A Place to Rival Heaven
A place of perfection
It exists in the storm
A place of above water
A place to call home
A place to feel at peace
It exists despite chaos
A place to find solice
A place to call my own
A place that rivals heaven
It exists in your arms
A place to know love
A place in which I belong
— H. Danielle Crabtree
These Things
These are the things that make me believe
That keep my trust in you
These are the things that make me smile
that make my world feel new
These are the things that keep me sane
that chase away the blue
These are the things that keep me falling
that make me love you.
— H. Danielle Crabtree
Light My Heart
For Scott
Light my heart with love
Kiss my lips to feel its fire
The warmth your presence brings
Keeps my world in spring
No blossoms fade to summer
Or waning of the fall
Your touch is all I need
To keep me through the winter
Through the cold and lonely days
Their grasp I will escape
With thoughts of love divine
Found in your embrace
Light my heart with love
Kiss my lips to feel its fire
The warmth your presence brings
Is all that I desire
H. Danielle Crabtree
Dec. 8, 2010
If not
If not through grace,
Than how do we live?
Through the struggles of youth
The trials of life
The tribulations in death
If not through hope,
Than how do we dream?
Of rainbows and horses
Of a future of good things
Of salvation with our king
If not through love,
Than how do we forgive?
For wrongs left undone
For pain that burns strong
For innocences lost in the young
If not for Him,
Than where are these things?
The strength of grace
The joy of hope
The patience of love
— H. Danielle Crabtree
The Mask
Little girl behind the mask;
A smile lights your face.
Hiding the tears that grace your cheeks,
In the evening of the day.
What makes you hide the way you do?
Why not find a place to shine?
The inner truth, the inner you,
The beauty sheltered inside.
What follies lead to evil things?
That bruised, that scarred,
That left you dead,
In this world of material things.
Little girl behind the mask,
Let a smile grace your lips.
Not in falsehood, but in triumph,
When you find a truth that’s real.
— H. Danielle Crabtree
July 16, 2010
Forever
What makes a day feel like forever;
When it’s but one turn of the earth?
The setting of the sun gives way to the moon;
Until the dawn flames the sky in rebirth.
In those hours of daylight and darkness,
Misery and sadness keep time.
Left in a void, a heart still yearns;
For an hour that is but an hour.
But each day spent in forever,
Winds down to another day dawned.
Until the torturous wait of eternity shifts,
From forever to fleeting through love.
— H. Danielle Crabtree
July 6, 2010
Here’s a new one. I wrote this a bit on the fly, so probably not one of my best, but hey, not for what it is. …
Missing you
What I’ll miss is the thousand kisses;
Your smile that lights your eyes.
The way your hand folds in mine;
And how you keep me warm at night.
To see your chest rise and fall;
To feel the breath that you breathe;
The beat of your heart, alive in my ear;
Let’s me know that you’re real.
And when the world starts closing in;
And the darkness erases the light;
The things I miss will get me through;
Until you’re back in my life.
– H. Danielle Crabtree
July 5, 2010
Greater than Me
In the darkness I stand
alone in the night
counting stars
wishing I could fly
What lies beyond
A simple question of faith
there must be more
then this life I face
When I can’t go on
I look to the sky
Finding faith
In the dark of the night
I know there’s hope
when I stand alone
and see
Something greater than me
It’s hard to wake up
face the blinding light
the hustle of day
the monotany of life
No change, only pain
until I can’t go on
Grace alone gets me through
When I can’t go on
I look to the sky
Finding faith
In the dark of the night
I know there’s hope
When I stand alone
and see
Something greater than me
– H. Danielle Crabtree
This is a new one. I wrote it in January. However, I’m still not sure I’m entirely happy with it. I may play with it again tomorrow, but for now, I’m posting it. Yes, I know I write some dark stuff, but hey, at least it keeps the rest of me sunshiny and happy.
Death and Bone
In this place of death and bone
A bleeding heart learns to scorn
No compassion left for a torn soul
Future’s path set in stone
Fight he must with fire and blade
Fostering hate in an elemental’s rage
Degradation of faith until he stands alone
Smoldering as the embers fade
In this place of death and bone
A broken soul searches for home
Compassion exists beneath the ash
Finding ways to atone
–H. Danielle Crabtree
