Poetry from the heart

Despair

In my despair,
With all my burdens I could not bear.
A Savior did appear,
I heard Him whisper in my ear.
You are My child,
No longer will you be reviled.
With tears streaming down my face,
No longer will I be a disgrace.
With just a word,
I heard.
With just a touch I became,
More than a name, 
I became a flame.
With a message of love,
Given from above. 
God sent His son,
To give us victory that will not be undone.
And on that cross,
Which was meant for loss.
There was redemption,
From all our transgression.
With His Blood that was shed,
Out of captivity He led.
We are called to reign, 
And forever with Him we will remain.

Copyright © Deborah Seale | Year Posted 2022

https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/despair_1478816

All the broken people

All the broken people
I look around and see so many
Then I realize I am one 
Of the broken people
All the broken people
Looking and waiting 
For answers that don’t seem to appear
Waiting to be heard
Waiting to be seen
Waiting for an answer
All the broken people
Needing to be put together
One more time
Or 
Maybe 
Some of us broken people
Don’t remember a time 
Of not being broken
Wondering
What it feels like to not be
Broken.

Copyright © Deborah Seale | Year Posted 2025

https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/all_the_broken_people_1750319

The coward

The coward
Hiding in the shadows 
Waiting, watching always hiding
Never standing 
Always lurking.
The victim
Always unexpectedly grabbed
Pulled into the shadows
Too afraid to run from the coward
Fear so contagious until …
A light begins to shine into the darkness
Strength begins to grow
Just a trickle then a flow
The warrior stands 
The coward hides
The warrior standing tall
The Light getting brighter  
The coward goes into the shadows
deeper
The warrior discovers the light is within 
The coward screams 
The warrior turns and looks behind 
Other victims are following close 
Following the Light into freedom 
A roar can be heard softly at first 
Then a mighty roar is resounding through the land
The victims run in freedom
Never looking back 
Cowards hide 
Gathering like jackals 
Waiting, laughing and trembling in fear.

Copyright © Deborah Seale | Year Posted 2025

https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/the_coward_1788621

The edge of humanity

I walked out to the edge of humanity 
I could see what was, what is, and what will be.
All through time and space
The human race.
Our thoughts 
Meaningless yet grasping for hope 
Wondering 
Feeling a loss of control 
How do we let go?
Hanging in a balance 
Yet, we, as frail as a piece of dust 
Simply being.
God 
So big and awesome 
Indescribable 
Yet, here and now 
We, mere mortals 
Are children of someone so much greater than we can or could ever imagine.
Humanity on the edge 
Rushing headlong into destruction,   
Annihilation 
We, simply are not in control.
We understand not of greater things.
Time, 
In a forward motion
Surges forth as it bends and twist
Mere humans, simply being.
As fingers being peeled loose of things not meant to be controlled by those of greed
We wait
Watching, groaning in anticipation on the edge of humanity of things to come.
A time beyond human thought can ever imagine or achieve in our own humanity.
Time 
Moving forward at an accelerated pace
Feeling uncontrolled, yet, in reality, very much controlled
Not by mere humans 
Frail dust
Hanging in a balance
By God in His awesomeness.
The only one who was, who is, and who forever will be.

Copyright © Deborah Seale | Year Posted 2025

https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/the_edge_of_humanity_1778197

Kingdom Children Raise

Somewhere in between,
The seen and unseen.
It’s all been there from the beginning,
It’s just now the veil is thinning.
Why are you so surprised?
The enemy had everything disguised.
Prophets have shouted,
Many have doubted.
Time,
It is sublime.
God in all His splendor,
He is our great defender.
Captives in prisons long held,
Have finally been expelled.
Cries of freedom
Are now heard throughout the Kingdom.
Shouts of Praise,
Kingdom children raise.
Shout to the King,
Let your voices ring.
The King is coming,
The King is coming,
The King is coming.

© Deborah Seale Schnadelbach 2024

https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/kingdom_children_raise_1640809