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The tears well up, and scarce could she not moan When father, brother, husband, all have died. She now has no possessions, neither home, But travels to a distant, unknown land: Once so secure, yet now compelled to roam; Once rich in love, she treads through foreign sands. Her weary feet move forward but by faith; For all left to her name is mere belief: Mind, heart so far away she seems a wraith- Love, happiness- all taken by a thief. When, sometime since, her heart had broke in two, The path of life, once single, parted way; Forsake she could, but this she would not do- All else was gone- with mother she would stay: "Intreat me not to leave thee," was her plea, "For whither thou wilt go, there will I; pray Forbid me not to follow after thee, For where thou lodgest I would also stay: "Thy people shall be mine, thy God my God; And where thou liest, I will gladly lie Beside thee, overhead the selfsame sod; That even then thou mightest be closeby. "And so they twain walk on, hand clasped in hand; Both hold the only thing they yet possess: The younger but a stranger in the land, An enemy, a widow in distress. She rose before the sun to find a place Where she might gather barley ears and wheat; A field where she might find some needed grace To gather for their winter store of meat: Then Boaz comes from Bethlehem, and see, He tarries with the reapers of the wheat: He comes to Ruth and says, "Hear'st not thou me? Remain until the harvest is complete: "Go not from hence, but in my fields abide, And let thine eyes be on the field they reap; Behold, these maidens thou may'st work beside, And near the reapers thou may'st ever keep." Then to her face she fell, and wond'ringly Asked why to her, a stranger, was so kind; And he replied that she unfailingly Had cleaved unto her mother with one mind, And left her father, mother, and the soil Of her nativity, and kissed the dust Of some strange land wherein she meant to toil; Forsaking gods of Moab God to trust: "The Lord," said he, "reward thee for thy deeds, And recompense thy labour and thy love: The God of Israel answer all thy needs, And make his wings a shelter from above." Then said the maid, "My lord, please let me find Some grace and favour in thy blessed sight, For that thou hast been friendly, spoken kind, And I am but a stranger in the night." Then Boaz said, "At mealtime here abide; Rest in the shade, come, sit with us and dine: So down she sat, a reaper on each side; She ate her wheat and dipped her bread in wine. Then Ruth arose, and to her work she leaves: The master thus commands his servant men, "Let this young maid glean e'en among the sheaves; Rebuke her not, for she shall come again; And let some handfuls fall onto the ground, There let them lie for my sake and for hers That she may glean and plenty may be found; For reasons she has need of it are pure." And as she worked, Ruth knew not what a sight Of beauty and of diligence she made, As in the golden field in sunset's light She bowed her head and knelt as if she prayed. It came to pass that in his fields she stayed Until the end of barley harvest came, When mother told the lovely little maid To seek for his provision and his name. She washed and dripped an oil filled with sweet Perfumes of wild roses on her face: She had not much; her beauty was complete With but her finest clothes to seek his grace. Her braided hair shone brighter than the gem That never graced her soft and shapely form; Her eyes, they sparkled brighter than the hem Of gold and pearls that she had never worn: Thus Ruth went down unto the threshing floor Where Boaz winnowed barley till the night, And peeked at him so shyly 'round the door; She never let him leave her searching sight. His workday done, the master ate and drank; With happiness his heart was full when fed: Then by a heap of wheat he went and sank Into the furry robes that made his bed; And Ruth, a while watching till he sleep Kept vigil from a stone used as a seat, Till when his eyes had closed and sleep was deep She lifted up the cover from his feet And softly laid her down and dreamed of brides Until the watchman struck a dozen beats, And being startled, Boaz woke and spied A woman sleeping at his very feet: "Who art thou?" queried he in sleepy voice; "Thine handmaid, Ruth," was her unsure reply; Then blessed he her for wise and kindly choice, For passing poor and rich young fellows by. "And now, my daughter, gladly shall I do According to thy wishes, for all here Consider thee as virtuous and true; Howbeit, there is one to thee more near, A kinsman who must duly have his say: If he decline, then rest assured I will Perform the part of kinsman." So she lay Down at his feet, and both were quiet, still. In grey of early morning she arose, Before a face could be discernéd there; To keep from what some people might suppose And who might stand along the road to stare: Then Boaz said, "Bring here the vail thou hast Upon thy head and hold it in thy hand: Six times the barley measure filled and passed From heap to vail as much as she could stand. Then Boaz went up to the city gate To find the nearer kinsman, whom he sought, To see if he would purchase the estate Of Ruth, and she herself, but he could not; So Boaz purchased all the widows' land; The houses, barns, and fields, though overgrown; And bought what pleased him most, Ruth's comely hand To cherish and to make his very own: Then Boaz went to find the handmaid, Ruth And lift her from a servant to a wife; To love her in all tenderness and truth In every day God blessed them both with life. [By Isaiah Zerbst. Published 9/7/14. Parts of poem have been removed due to soup's limitations.]
Et Portæ Inferi Non Valebit (And the gates of hell will not prevail) Gates of Hell shall never ever prevail promulgation of Truth forever stands Soul and Spirit each rings a sounding bell Fate's ruthless results judges all the lands Vanities of all men foolishly praised Spirit's dark desires bearing bitter fruit Rejection of He that was truly raised lies and corruption are the stolen loot Righteous hearts look to Heavenly skies sincere prayers, deliver such bless reward Mankind races onward using blinded eyes to an ending very bitter and hard In the dark shadow of this evil world Our Creator's redemption has been hurled! Robert J. Lindley, 10-11-2014 Sonnet: Syllables Per Line: 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 Total # Syllables: 140 Total # Lines: 17 (Including empty lines) Total # Words: 93
Silver Chalice of Hope Once chased that Silver Chalice with abandon and glee life as yet unlived and fate yet to test, the bounty , purity and sweetness from my living tree days turned to years as Chalice was laid to rest Joys, births , deaths and sorrows all cut deeply into me Silver Chalice desperately sought yet never found, journeying ever forward with this trust my sacred key Silver Chalice or not , this soul still Paradise bound! Robert L. 05-20-2014
There is a place you can go that is full of only love and Warmth . you will be surrounded by a light that shines from the Heavens , Sprinkles of Silver and Gold. This place is filled with brilliant colors of Purple , vibrant Gold, all colors. not one Color is less significant then another , for every color is equal here . This place is surrounded by the beauty of different Flowers. All flowers have significance here . No one Flower is better then another . All Flowers are equal here . It is important you know , you can cry here , and should cry as often as needed . For the tears will cleanse your Soul and give the Flowers water to grow. No one Tear is insignificant here , every tear has value and not one is better then another . money holds no value , Where you live , what you own, has no significance here . You will be surrounded by a beautiful light that shines from the Heavens . A shining warm light will encircle you and allow nothing to hurt you . Hate will be shed at the door light a old jacket of no use. There is a place of beauty and Worth. This place will not be found on Earth . It is a place where no one person is better then another .
