THE CONFLICT

Frailty is a funny thing. It talked her into a compromising situation. When she was strong she would proclaim “ I will never do that! “ . In her  might she could scale a wall bare footed and topple several giants with her hand tied behind her back. She seemed invincible.

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Now things are different. Battles have scarred her and she feels herself wavering. What was once firm ground now has turned into sinking sand. She said she would never stumble in matters of her heart and she did just that because weakness is peculiar. Her flaws continually beg for her attention. She looks in the mirror and where once stood a Jedi, now all she gazes at are the accusatory fingers that point to her and blame her for things that aren’t even her doing. That was her undoing back then and she wonders if it’ll contribute to her demise now.

She heard those voices back then and that’s how she lost her way. They drowned out her own voice and she followed the wrong ones, betraying herself. Now the image in the mirror begs her not to do it again. She is fragile and is succumbing more and more each day to what is comfortable because she has grown tired of the battles.

The conflict is in her soul and she knows there is a way out but she finds herself enjoying the darkness more than she thought possible. Being in the light this whole time has exhausted her. She finds opacity comforting, it’s where she can hide away, not having to worry so much about anything. The darkness beckons her daily; it is where light hasn’t reached yet. Those places longing for light’s exposure is where she treads lately. What she doesn’t realize is that as she visits those places, they are no longer in the dark because by illumination, they become won over territory.

Her darkness sees the light and it comprehends it not. It surrenders to the brilliance and that’s how she overcomes her weakness.

“It’s not by might nor power but by my Spirit,” says the Lord.

” Sin is basically the places of the heart where The Light hasn’t reached yet.” -Kim Clement

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At Your Feet

At your feet
I feel no pain from the defeat
At your feet
Light pushes the darkness in me back
At your feet
I find my once lost beat
At your feet
My pain is certain
But my joy knows no bounds
At your feet
My worries,doubts and fears fade
At your feet
Down I lay every one of my burdens
And pick up life’s eternal crown
At your feet
My tears unleash a torrent of my love for you
At your feet
Is where I’ll always want to be
At your feet
At your feet
At your feet.

Eva Santiago copyright 2014

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Blind Man’s Braille Part 4

We are all such spoiled brats

Never content with what we have

Always wanting more and more

Seldom appreciating what’s at our fingertips

Always taking for granted what’s in the palm of our hands

We yearn for this, that and the other. If we really took in a flower’s scent in our own backyard;feel the delicate petals, velvety and rich on our fingertips

We’d certainly know we’re all royalty awaiting the great awakening

Show me

Show me

Show me heaven

Yeah, it’s all around

Look in my eyes, you’ll see a glimpse of it

The prince and the pauper

The princess and her toad

We’re all royalty awaiting the great awakening

My beauty healed your beast

Your kiss awakened me from a deep coma like slumber

Run away with me and immerse yourself in the unseen

Behold the light of my torch and you’ll no longer be blind

Run away with me and immerse yourself in my dream

Behold the light of my torch and let me blow your mind

When we first kissed I whispered ,” I wanna lose myself in you…”

Inundate yourself in my being

Indeed, we’re all royalty here!

EVA SANTIAGO copyright 2013

 

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MY VOICE

Who cares about applause. Why care about what people think of my thoughts. I don’t write them to pass their approval. I didn’t write this to get their thumbs up. I didn’t write this to get people to nod their heads in agreement. Whatever you think,whether you like it or not,I’ll always keep laying out my thoughts and putting them in full view for the whole world to see. For heaven to know I worked hard at relaying their message. And when hell hears my words,the darkness is pushed way back and their tormenting shrills hushed.

 

Shut up?! Not now! Not ever. As a child they shut me up but for a very short season. For my mind,though it was young,knew what it wanted to say.  It wasn’t the time yet.When I was a child I spoke as a child. Now the time has come to boldly declare what would have been deemed inappropriate because after all,I was  a young Latina. That was the strike held against me.

 

Alas, that was then, this is now. The old is done and the new is in. So yeah, this voice will not be drowned. It will continue long after  I’m gone because my children and their children’s children will hear it and know this warrior fought and prayed for them;even before they came into existence. Before they were even an inkling of a thought in anyone’s mind.

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FOX and HOUND

Dear readers I normally don’t publish posts with profanity in them. Please excuse me as I don’t aim to offend anyone of you with this post. At times decent,clean words will fail us and the more appropriate word needed to express the intensity of the emotion will be a swear word. Whether you agree or not makes no difference. Thanks for your understanding

-Eva

FOX and HOUND

They met as children

When their universe was new

She held the stars

In her deep-set eyes

She knew nothing of meanness and lies

 

The fox and hound

These two grew and grew

A friendship formed

From 2 seeds planted in the ground

 

The years went on

Characters were set in place

While she played with dolls and lace

He’d take a thousand beatings in his face

 

They pledged a friendship’s love

He said he’d forever have her back

They pledged a friendship’s love

Promised he would never slack

 

And she trusted the fox

With her very life she did

Threw caution to the seven winds

Only to end up in a box

 

The one who pledged to have her back

Was  nowhere to be found

That night the predator came

He did not stop him

He did worse than doing nothing

He took his turn in his best friend‘s rape.

 

And my heart weeps with hers

And my heart aches with hers

For how can a mother have stopped this?

The rape of her own child

 

And justice will do nothing

Not a fucking thing will be done

For all the laws men write

Are all stacked up against her

 

The laws of this land are perverse

Everything is ass backward

Progress travels in reverse

For you see the laws say,” She asked for it.”

 

And justice will do nothing

Not a fucking thing will be done

For all the laws men write

Are designed to undermine her

 

You didn’t just rape my child

You stole from all of us

You violated our way of life

Run like hell before God takes yours

EVA SANTIAGO copyright 2013