Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Humanity

Today I wanted to contemplate over someone else's amazing work.
This Poem really makes me ponder how I judge others.

"There are hermit souls that live withdrawn
In the place of their self-content;
There are souls like stars, that dwell apart,
In a fellowless firmament;
There are pioneer souls that blaze the paths
Where highways never ran-
But let me live by the side of the road
And be a friend to man.

Let me live in a house by the side of the road
Where the race of men go by-
The men who are good and the men who are bad,
As good and as bad as I.
I would not sit in the scorner's seat
Nor hurl the cynic's ban-
Let me live in a house by the side of the road
And be a friend to man.

I see from my house by the side of the road
By the side of the highway of life,
The men who press with the ardor of hope,
The men who are faint with the strife,
But I turn not away from their smiles and tears,
Both parts of an infinite plan-
Let me live in a house by the side of the road
And be a friend to man.

I know there are brook-gladdened meadows ahead,
And mountains of wearisome height;
That the road passes on through the long afternoon
And stretches away to the night.
And still I rejoice when the travelers rejoice
And weep with the strangers that moan,
Nor live in my house by the side of the road
Like a man who dwells alone.

Let me live in my house by the side of the road,
Where the race of men go by-
They are good, they are bad, they are weak, they are strong,
Wise, foolish - so am I.
Then why should I sit in the scorner's seat,
Or hurl the cynic's ban?
Let me live in my house by the side of the road
And be a friend to man."

--Sam Walter Foss



Does feeling unified with all of Humanity change your view on mankind's existence?


I'd be interested to hear your comments.


Chelsea Merkley


Dec. 7, 2011

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Divine Freedom

It is the end of the term and my brain is beginning to be frazzled.
My husband and I entertained the idea of going to Italy or France for a few days or a week to unwind.
Therefore, this is the poem which came from those feelings.

Today I want to run away.
Across the Field of dreams.
Revelling in the get away;
Of my childhood schemes.

Flying through the pain.
Above the sorrow and Tribulation.
Wandering to an Island of Dreams
Where I receive divine salvation.

Pondering beauty, love and peace. Given to us without cease. 
Given the life of ease that is sure to please.
Learn, laugh and love.
Soar free like a pure, white dove.

Chelsea Merkley

Nov. 14, 2011

Monday, September 5, 2011

Godliness

When I am a Goddess, then will I be clean?
Or do I wait until the world invents me a cleaning machine?
Do I wait until the next world to become the Queen of  a Perfectly Pristine Palace?
Are the streets of Heaven lined with Maids and Housekeepers?
Or are there majestically beautiful Golden Road Sweepers?
Is there Magic that makes it always spotless in Heaven?
Wouldn't it be neat to see if these queries were true?
I'd be happy to wait and I bet so would you!


Chelsea Merkley
- September 6, 2011

Thursday, July 14, 2011

A Brighter Future

                                               A Brighter Future
Silver wishes roam, from my heavenly home—
Where my father sits on his majestic throne!
Pure, sweet angels guard me with love.
The Holy Ghost descends and soars in my heart, like a dove.
Pain and sorrow give me hope for a better tomorrow.
Precious children of God; What I wouldn’t do to meet you someday.
Even if it’s after this life: and far away.
This hope I have within me—like a fire will never dim!
Your possibilities surround me and reach inside my skin!
Today I’ll pray and fast for you my future child!
Someday I’ll see you with the help of the meek and mild!

           Chelsea Merkley
             July 14, 2011

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Infinite Beauty

 Beauty is only skin deep they say.
Then why do they make me feel this way?
What I see or hear in this world today-
Isn't what is appears to be anyway.

Illusions of perfection haunt our world.
Defile your body and you'll be heard.
Sad visions, these women who alter reality.
So they can brainwash our minds and bodies, to corrupt vanity.

When will they embrace truth?
The honesty we learn in our youth.

Virtue is in the eye of the beholder.
We must dig deeper than the surface.
Shallow judgments stain pure hearts--
We need to remember who we are.
With our Divine Potential we can all go far!

