‘S’ for Superman,
But an ‘L’ for LOVE
For hatred begets hatred,
Violence more violence
And even if we disagree
We can still love one another~
The dialogue not of guns this
Or religion that,
But of why we allow hatred
To breed over and over again?
A constant drum drowns the madness
And even in the shock
I will scream out
‘I LOVE YOU’~
And You, and You
And yes even You!
Tear my chest open
 I bleed and bleed
The tears for which no one can
All to speak Truth on the page
To let syllables of Love
Spill from my tongue,
My pen and my heart.
~Selah~

~By: A.J. Wagoner
© 2016

Every Journey Morphs

Every Journey Morphs

(for TJ Candee)

A long route home
Here, there, everywhere
To search and search
For the hidden pieces
Of the puzzle longed for
And every journey morphs
The heart into a clearer picture
Of a Daughter’s truest Identity~
Venture out into the Unknown
Hang on tight for the ride
Gets wild and crazy ahead,
But Good always results
While one walks hand-in-hand
With her Precious Creator,
Her Rock and Salvation,
Abba Daddy~
Yes Every Journey Morphs
Into more than one
Could ever imagine,
The wildest dreams
Come to life again and again.
~Selah~

~By: A.J. Wagoner
© 2016

Every Journey Morphs

Every Journey Morphs

(for TJ Candee)

A long route home
Here, there, everywhere
To search and search
For the hidden pieces
Of the puzzle longed for
And every journey morphs
The heart into a clearer picture
Of a Daughter’s truest Identity~
Venture out into the Unknown
Hang on tight for the ride
Gets wild and crazy ahead,
But Good always results
While one walks hand-in-hand
With her Precious Creator,
Her Rock and Salvation,
Abba Daddy~
Yes Every Journey Morphs
Into more than one
Could ever imagine,
The wildest dreams
Come to life again and again.
~Selah~

~By: A.J. Wagoner
© 2016

Fresh Ventilation

Fresh Ventilation

A rehash of ideas,
Stories, words
Over and over and over,
Again and again~
The same old, same old
And the audience lethargic
From the stuffiness~
Open up the vents
Allow Fresh Ventilation
To permeate the mind
And awaken the forgotten,
The lost, the unworthy
Stories, words, songs
For the world needs the freshness
Day-in and Day-out
So Creatives and Dreamers
Can continue to lay out ideas~
The ideas to transform the everyday
Over and over and over
Again and again
For not many can remember
Days of old, of yester-year
When high-speed existed only in racecars
And pictures required hours
Of paint and paintbrush,
And now the Fresh Ventilation
Allows for high-speed fill in the blank
And instant cameras to canvas
More and more.
~Selah~

~By: A.J. Wagoner
© 2016

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