The sweetest sounds of burning trees A gentle stroking in the breeze The calm has lasted past the storm Cloudy visions, Satan's roar Too many sights have passed my way A time found only in the haze The softest screams are running bare My aching bones creak as I stare You walk a distance towards me The fall's eternal, can't you see? I'm a memory in your heart I whisper to you in the dark The battle's started at the end No one is coming to repent The sinners grab their wine from prey No judgment calling here to stay The sport is reckless to be told The one is laughing at his souls It falters nowhere to be sure The power grows forevermore Like a spirit in the wind I have no say in where you've been But cross the line to come to me And pay the price for ecstasy You walk a distance towards me The fall's eternal, can't you see? I'm a memory in your heart I whisper to you in the dark.
Quite frankly, I don't remember at all You see I was quite young when I took my first fall. Don't know which parent was there to catch me Or how hard the decision was to stand back and let me. Did I topple forward or backward, or who made the call. And who scooped me up crying After the fall. I can't remember the joy of first letting go And taking that step without holding on. Groping my way forward Leaning against the wall I got back up After the fall. As the Earth spun the years flew by so fast At 17 I finally knew everything at last!! Unexpectedly, I fell once again, Head over heels this time And out on a limb. I was so sure of that bet I gambled it all Heart bruised abused and then broken After that fall. And then I broke my own promise To not love again. Hungry for life I gambled to win. Life is a theatre of first steps first A one act play with no time to rehearse. Co starring in roles Cast without planning. "Never more" echoes The raven still chanting. Undaunted unwilling To let darkness win all Trusting Father to be there After the fall. Then the day came When I had a son To let him learn the word hot And hope he'd not run, Would he still love me Or trust me at all When I pulled my hand back And allowed him to fall? And knowing I'd be there again To help him to stand And knowing he might never walk If I didn't let go of his hand And hoping he didn't revert back to a crawl When I let go of his hand And allowed him to fall. As the earth kept on turning My heart kept yearning My son now a man Living and learning. He hasn't held my hand now in a very long time The cats in the cradle slowly plays in the back of my mind. I looked in the mirror today And noticed my dad. And remembered a talk that we'd never had. Remembering how he seemed towering and tall And was there every time After each fall. I lose my balance these days now and again My steps aren't as sure As they once might have been. In the winter of life now I feel so small And wonder who'll catch me If I take a fall. I suppose I'll just have to trust Father With both great things and small To pick me up on the other side When I take my last fall.
What choice has bittersweet despair, A dying rose, An empty chair. Shall I then grieve and weep for thee And temper broken heart and soul So I can cherish one more gaze Of happiness, of summer days And bristle with abiding love Of life cast now in shade and brook, This ebb which pains with force and fate United soon through heavens gate.
My journey home is closer today, than it was yesterday. Someday my heart aches and pain will pass me by. My journey home will be a most beautiful trip,like no one has ever taken before. Mother has been waiting for me, there on those goldend shores, ever since her parting from this old world many years ago. Taking one day at a time, until I take my journey home, when I sit down with my Lord and thank Him for what he did for me on Calvary that day so long ago. written 4-24-11
This is the tale of Sandy the snail... Who always wore her hair in a ponytail... She was different from others and I'm sure you'll agree... As her colors were bright neon fluorescent green you see... She wasn't content just moving slow... She wanted to run like a Marathon Pro... Up early each morning... When the Sun arose... She did pushups, pull ups and touched her toes... Alas... it was then she realized this was futile... As everyone knows... If she had feet, she would be more mobile...
Some pains we feel can be tough to conceal pouring through the cracks as we try to hold it back maybe if I hold my breathe there where be no pain left or if I scream out loud it will all flow out maybe Ill feel better if I release some pressure Pour an ice cold drink and then I begin to think Now I'm pacing for too long and no sign of being strong the pain I felt has changed I was hurting, but now its rage I feel my heart start to race and hardly recognize my own face I notice my family is getting angry too and wonder "do they see hatred in you?" I watched a little pain drive myself insane and the people I love most were all but held close I don't know what to do I cant do it on my own How do I make it through when I feel so alone So I started asking for something free I asked people to pray for me Where else could I turn How else can I learn that a burdened heart needs blessed Let go and let God take care of the rest All it takes is faith and time and you'll receive love from the divine
I have traveled in search of Meaning to this existence But for tomorrow I weep and find little peace As an emptiness still exists that cries for Fulfillment With arms outstretched I cry Oh Father, Father I've seen the outer limits of Your universe But still I feel an emptiness Why I have searched for answers and have been denied I have touched the planets and still Feel the loneliness of the masses Why But I continue my journey and am so far from home As my tears mix with the blood The answers come Yes my son Continue your journey and look Yes Look Within your soul.