Chelsea Merkley
July 13, 2011 

Monday, June 27, 2011

illuminating light

Sometimes I wonder why me?
I am often sick and can't take care of family.
My faith faulters when faced with opposition.
I need to learn to take a different position; so my faith can grow in fruition.
Seeing isn't believing; believing is seeing.
Talents I posess, threaten me with unrest.
 I quiver at the thought of failure. And frighten the light away with doubt.
Someday I'll have it all figured out.
I can become more than I hoped I'd be, with the majesty of eternity.

By Chelsea Merkley June 26, 2011

Sunday, May 29, 2011

What is the sea?

The sea beckons me,
inside it's mystery I’ll be,
                               interwoven in ecstasy.
           Her waves break on the shore.
Crashing pain, throbbing in my core.
           Yet, boisterous waves create peace as well.
So complex this joy and sorrow — I cannot tell.
            The charm in her mist bewitches me.
  Like a depth of wide serenity.
           Solitude seems perfectly content.
She fools me with her disguise.
Life emerges from the ocean’s eyes.
            I let tranquility within arise!
She engulfs me with her luring sighs.
            I become one with her magnificent  tides.
-April 2011
By Chelsea Merkley


Saturday, May 21, 2011

The End of The World

Hot to cold; young to old;
Scared of the fork in the road.
Danger lurks outside it seems-
And in my deepest, darkest dreams.
Little rest, causes much fear.
As I write- I wipe a tear.
Is this the end? Or the beginning?
When will my head stop spinning?
Will mankind stop winning?
Tomorrow is a dawn of a new day!
But, if it's not we'll be okay!


May 21,2011  Chelsea Merkley

Thursday, May 19, 2011

Heavenly Home

Water falls from the sky for days at a time.
Is Heaven mourning?
Mankind must be in vile disarray for so heavy a time of sorrow.
We must turn around our ways before the judgement of tomorrow.
Conniving friends rival at the possibility of being wrong.
War rages abroad and within our borders.
Chaos overwhelms the peace within.
Where can I find such solace?
Is it in Babylon any longer?
I trust my soul to the only one who knows my deepest, darkest secrets.
He protects me from the drudgery of the endless night-leads me into the dawn.
Faith, hope and trust- I follow a narrow road.
Too many forks and turns diverge on my path;
How do I know which to choose?
The Light of Christ inside my heart and mind.
Indicates where home can be found.

I rejoice at the hope of a new day.
Where Angel's lead me on my way.
To the great and dreadful day-
My Heavenly return to Celestial Glory.

Chelsea Merkley

May 19, 2011

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Blessing From Above


Rain descends from above; I truly need a hug.
Tic Toc, Drip, Drop.
Sounds of water falling on my window pane, makes my efforts to sleep vain.
One request to my beloved, and he helps my fears and distractions disappear. 
Certainly then, I can see clear. 
A blessing from the power of God soothes my mind and heart. 
The joy and happiness are about to start. 
Sweet clarity and peace fill my soul as I slumber with the feeling of safety.

-May 17,2011
By Chelsea Merkley 

Monday, May 16, 2011

Part Poem Part Faith; Story of my Life

Once their was a little girl, not too long ago.
She loved to sing, and dance for fun and smile wherever she did go.
She was always joyous and carefree;
What zest for a little child- she did possess you see!
She loved life and everyone in it and wanted to spread her joy to all.
Spinning and frolicing all around, not worried about who might watch her going around and around.
She thought of the positive and happy things she could do, not the ones which made her feel blue.
Well, somewhere in her childhood years she lost part of the spark of  past youthful cheer.
She tried her hand at many a craft, but gave up to easy- since her guardian implied- she was daft.
The Guardian called her, "The Quitter", to which she became quite defensive and bitter.
She began to think, "I wonder what they think of me?"And "Will this make make them happy?"
Instead of, " How great this get together will be!"
The dark cloud of misery descended unhesitantly.
Self-Pity and doubt shrouded her thoughts.
The truths in her faith and religion were fading in what the Guardian now taught.
Confusion ran through her mind, as clashing ideals and self image intertwined.
She thought, "Who am I?" and do I really matter?
As the girl inside the woman pondered that, she heard her conscience utter;
"I am a daughter of God who loves me and I love him, I will stand as a witness of God in all things,at all times and in all places." Standing for a witness starts with me. I am capable of marvelous talents and wonderful skills. All I need is faith, hard work and perserverance to overcome any obstacle. I can beat any negative thought with optimism and idealism. Fantasies and dreams for my future, can and do become realities. Love for all mankind is critical to forgiving myself and others close to me. As I learn to see the world through Heavenly Father's Eyes I can be more like him and divinely see the light in every person's countenance more clearly; including my own.

