Tag Archives: people



What to write on a cliff?

Hellos, goodbyes, 

What ifs…

Times & dates,

Peoples’ names,

Tic-Tac-Toe games,

Precious quotes,

Political votes ,

Random thoughts,

Wars fought,

Babies born,

Hearts torn,

Love & hate

In spray paint.

All that matters

In colours;


Overlapping words,

Messages blurred.

Anonymous & obvious,

Kindness & obnoxiousness,

Innocent & obscene,

Captivating & free,

What art uniquely,

What graffiti briefly 

To put here on this cliff 

Like a modern hieroglyph?

© Keely Myles

August 24, 2016

At Big Rock





the beauty of others

other faces, other lives

the myriad of differences

other stories, other times

all kept quietly behind

individually crafted eyes

names and ages, shapes and sizes

each a wonder and surprize

could we see each soul more deeply

to understand what underlies

we would care and love more fully

seeing others more closely tied

then how could we hurt each other

once we come to realize

there’s a beauty in the others

 other faces, other lives


© keely myles

november 15, 2015

thoughts on a plane

The City 


If you look left of tge CN Tower, perhaps you’ll see one of the two stars I could spot from my hotel window tonight.

When we make

Our lights

So bright

We can’t see

Your stars

In the night

Then we have

No reference

At all


When we make

Our walls

So tall

We can’t see

Your sun

At all

Then we always

Walk in




You are the light

We need

Your reference

In the night



You are the sun

We need

Your radiance

In sight


I can’t imagine

Myself with

No reference

In the shadows


Break my city lights.

Tear down my city walls


I want

Your direction


I want

To see

Your glory


© Keely Myles

November 12, 2015


After reflection of the night sky here tonight, my heart aches for the thousands of lost people in Toronto. Those who don’t know their Maker. My heart aches for those who don’t have the Light of Jesus all the way across this land. But my heart also aches that I build my own walls and shine my own light instead of living fully alive for Him, and not truly reflecting enough of His glory in my words and in my actions to those around me. How much more should I know Him and follow His guidance? I think there is a correlation between these two dilemmas in my Christian walk.


A Messterpiece


I am a bumbling
 Full of blurts
 And spatter
 I am a messy
 Piece of art
 With mistakes
 That do not matter
 I'm a grotesque beauty
 Within a world of
 Swirling lies
 I am a squishy
 Caterpillar cocoon
 Turning into
 A butterfly
 I am but
 A lowly weed
 In a field of
 Wild flowers
 I am content in
 The breeze
 Though I am
 Fading by the hour
 I am teardrops
 In a tissue
 And stifled peals
 Of laughter
 I am a monkey
 On the bars
 The silliest of disasters
 I am like an
 Empty wallet
 With missing
 Pieces of ID
 Still I am a penny
 In a pocket
 Shiny and happy
 I am just a
 Dusty bunny
 In the thrift store
 Down the road
 A secondhand somebody
 Who still is a treasure
 Though not of gold
 I am unkept secret
 A scalawag of worth
 For The Artist paints me
 Smiling with the
 Pigments of the earth
© Keely Myles
 April 20, 2014
Ephesians 2:10
 Isaiah 64:8

The gap


I don’t want to be shallow, 

but sometimes I am.

I want to know everyone

truly, intimately, 

but I can’t

because time

demands that I offer

only part of who I am.

So only a sliver is seen, 

and you don’t have a chance

to get who I am or what I mean…

I’m not the just the surface you see.

There’s more to me.

I’m sorry for the

impression I leave.

I do wish I could be

there for everybody,

but I am often absent,

even when you have needs.

There’s only one person I know of

who is omnipresent continually.

Maybe that gap we all cannot

possibly fill fully 

is there to direct us, each one,

to the Holy of Holies. 

To Him who is always

deeper still 

and can continuously

flood the soul.


© Keely Myles

March 15, 2015

“…they shall call his name Immanuel” (which means, God with us).” ~ Matthew 1:23

“Where shall I go from your Spirit?
    Or where shall I flee from your presence?
If I ascend to heaven, you are there!
    If I make my bed in Sheol, you are there!
If I take the wings of the morning
    and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea,
even there your hand shall lead me,
    and your right hand shall hold me.” ~Psalm 139:7-10