With difference comes a barrier A bus is an all people carrier A bus is the world we journey through Break it in pieces and our journey will not peruse God is love, and loves us all So why do followers create such a big wall Different rivers, but all to the same sea Single leaves to the same tree Different mugs with the same tea A Muslim, Christian and Hindu are all human just like you and me Divisions grow inside of religion Diversity has veiled the true vision Moral righteous vs. an open a heart Respect each other and tear the barriers apart I'm sick of conflict between different Relgions email@example.com
In the past I remember how things were so simple When I was little my cheeks had such cute dimples Looking back I remember how sweet I was as a child When I think again my heart told me I was so wild Yet, in time my simple choices was revealed as true as anyone The reason I was the way I am today, I did things, to get done Finishing lots of my undone ideas was so incredibly hard So I figure my heart and choices should never hold in no bard I never thought I would learn heart aches and pain With such under statement I did things for no gain I was a child who held true to what he has learned But as we got older those kinda perspective would get me burned When I made up my mind that people was not kind I led myself in a confusion that I was blind In the past I do recall that seeing is believing So I was the one who stood their with friends leaving Alone, I felt I did not belong, I cherish each person who knew me I got older too see how the world works it stung me like a bee The feeling of tingling ran through my vain My view of the world and people who knew me was stained Now I know they are out for their selves with no kind feelings Life I know is just a joke because of who I hung out with seeing Today as I look at the world it is in such shambles and astray And rather fallow everyone I just walk away
So many dreams, so many thoughts Going through my mind Although it seems, I may have lots I still need to find A way to put these dreams, These thoughts into motion Because sometimes is seems, I just make a commotion About the good that could be done About how I should act About the direction I could run About how I should react To each and every one But what good are my thoughts What good are my dreams Unless I find the means To make them a reality Unless I find a way To make them part Of each and every day So I won't just think about And then right away doubt The good that could be done The way I could act The direction I could run The way I could react To each and everyone The victory that could be won Instead when I see The part I could play I won't doubt but believe That there is a way To put these dreams These thoughts, into action Because now it seems It might give me satisfaction To be the person, to be the one, Who doesn't just dream About the direction he could run Who doesn't just think About the victory. that could be won But does the things, the thoughts and dreams That have long been, left undone
Loyalty One self Virtuous Eternity
Dear God, when the sun rises, I can only wish for a better day. I'm not looking for consolation prizes; I know life can't go entirely my way. I just want to love and be loved, To have hope and a great faith. Sometimes the choices in life are tough, After sunrise creates a new day. ©2013 Honestly JT
Sense of humour, elevating our spirits Musing over the simple things in life, rejoicing at what we find Imagination stimulated, childlike, seeing the wonders in life Light heartedness, laughing at one's self! Everything as it is meant to be, smiling, enjoying, the gift of life
They were Meriwether Lewis and William Clark, Her name was Sacagawea. On an expedition they did embark Finding the passage to the sea. Down the Missouri they traveled, Then slithered 'round the Snake River bend. Rocky Mountain weather and sickness battled; At the Columbia River they'd end. ©2013 Honestly JT
A puzzle piece you are to me Like a vine without any leaves. Your heart is pure your soul is Gold, the sweetest thing I'll ever hold! A miracle in my eyes it seemed, knowing they said no babies for me! Always a surprise you seem to be just like a puzzle piece! At 9 months you walked but not until 4 did you first talk! Always a terror making a beautiful mess always a surprise that has yet to be met! The twists and turns I know we will see will seem somewhat like a roller coaster to me! The milestones and special gifts you bring will make my life seem Like a dream, my special boy I have always said How special I knew not till Aspergers they said! The journey will be trying the journey will seem long! But with our family together we will chug along! My special boy I love you so and cannot wait to see you mature and grow! Now we have a goal we have our dream you see to make you the perfect fitting puzzle piece!! Written by: Christina Kirks McCullouch 04/05/2012 For Jonathan S McCullouch Jr Mommy loves you to eternity and beyond! Forever and always!
Only light can penetrate the darkness that resides in the default state of mind I descend from beta to delta through binaural beats; instantly caught between frequencies beyond time I absorb amplitudes of acoustic energy and I learn to just be earth Since I am the earth and because I am of the one that is the source of its existence, I've owned the power of omnificence I realize now that I AM because HE is since I am from that, a descendant Created in the image of a thought and a feeling from the Universal Mind I tune in to this vibration from rhythmic pulse that manipulates subconscious minds Immersed between 4 and 7 hertz; brainwaves halt to a conscious sleep All chakras are aligned shining crown energy and now my consciousness begins to reap! and light begins to penetrate the harmonious beams that were already there constant and always there is now flooded with sound patterns that force brainwaves to submit to power of omnipresent sound that always was and always will be connected to the Source from which I came so I extend exponentially beyond; physical time and space I long to embrace the intensity of gamma rays I give way to the coded sounds that resonate from the inner core and continue to connect through the binaural beats that - remind me of before Always familiar but ignored until found by gaining knowledge of self I listen with the intent to excel while reaping an abundance of benefits and rewards Listen!! It's already yours Just reach out and grab it as long as intention and ego is checked the universe will correspond accordingly it will deliver a life to you divine and orderly Just listen to the sounds that were there from before They will guide to to the vibration from the core and it will guide you to connect directly with the source
Do you believe in the things that you've always known, Can you understand the things you've been shown. Is it the visions you see that make you believe, Or is the feelings you get when you've been deceived. The pain you feel a never ending ache , Tearing your heart and soul from you every day. Time ticks slowly pounding away at you, Throbbing heart breaking and there's you can do, Must I settle for these lost and broken dreams, Because it has all the signs that what it seems. How much should a man endure to find his way, It cant possibly be like this hard for me every day. There is nothing so frustrating as being so confused, Especially when you've discovered that you've been used. I will get through this lonely phase I have no doubts, But I'm sure there will come a day I'll figure it all out. Cautiously I walk the path that's been laid before me, In faith I will continue for I know he will let me see. Life will be thrown at you in so many different ways, I will be prepared for these things for the rest of my days. Broken dreams will be the learning tree for me to grow , Living my life with Joy Happiness is what I'll always Know. tac
It is crop time in Beantown. The people of the City have the seeds to plant. Their best harvest is the orange that is yellow. Jake Castle is a great farmer. His wife, Nefreda Maria, is one of the conservators. Their yellow orange yields a greater harvest. The children of Beantown are full of excitement. They are the ones that florae. This year is hyperactive because six years have passed. The yellow orange is now in vegetation. Once picked, the seeds are replanted making the next garnering even more fulfilling. This year Jake has a plan. He will visit Giant's land to plant the yellow orange to grow afar. He desires the experience of a different crop. He knows the rich soil of Giantvillism will bring forth a larger fruitage. This is an ultimate gain to a more endowed yield. Therein, the next six years will culminate in both places. Once the harvesting was completed in Beantown, Jake journeys to Giant's sphere of influence. His bag of seeds was his gift to the Land of the Big People. Giant of the Big People embrace Jake while Maddy shouted "A hearty hello to Jake." Tomorrow they will scatter the seeds of the yellow orange. Six years later… Beantown sings as the yellow orange gleams in the photosynthesis of the sun. Every family harvested their fruit and people from other realms travel to purchase the fruition. Beantown economy flourishes. In Giantvillism, Giant harvest was grandiose. The yellow orange fruition was up to twice the size of Beantown's fruitage. Jake and Nefreda along with their three children journeyed afar bringing back seeds of Giant's yellow orange to grow in Beantown. The next six years will make all very proud. But for now, Beantown wealth is the show stopper. All over talks about how those people of little means henceforth a world of meaning. ______________________________________| Penned on December 30, 2014!