Chelsea Merkley
May 16, 2011

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Spring

Life is about to start.
      Birds singing -joyfully.
I sing in harmony.
The warmth of the sun radiates my skin.
        I feel a new journey begin.

 Anticipation builds for the best of all seasons!

      Lush, green lawns appear, and the smell of freshly cut grass.
Frigid days of snow are past.
     Swimming, friends, and barbecues; aren't these things we all could use?
Tropical vacations and lazy days at the beach!
            This timing is almost within my reach!
- April 6, 2011


       By Chelsea Merkley

Sunday, March 27, 2011

To Garrett

My cousin in law just passed away from injuries
He got involved in an avalanche yesterday.
He died this morning. As my heart prays and hopes for a
happier future for his wife Molly, and his family- I grieve too.

What is life? So pure and gentle.
Our spirit and body is our temple.
Do I live each day to the fullest?
And realized how I am truly blessed?
Do I share my love, hopes and dreams-
With those I admire?
Knowing at anytime God could take them higher.
Life is so short here on earth- am I all I should be?
Can I see through the eyes of an Angels Decree?
Life is not all, for tomorrow may be-
A Divine Glory of eternity.Chelsea Merkley 4/28/11

Saturday, March 26, 2011

Divine Destiny & Little Child


Divine Destiny 


Choices-—
           What are they to me?
                        Feelings of clarity?
           Poignant thoughts of release?
                     An escape--from the murky filth of this world.
                A kind encouraging voice, urging me to perservere.
                    Never give up on your dreams. 
                                Life and love can coincide,
                                         When we know why we decide.
                                                                                            -June 29, 2010
                                                                                             By Chelsea Merkley
Little Child


Oh little child full of precious love,
                 You are from our God above.
Why are you so content to sit in God's house-
                 Of unconditional love?
Is that a little star you see?
       Or are you pointing at the Holy Ghost's company?
O’ little child full of precious love--you are a Daughter of thy God above.
       You have a divine potential to be all you can be,
If you do your best your reward will last for eternity!

                                                                                  -June 3, 2010
                                                                                By Chelsea Merkley

Friday, March 25, 2011

What is the Sea?

What is the sea?
The sea beckons me,
Inside it’s a mystery I’ll be,
Interwoven in ecstasy.
Her waves break on the shore.
Crashing pain in my core.
Yet, boisterous waves create peace as well.
So complex this joy and sorrow- I cannot tell.
The charm in her mist bewitches me.
Like a depth of wide serenity.
Solitude seems perfectly content.
She fools me with her disguise.
Life emerges from the ocean’s eyes.
I let tranquility within me arise!

By Chelsea Merkley 
March 24, 2011

Dreams


Dreams

Dreams visit me wholeheartedly.
                          Sleep eludes me constantly.
As I lay awake my mind wanders,
                My body is weak--
Though my soul, ponders.
               Wide-eyed stories, of a life I might have led.
Told perfectly in the book I have just read.
                    Silver whispers from a friend long gone.
Quiet my fears with heaven’s angel song.

           Possibilities of  a life within me,
Give me happiness where there was pity.
           Worries and pains thrive,
Yet in my spirit they will not survive.
           My heart sees freedom and cheer,
And finally begins to see clear.
-March 24, 2011

             By Chelsea Merkley