If heaven is for real and not a thing made up,
I hope to make it there with all my broken parts.

If hell is for real and not a tale of control,
I hope mercy will suffice to save my scarlet soul.

If heaven is for real and only for the purified,
I dare hope to make the cut among those counted sanctified.

If hell is for real with fires burning loud, relentless, merciless and tall,
I hope God will hear my beggar’s plea and by love, break my fall.

If heaven is for real and not a definite maybe,
I hope He remembers the mustard seed; and be pleased enough to save me.

If hell is for real and is not God’s will for man,
Then in my life, may only God’s will be done.

If heaven is for real and God wills it to be my home,
Then I hope to make it there: first broken, then healed and whole.


©RK Nyra


Firebird: Always walk on the clouds

Once upon a time, in a land still unnamed
Lived a little oriole, Firebird was his name

He lived for the sunshine; he’d soak in it for hours
But when the storms would come, his joy would be devoured

He’d always ask momma why, God allowed the rains
To do such an awful thing, as take the sun away

His momma, always with a smile, would look at him and say
“You’ll surely find the truth, when you walk on clouds someday”


One day a storm rolled in; the biggest of them all

And this time momma’s answer was unlike the one before

“You’ve got to see it for yourself, my little Firebird, you see
Because it’s up there waiting, waiting for you” said she…


Now little Firebird was scared; his wings weren’t very often flown
Yet with hope, he flapped and flew; right to the great unknown…


Lightning and thunder and the wind, brought Firebird much fright
For they struck and roared and howled, with such great force and might

Little Firebird was scared, and thought he should turn back
For the loud and scary storm would surely rip him apart…


But just before he could turn back, almost all of a sudden
Amidst the roars and thunder cracks, right there right then it happened…

He broke through the clouds! And right before his eyes
Was a view more beautiful than ever; of majestic sunlit skies!


And in that very moment, it all became clear as day
That no rain or storm or such, would ever take the sun away!

That constant as his mother’s love, the sun was always shining
He just needed that walk on the clouds, to find a truth worth finding!


There’s always a sunlit sky
Above those heavy thunderstorms…
A promise beyond the human eye
And Love that’s unconditional.


#John 3:16

© Rk Nyra 2016
~Inspired by Firebird, short-story in Unconditional_the_movie~

Never by chance: I know that was You!

That surge of strength that you “suddenly” muster,

That rush of compassion that overwhelms you,

That deep conviction that pulls you closer,

To what is alive, right, noble and true…

It’s never coincidence,

It’s never by chance,

Some of those experiences,

That we credit to “Fate’s Hands”…

Those moments that you undoubtedly know,

That a Bigger Power was in play,

Thank you momma for the seeds you sowed,

Thank you God for when momma prayed.



©Rk Nyra


When the battle seems hard
and you feel you can’t fight anymore…
When you feel broken into shards
like you want to give in to the war…

That’s when I need you most
to listen to my still small voice
That’s when I need you most
to make Me your ultimate choice

When you feel like you’re sinking in
like the tide’s just way too high
When the past reminds you of guilt within
and when the temptations keep drawing nigh…

That’s when I need you most
to listen to my still small voice
That’s when I need you most
to make Me your ultimate choice

And if your life starts to crumble
and the walls cave in on you
When all you do is stumble
coz the steps seem so few…

That’s when I need you most
to listen to my still small voice
That’s when I need you most
to make Me your ultimate choice

I’ll heal your hurts, If you let me to
I’ll guard your heart, and guide you too
I’ll hold your hand, coz I still love you!!