written 28th oct 2012 You were never seen by us, that privilege sadly was not for us an extravagance we were overwhelmed by, the thought of your embrace The entire twelve weeks you were a joy to have known, even 'without' being seen hearing about you're arrival, was a blessing at the time you were conceived For life hadn't been easy and we had all asked God, we even plea'd We wait upon the day, you will finally meet us having the honour to love and learn with you, saddly not for us It brakes my heart as you part, you had already embeded love into my heart Just knowing we will now...forever be kept apart God has other plans for your love that's so strong, blessing us from the start we continually pray, maybe he'll deside to let you stay around But the intense pain of tears and loss, are constantly falling all around just let it be known, we all desperately wanted you to become part of us We all will love you for eternity, you are now forever one of us, although it was only for a very slight second, it was better than never You are from this day on, embedded into our hearts forever... the impact you have left 'unborn young one'' my beloved grandchild.... "Angel" 2012
Every moment I can't see your face; These are the days and nights when I miss you. I ask that you stay for always, On sunny days and when it rains too. If I speak to another pretty dame, She's not the flame inside that grows. In my heart you will remain; This one thing I'd like you to know. ©2013 Honestly JT For Skat -Love's "Under 10" Poetry Contest
My mother, my grandmother before has always held a place in my heart. My father, and my grandfather before has the same part. I was young and very active with unwillingness to listen fully to what they had to say. I had a problem, never could be solved without my parents and grandparents till today. With patience they all come to my aid when I fall on my face. With little dishonor I listen to them and what they had to say, I embrace. Over the years I go to them with no doubt a feeling of no dismay. Over the years I go to them and they help me solve problems that to me is O.K. Now I am getting a bit more aware of what had happen to me when I was growing. Now I remember how the ride was in my beginning: it was a trial of not knowing. With the guided words of my parents and grandparents I survive through them all. With it some being a problem that I remember I recall. My mother and my grandmother always said to be patient and it will be easy to solve. My father and my grandfather always knew that I would grow and evolve. I could wonder everyday what if my parents and grandparents was not in my life. I could just think that would be fatal like a stab with a knife. With knowledge that they had past on to me of what they had experience. With their proof of teachings they had past on to me is their self existence. Over the years I grew with life so full of happiness that was because of my families love. Over the years it showed me the path that led me to all the above. Now cherish those words that help me through my troubles in my new family. Now I listen to my parents healing words of wisdom and except them gladly.
Such an Amazing girl god put into my life. He knew i needed you at that exact time Funny when we met I thought you were to good for me But when you approached me the sweetest girl I did meet. From that day on we have never truly been apart cause I carry you around everywhere in my heart. You have been the rock when I needed a friend around, you have been the light when the darkness consumed me and took away my sunshine Even when were miles apart the phone connects us and keeps our strongest bond. 17 years feels like such a short time but I feel I have always had you in my life. Soul Sisters we were meant to be.. You my beloved friend are such a fresh breeze Even after a year apart it was like yesterday that we did part so through the many miles and through the long hard road I know this friendship will always survive. Your a burst of joy to me each day I thank the Lord for the sweet blessing he gave! BY:Christina McCullouch 7/28/2012
ERADICATING POVERTY, LLC Verlena's destiny calls for a perfected cause. In aura of amazing grace via a walk of faith, is her voice. At the Tombs of Saints, she proclaims her life and choice. She will not be suppress. She will uplift her existence to what is best, that which is rightful. During colonial time, the thinking of man, in this part of the world, was based on intelligence. He defined the structure for equality yet, enslavement. He emancipated yet, civil entrapment. He became mobile, nevertheless, systematic discrimination formed. And, as all of this was taking place, founding fathers were manifesting destiny. The lens of the future is today. Hasten through transgression Verlena is anointed to be wise. The knowledge endowed has awarded her insight to the Social Sciences. She is the founder of a New School of Thought – The School of Social Theology. Therefore, I am Social Theorem of today. A Social Scientist generalization, which evolved from the acumen of history titivated. Insofar, Verlena S. Walker will henceforward to remove the troubles of the world. Therein, a socio-political socio-religious structure has formed. |_________________________________________________________________| Penned on November 4, 2014!
