What are walls?

Breaching the wall
By Al Vester

Take down this wall
Was a president’s call
To heal a divided nation

The statesmen have all died
Their office filled with men of pride
Who view integrity a form of dissension

Where now is the call
By either great or small
To heal hate and contention.

We line up on opposing sides
While the truth tries to hide
That we’ve lost our compassion.

What are walls?

Walls are separators. Most physical walls in our current society are built to provide security, to reduce the risk of someone breaking into our home or business. Continue reading “What are walls?”

The Upward Path

An early morning flight from a dark and rainy airport into the light of early dawn above the clouds became a metaphor in my mind of our heavenward journey.

Upward Flight
            Al Vester

Dark and gray is the night
            As we first board the flight.
Then up the dawn sky
            Like the first birds to fly
Up through the clouds
            Those layered white shrouds
That hide earth below
            And all that we know
Of old sorrows and fears
            As we wipe away tears.
Then bursting into light
            We behold glorious sights
Of blue, pink, and golds
            As all heaven unfolds
Brighter still as we climb
            Where the sun starts to shine
Appearing whiter than white
            So intense is the light
As in visions of old
           Where holy prophets foretold
Of our God on his throne
            There all our trials are known.
Where our faith and our love
            For our dear Savior, above
Allow his mercy to claim
            And in great joy we remain
By His throne, we will stay
            On this great endless day.
Gone are darkness and clouds
            Along with death and its shrouds
Freed from sin and its stains
            We will sing the glad strains
Of praise for the love
            Of our Father above.

Life’s fog

So often we seem like wanderers in a dense fog, not seeing more than a step or two ahead. It becomes easy to forget about the clear, bright skies that shine only a few hundred meters over our heads. Nevertheless, our lack of vision does not negate the fact that the sun shines brightly above us or that there is a God in heaven. Continue reading “The Upward Path”

Why Show Compassion?

Both the poem and the painting are based on an actual incident experienced while commuting to work. My heart went out to the unknown woman, weeping alone. In the painting, the trees have been shaped to represent the depressing voices that she hears within her head. My own daughters were having struggles at that time and I was worrying about them even as I considered the sorrow of this poor lady.

A Woman Weeping at the Bus Stop
             By Al Vester
A woman sat weeping softly by the bus stop,
Fair hair hanging curtain-like around her face.
Slender fingers tried to comb the matted mop,
Failing, where tangled locks remained in place.
The passing hand showed sunken cheeks,
Evidence of bitter days and dreary weeks.
 
Sorrow separated from the world, she bent
Alone, unloved, unsheltered from the sky,
Her bowed back being her spirit’s only tent.
The bus arrived, but still she stayed to cry.
What path had brought her to this state?
When did accumulated errors grow so great?

Passer-by’s ponder while they wait
Brooding as they board their morning bus
Praying that their daughter’s fate
Would different be, and not end thus
Sitting at a bus stop as if traveling somewhere
Sadly saddled with sorrows going nowhere.

Compassion

In a world filled with many sorrows, there are good people everywhere who are moved with compassion to alleviate the suffering that those around them. Continue reading “Why Show Compassion?”