“The Sweet Sound That Blows In The Wind”

As I reach the mountain top, the view

was so breath taken. I was there to

pray, to speak and to listen. To

have my inner soul hear and have

it awaken.

It is so peaceful up here, so beautiful

and quite. As my lips speak to Him

up above. My soul wishes to see

his mighty face, oh that will be a

magnificent sight.

My words I have to tell comes from

my heart and soul. For when I need

His help, I will come to Him and

that would be my goal.

As I am on that mountain top, I

can feel the wind. The wind is

very sweet, the sound I hear

will give me peace of mind.

David A. Bernard

“Death of A Body”

As I look upon his body, I see

the shell of his spirit. A spirit

will never die, it will always

live as it says in the holy writ.

For his pains and sorrows

are gone. His spirit will live

on, for were he is going is more

beautiful than the brightess

morning dawn.

He lived on this earth until

it was his time to go. Now

that he is gone sometimes

my body can his spirit

with me from head to toe.

Some moment in time I

will leave my body too.

Then I will see my son

that time will be so beautiful

with such a glorious view.

David A. Bernard

"Night Tears"

When the day turns into night

is when I talk to Him who is

above. For when my teary

heart needs His ear to listen

He is there with much love.

In the night it’s so quite I

can hear my heart beat.

As I kneel down and pray

I imagine I am next to

His feet.

As I pray my soul is so

humble, my eyes are

full of night tears.

When my last words are

spoken I can almost

hear His answer which

appears.

David A. Bernard

"Do Angels Cry"

We people see bad and good in this

world of ours. Sometimes we sheld

a tear or two when we feel happy or

sad. Some of us get on our knees

and pray with our head looking

into the stars.

When these things happen that are

either good or bad, do Angels cry?

When a great leader of the world

is killed do Angles cry or is it

that time will soon pass by.

When people of different color

come together to help out in

time of trouble, do Angels cry?

With their souls full of tears

does it make them feel very

humble?

We people of this world, do we

believe in Angels or a God?

And if there are Angels do

they cry? I wonder when I

look in this beautiful blue

sky.

David A. Bernard

"Rampage to Live"

We are huge in this remote
area we call our home.
We have families that we
take care of, to feed.
And we also love to roam.

We were here first, its
our land the place we
were born. If any
human try to take
our land, or our food
let them be warn.

It's our right to protect
and try to survive.
We were first, its our
land. All we want to
do is feed our family
and stay alive.

It may seem that we
are mad when we kill.
But we do cry when our
families die. All we want
from you is goodwill.

Maybe in this remote
India land you humans
can create one of us in
stone. That will show
us within your human
heart that love is shown


David A. Bernard

"Tranquility"

They stood arm in arm,
on the soft damp sand.
Watching the waves coming
and going back and forth.
They were alone to embrace
each other, with love and
compassion. For their
love was deeper than the
deepest sea. Their
compassion for each other
was greater than anyone
can imagine. for they
weren't in love with each
other, but in love for one
another. As they stood
on the soft damp sand
they could see the horizons
light up with beauty as
the sun slowly went down.

David A. Bernard