Happiness (acrostic) Happiness is found within not in people and things Acceptance of the present regardless of what fears/ inner demons you may be facing Persistence in seeking love and happiness inside ourselves so we may experience the abundance of love and beauty that encompasses us Patience with ourselves as we learn and grow through our personal trials and tribulations life often presents to us, unexpectedly Inside ourselves are all the answers we seek, believe in yourself with a smile on your face Never give up on yourself! Challenge your belief systems with an open heart and a positive mind set Endless love & happiness awaits you, seek it consciously without delay Spirit of love is the essence of our original form; happiness is our natural state of being Smile in the face of adversity and feel your spirit soar to new heights experiencing love, peace and happiness from this moment forward. Live as if there is no tomorrow, for you reap what you sow :) :) :)
I'm 51 today. 51 tomorrow, yay Was 51 yesterday. 52 is months away, And yes I'm thankful. Although it's not my real birthday, It kinda is in a certain way. I'm still alive another day. I had the notion to celebrate. And be thankful. Though it's not a holiday. Thanksgiving has come and gone away, I'm just alive today. For that I'm thankful. Honestly, I am not just trying to make these lines rhyme, Or reflect upon the deep sublime. I'm just grateful today to be alive. I mean really thankful. I'm not trying to wow you with philosophy, Or impress you with theology. It matters not at all to me. I just feel thankful. So tonight I take a walk outside, I look up into the endless sky and then I breathe. I breathe in deep, And I say thank you. And maybe not just to Who you think, Man let's throw in the kitchen sink, And include all who've touched my life, to whom I'm thankful. Some of you I'm glad you're gone, Frankly you stayed a bit too long And some you the grave stole far too soon, And yet I'm still thankful. Today the living and the dead You've both been right up inside my head, And synergized this verbal thread. For that I'm thankful. I close my eyes and think of Tim, named David right there toward the end. I always smile when I think of him, And now I listen I heard a siren going by, I wonder who and wonder why, Was it a wreck, did someone die? Yet still I listen. Neighbors dogs are going wild. Was that the laughter of a child. Seems like I can hear for miles. Still I listen. I hear the hi-way roar of cars. Tho I have never heard the stars Is there really life on Mars? Shhh brain please shut up and listen! The soft night whispers in my ears. Pressing through my random fears, I stand amazed at what I hear. And now I wonder. I open up my eyes and see as I feel this winter breeze The silhouette of leafless trees. I stand in wonder Then I wonder about the first man to ever be, Or the first time he looked up to see The Milky Way the galaxies. Did he wonder? I wonder what he did How he loved how he lived. If he ever lost a friend? Man oh man I wonder. Was he the first to dig a grave? How it sounded if he prayed? How he fought? How he played? If that man could see us all today, What would he say I wonder? In ways was he a lot like me? Did he sometimes fear what he could not see? Did he create unseen walls Of unbelief? I stand and wonder. Did he ever hurt the ones he loved? Did life convince him not to trust? I wonder. My great grandfather lived My DNA is shared with him. I wonder how we are the same, And I don't even know his name. Still I wonder. Will my great grand kids know my name? Will it even matter who's to say? Will they look up in wonder? Will they listen? Will they be thankful? Not much I can leave to them That would matter too much in the end. I suppose the primal hope in man Is the hope I hope lives on in them I hope they wonder. About the universe. I hope they listen. To life's unspoken verse. I hope they're thankful. Even in midst of deepest hurts. I hope they're thankful. I hope they listen. I hope they wonder. And no matter what life hands them, I hope they hope.
You've maddened me to the core You singed me with your ferocious fire We're opposites… we'll never integrate We can't blend with each other… Your love and I'm hate We're contrary to each other… So don't even think about Getting us back together Because without a doubt, We don't click with each other… So let us go our own way… Everything's black and white You love to torture me with your deceptive devices We're playing this chess match – let's fight! Tonight, you're going to pay the prices You're going to be deleted from my mind… I'm not the one that should pay the price You act as if you're an angel from heaven But, you're a fiend…a devil from hell...who needs your advice? Could someone unchain me from this prison? So let us prepare for that day… Fear and bewilderment build inside of our minds Taking over us…we're wasting valuable time Terror and wrath injects into our veins…time starts to unwind I'm regaining my glory…this moment feels so sublime You think you're innocent? I can sense your guilt…bleeding through you Do you live to feed me anguish? Don't deny it…you crafty demon…no wonder I feel blue Let's get ready for battle… I'll watch you decay… IT'S PAY BACK TIME . . . Taste my fury and my agony Everything's black and white You love to torture me with your deceptive devices We're playing this chess match – let's fight! Tonight, you're going to pay the prices You're going to be defeated… I scream before nightfall I close my eyes to kiss my demise I want to disappear Scratch away my desolation Wipe away my tears… Spewing out of my eyes…like a waterfall Tonight, there will be dismay There will be suffering After sundown… Failure and glory will expose like stars in the midnight sky Who will earn the crown? No one knows in silent wars – who can reveal the light in goodbye Why are we black and white? Are you too afraid to know the reason why? Everything's black and white You love to torture me with your deceptive devices We're playing this chess match – let's fight! Tonight, you're going to pay the prices You're going to suffer alone…
It's not a lesson to be taught Or a skill to be acquired It's the nudge to move forward Open when the time is right It's the spirit inside God leading on the way On the journey to discover He is all you need It's the courage to let go Say yes instead of no Reveal what you've been holding back As Jesus takes the wheel It's the realization that it doesn't matter What others think of you God leads you where you're meant to be Just allow you to be you It's the standing up to fear Proclaiming "fear's not gonna win!" The battle has been fought too long Time to let the stalemate end It's the inspiration you've been holding For others and for yourself The light we've been dimming Rather than shining on His behalf It's the spontaneity in the decision To follow His call all the way Discovering peace in being you Wide open as the perfect creation you are The world out there is brutal But there's a Holy Man holding out His Hand His bravery now is all we have But His bravery of love is all we need May God bless you!
I've just had an experience unlike any other. It was so great, cause now I'm with the Father. I've just had an experience unlike any'll know. 'Cept for those who came with me in the flow. Of Light! That is. The never-endin' Light of the Lord. The never-endin' Light of the Lord! I've been through hell all thro'out my life. And I've had all kinds o' different strife. And I've been hard-press'd. And I've been depressed. And just when I thought I got the hang o' things, They change, and they rearrange. I've done all sorts o' things. Stupid things. Crazy things. But now times have changed. And everything has rearranged. And all that I e'er knew, Has come back to bite you. I've just had an experience unlike any other. It was so great, cause now I'm with the Father. I've just had an experience unlike any'll know. 'Cept for those who came with me in the flow. Of Light! That is. The never-endin' Light of the Lord. The never-endin' Light of the Lord! So listen closely as I tell what's happened to the world. The world's spun it's last spin and has finally hurled. The Hea'nly Host has brought us up. All us Christians, that is, pup. Anyone listening to this, is more 'an likely in any state but bliss. If this is bein' heard, Then e'eryone is real disturbed. You may've just witnessed all of us disappearing, But there'll still be another hearing. Like it's been for all of life, 'cept for this one instance that is, You may come to meet the Lord after you perish. You'll have an experience unlike any other. It'll be so great, cause you'll be with the Father. You'll have an experience unlike any'll know. 'Cept for those who'll come with you in the flow. Of Light! That is. The never-endin' Light of the Lord. The never-endin' Light of the Lord! I shall end this now for I'm ent'rin the Pearly Gates o' Heav'n. It's more beautiful than can be describ'd by any Reveren'. If somehow this reaches you people on Earth, Remember this one thing from the hearth. There'll always be hope, so stay strong! Don't worry, this torture won't last long. You'll have an experience unlike any other. It'll be so great, cause you'll be with the Father. You'll have an experience unlike any'll know. 'Cept for those who'll come with you in the flow. Of Light! That is. The never-endin' Light of the Lord. The never-endin' Light of the Lord!
To have friends across an ocean, to feel the love like they're right next to you. Every day I feel the devotion. We have never met face to face, yet I can picture a smiling face, I can can feel the warm embrace. Heartfelt emotion drawn from our spirits, love shines from within us. On our journey we go, put trust in our paths. Have faith in its flow. One day we shall meet and then we will know.
Look at you, you have found my heart With love I stare into your eyes With passion I devise I can not part with you or can not stop the things I have started So I raise my hands to embrace you and you alone Look I walk by your side and I found my self crying With your hands so soft with gentleness With your smile so beautiful with carefulness I do notice life with you without sighing So I raise my hands to embrace you and you alone Without a fear of losing you, you are in my visions With beautiful roses by your side I love you more than twelve times Without doubt I do love you, I care for you and you alone So do not walk away Please lets talk about things anyway With feelings of letting you go is make me ache in the heart Do not stop believing my passion has fallen apart So I raise my hands to embrace you and you alone Look I want us to grow old with each other through years of journeys With hope of sharing life of fulfillment that gives us memories With this I hope to give all of my faith and I hope it is not to late I Look into your eyes with such full life because you have been my life date So I raise my hands to embrace you and you alone And you alone So I raise my hands to embrace you you alone
Come Come Come my hands are cold, my feet are numb, I've been waiting for you to come. Listen to the rhythmic sound of the drum, it is summoning you to come, come and minster to my blazing soul, and help me achieve my dancing goal. Leap beyond the shadows of death, and purge me with your mystical breath, tear off my sleepless gown, and cool me down with your powerful sound. Follow the sound of the drums and come, If you don't come I will be undone, thousands of them surround the gate, come before it's too late. Moan groan wiggle and scream, entrance me in your solitary dreams. pull out your dangling whistle stretch my body, breath upon my throbbing flesh, and captivate me in your powerful net. Release your knob and come, shoot me with your inflated gun, I have waited for this eternal bliss, but something stands amiss. ©2013 Christine Phillips
Where were you when my world fell apart? The Sun darkened and the Moon just fled. All had been done and all had been said. And ripped to shreds was my beating heart. Even the Seas began to part. And the Mountain tops spread. I lay there completely dead. Even the Stars I could not chart. If only you knew, If only you were there, If only you had a clue! If only life had been fair! I'd turn the clocks back, Still standing dead in my track!
I have lived, And felt the cost, Paid my dues, But I have lost_ You. Still I pray, As chaos looms, And as my blue turns into grey, I hear__ The angels sing- In tune. Don't be giving in, Don't give up my son, Or fade away, Lift your chin with the sun__ And rise, With this new day!. I have lived, And felt the cost of all my wonderin ways, I've paid my dues, I - Have lost you. I can hear the angels sing, Your in a mistaken land__ Lessons learned in truth, As the grey seeks out the blue, She will__ Your daughter my son--- She will return--- To You. For I have lived, Felt the cost of all my walkin days, I've paid my dues, I- Lost you.... I wont be giving in, Won't give up my girl, Or fade away, I'll lift my chin with the sun--- And RISE-- With this new day...
I'm not the greatest of all-times, but when I'm done, I'll be an all time great in this lifetime of mine Like the late great who came before my time I will breed a new lifeline, that will breathe life like march of dimes My story lines, will bring truth life; like troops who fight Overseas, for rights of those who believe that death is life Now that ain't right! As the rich is getting richer, eating fillet me-non, while we barely feeding our appetite Night after night Survival has waged a war that gave us no choice but to battle and fight Although, we'll be all right They say we a dying breed, but that ain't right Instead we're the light to a lying greed That will enlighten life to a brand new seed A man of God indeed Freed from the Son that bleeds Like the summer breeze He's the sum that equals the amount of air I breathe The air that please A satisfaction like the birds and the bees My word's words are the keys That will fornicate with the mind and give birth to a seed A seed of social change, that'll change our social economy So shall our comradery That will bring comfort to a struggling society A synonym...similar to a civilization seeking for unity Unifying the physics of theory That seeks to explain the synopsis of a dying philosophy Similar to the Cosby X-cept my scrip-tic will speak more about our reality Like life's calamity And everything else in life that's destroying us systematically However, I've discovered a system That can mathematically destroy ignorancy And turn our state of mind intellectually I elect that He (God) selects me to be And be that man who may lead this community So that they (My Peoples) may commute with me En-route to a destination, destine towards our destiny Like we were destine to be We were meant to be "Great" like the late great that came before we. Because we are... The reflection where perfection gave birth to the definition of greatness Where great means Competent, Skilled, Well Informed, and Tremendous Our potentials are endless And only we not even the enemy can put an end to this So it's time we put a stop to this The biggest enemy of self And that's envy and jelousness Cause after this is Heaven or Hell and that's all there is A promised made sealed with a kiss Knowing this Is the next best thing since "In the beginning" In the first chapter of the first verse in Genesis!
My best friend Is your best friend too! He died for me; He died for you!
Judas betrayed Jesus's whereabouts End, was near Son of God, knew this Universe of the Son of the Divine Father, restored Sins of man forgiven, Prince of our Universal domain, alive in the hearts of his children
Who am I? Question indeed! W-eaned from tender age,in noble family of ten. H-urt by the demise of the tube that brought me into this theater of struggles and pains. O-rdered about by the whimps of this world,facing the hurdles of life daily from cradle,never giving up hope. A-fine young man of 28 I am,who has the experience and wisdom of the aged. M-astering the arts of life-learning from lessons of life's victims and didactic poems 'cos man of fame I intend to be for I bear the name Bob. I-lost my poetic gift at a stage but recovered it in poetrysoup for invisible entities say a lesser being I shall be,but another encourages me to move on,for great is one who comes out of the shackles of life undeterred for this is who I am. Name: Ifeanyi Bob Ekechukwu. Date:24-10-2013.
Omniscient guy Yet he lets bad things happen How can he exist?
I once was like a catipiller young,naive,and new Always living from my heart not knowing what else to do.Easy to take advantage of, that is just the case, people would walk over me like I was their dirty used up suitcase. Now I feel a newness coming, like a light shining from the sky, colors fill my world and I know I am blooming into a butterfly. Purple,Pink, Blue and Green I can feel them flowing through. Colors of the rainbow raising me into full bloom. Wise and strong I am becoming My faith leads me where I need to go giving me insight and wiseness for only me to know. I have not done this on my own you see I have been guided by God and Angels on this Earth. Wise words the wisdom at it's best comes from a wise lady who seems to know me best. Lucky, I am to have her in my life, she always shoots it straight and tells me like it is, knowing her words touch my heart and gives me tons of faith.. I feel like flying through the sky or climbing a tree way up high. I feel like observing the world just like a brand new butterfly so as I Bloom I become Anew something unlike the past Smart and wise beautiful on the inside and outside a touch of color here a touch of color there makes me glow and become a beautiful blooming butterfly... Written By: Christina A McCullouch 04/09/2013
Gazing at my reflection each morn I ask myself "Who is this I see? Is this ME that was once born? Or only the face of childhood past, This likeness of an image worn Through years of teenage angst Of manhood severely scorned Or a memory destined not to last. As light reaches my mind's eye I question "Who is this that I see? Is this MYSELF that dwells inside A future guide of trials yet endured, On which my present me must rely The keeper of life's nonstop journey Of faith's timeless unseen evidence A reservoir of hope yet restored. And finding few answers to my quest I ask "Who then is this that I see? Is this I the one whom I know best Through years of lessons learned, Suffering's constant enduring test Or time's hidden spirit deep within Or God's creation once again begot A rebirth I've long to see returned. © Eugene Harvey
Poorly heated coffee; I can't seem to get it hot enough. Tired eyes still rolling, Film draped for dreaming. This last Summer Saturday, Might as well call it Fall. The pumpkins out and jumping, Future jack-o-lanterns for fun. Gentle breeze cascades, Every once in a while a poof. Sunny sun still sunning; Please don't ever go away. Time to heat up the coffee; My goodness this is good! So open arms and lean back; God is so, so good!
Our love grows stronger, Even beyond the distance, Even beyond the days. I know you're with me always And I'm always with you; In God together we're together forever And physically we'll be together forever soon.
God, please heal this broken soul And tell me where to go Because I don't know where to go. Into Your Arms, I give my all Because You're the Only One Who can catch my fall.
Beauty of nature Why condense it down to God? Isn't life enough?
I've watched the war from behind closed doors; Eyes too glued to close. And now knowing what's in store, there's porn no more. God's love is the only hope we know. We are forgiven because of the love that is Jesus. We are saved because of the love that is Jesus. We give our lives to the Father for we are His children and He loves us. We are loved! No matter what we've done, we are loved! Confess and ask for forgiveness; This is such a beautiful gift! Thank You God! Thank You Jesus! You forgive me! You save me! You change me! I am changed! I am new! I am renewed! I am forgiven! I am saved! I am changed! There's porn no more For God's hope is in store! There's porn no more For God's love is the hope of the world!
Gun fire all around, bombs going off in the distance It was some of the angry mobs and resistance Father was the king of SafeHaven a small kingdom Like all other kingdoms it fell in random Fire started in the castle And along with it came a battle It was a distance memory now because the child has now grew Many things in this child that made memories stew My name is Mastrey, a young orphan who was there that night Mastrey saw her in the distance and her father and mother in his sight Everyone was loud that night and made all the children hide But that evening Mastrey saw her mother and father die She ran into the bushes in such a fright And evil doers were running around with flashlights Mastrey remember it as he distracted them Her eyes was so confused with problems Mastrey new that it was because of what just occurred His feelings of what those people did was not awkward The distraction worked, he went back to were she was Hiding and very scared she was, he asked her, can you trust me just because? Her answer that night depended on her lively hood As Mastrey was their with his hand reaching out to her as he stood Pulling her up from the ground he looked into her eyes that were SeaBlue Mastrey had made a life long friend and love, She knew it was true Next: My Story Telling, Who is this Princess
A spiritual journey I develop more diligently It is not attained through self-gratification but through fidelity Without the journey, there is no point to the destination To move ahead I must have no hesitation Your experiences are not who you are I definitely aim for the stars We are just the passengers relying on God's navigation In life we never have a travel plan but look to our destination We are nothing but the passengers and God is at the helm In our lives we are always on a journey here in this earthly realm So many people are miserable but pretend to smile and grin But are held captive by their own sins We are have misconceived notions of time Remember authority is nothing more than history defined In a world surrounded with glitter and lies Through history we all have been cheated and despised Life is a journey that will never end "As we get older the journey of our lives does't really exist to us anymore because we know we will be entering another journey."
I'm worried where the next dollar will come from. Will she ever arrive? Will she ever show up? But why am I worrying? Stop it! It's all in God's Great Hands! It's all under God's control! It's all within His plans! It's all His And He will provide Because He is our Father! He loves us! It's all His! Trust Him! I know it's difficult; He will not lead you wrong. He knows where you need to go. He knows what you need to endure. It's all His plan. It's all in His Hands! Lay down your life; Give the control. He is in control! Thank You Father! Trust Him! It will all be okay! Trust Him! Thank You God! Thank You Jesus! Thank You Holy Spirit! I love You always! I trust You always! I trust You! I trust You! Yes, yes I do! I trust You! I love You! Amen!
My heart is on Your shoulders, And You are lifting me up. With every spoken tender gesture, I fall a little farther in love.
I'm coming back to thy holy home, I have laid down my lugage of loss, Never again will I retire, run or roam; I now cling to Christ's convenant and cross. I have laid down my lugage of loss, God's holy hands holds my humble heart, I now cling to Christ's convenant and cross, singing solemn songs... a sincere journey starts. Gold's holy hands holds my humble heart, I'll never turn back, bend or bow to sin, singing solemn songs ...a sincere journey starts, now I woo wisdom and wealth from within. I'll never turn back, bend or bow to sin, never again will I retire, run or roam; now I woo wisdom and wealth from within, I'm coming back to thy holy home.
I can act insane But DO NOT Make me feel worthless I belong in God's family He will bless my future generation Don't punish me for Being myself – Don't envy my glee I can act like an Adult, but I'd Prefer to have joy… Not stress… That piles upon us in our Everyday lives Being childlike is A rare beauty – No one prizes it… No one came across it… In this lifetime… I can laugh all day I can make you smile If you'd accept my Childlike dreams of mine Don't treat me like a sick swine Renew my young heart Give me the ability To kill the old man… I have my place in God's family He'll be adored and glorified We'll exchange prayers and hugs By my future generation I beg of you – Don't kill my childlike mentality I'll behave myself… I'm positively sure that I'll make you happy I'll still have pieces of a child in me And pass it on to my future generation…
I don't have all the pieces together; This puzzle is just too much, But God already has it figured out As He is solving this from above.
We will cherish these moments Because they are few, But please always remember I will always love you.
God made all people But some better than others? Stop being silly.
So you sinned? Well, that's done and over with! Keep it in the past 'Cause that's where it belongs. But ask Jesus for forgiveness; Don't dwell on mistakes any longer Because He makes you new again: Renewed. Love is the outcome; Forget the wrongs, Love and move on!
The wind blew events all over the place. Intense emotions and it gave chase. Lightning lighting to show us the sky. People try to sleep and not cry. Wisping by the wind keeps us awake. The time trying to sleep the storms take. Chills in everyone gives all shiver. The clouds surrounded by moonlight is silver. Heavenly prayers that the rain will stop. The flood stopped a car the person in it was a cop. People have seen such devastation. The road that people made was week in creation. Rivers near by was over flowing. Trees that were there was not showing. By the hour it claimed many. My father woke up and did not see any. Floating by was a boat. Keeping people above water and a float. My father kept a canoe. That some day we would use it, that he knew. Time to paddle up and down the street. The rain water kept getting on our seat. It was so dark after the moon was behind the cloud. Still the noise of thunder still covered the ears loud. The smell of moist water never seem to go away. My brothers seem to still sleep anyway. My head was bobbing up and down. I was so tired that I could not hear a sound. The wind blew back and fourth. It seems that my mom and dad paddle their worth. Till all the people we saw with grace. Help us out with embrace. The time was so late at night. Everyone was so sleepy and losing sight. The fight with the weather was so hectic. The feelings of energy was electric. Losing to such natural disaster is hard to understand. When people working hard to block the river with bags of sand. With hard workers like my mom and dad. They make things happen that is not bad. Rough with weather they experience more than ever. Leaders they are they are very clever. From the night light of street lights to the morning glow. The wind did not stop so. Bringing in more clouds that ill. The people who were still tired still had will. The rush of water and waves blasting push the wall side. Pushing and the force brought water inside. The battle of our hour was getting long. Backup people came to aid us was strong. Rested they were to keep everyone with hope. The people stopped the water with the strength of rope. Heavy rain and loss of homes bring people together. It is kind of sad that this was the only time to gather. Chaos comes happiness how true. This is why we are human that gives us a clue. It is our nature to keep rain falling. To know when it is time for our calling. The winds bring such pain and sorrow. That is why rain sometimes fallow.
In the exact moment that I am right now I stand in a sea of vulnerability; susceptible to the effects of causes around me and since I am fully aware, I own my surroundings I am one with sounds and vibrations resonating from the earth; I am that pulse of the drum beat thats been thrashing inside me since birth Right now, I am exactly as I am deeply flawed and misjudged used, victimized and persecuted Right now I am you in the absolute Right now, I am exactly as I am balanced, whole and complete attracting abundance and certainty Right now I am peace - still you Right now, I am exactly as I am You
You've fallen down again; How can you let darkness win? You just scraped your knee, You didn't break your leg. It will all be okay; I will give you strength. Brush it off, my child; Come and take my hand. Let me help you up again; You will be okay. I have always been with you, And I always will be. I am by your side, But this time, Will you allow me to take the lead?
A silver lining Painted on a dull, gray sky By courage and faith.
Thank You Jesus For Changing Me! Jesus reached down to my life and changed it! His love touched my soul and "rearranged" it! He brought to me his mercy and care. That I may share his goodness to people everywhere! He restored unto me the joy of my salvation! And brought to my life a heavenly invitation! He gave to me everything that I needed! He brings the victory! Satan is defeated! He really loves you! Won't you believe him? Just reach out to him now! And receive him! By Jim Pemberton
Forget! Regret not, for it all has intention... To attempt comprehension leads to double block wall. In searching your question, much more loss is gotten, Confusion, dismay a deeper dug hole. Infinitely seeking you strive for some meaning, the truth is quite simple you are not sole at all! Infusion connection the union eternal, Is easy to grasp when knowledge of whole, is truly encountered from deep within query The meaning the truth the love of it all... Once trouble & strife and struggle are missing, The clear light of being shows beauty once more. Accept what is given agree to the treaty. Fight not with your fears, and answer your call. Find substance in living, step over delusions. Regardless of meaning, life's radiance will soar. So use this awareness these words and this practice, Come forth tall and sturdy, head high and recall.. When sad and when empty in need of intention, No doubts I plead! No need to explore! Emotions you hold are sensed by your siblings, Your waves of sensation your truth and your soul... Are parts of us all, we are all together we are all but one! In oneness we're whole!
Earths people, it is time to wake up, the 'Prince' is alive! Ascension available, access through your heart Seek and you shall find! Time is short, personally unite, connect as one Eternity given Rise to the occasion, celebrate the gift of life, bond, with 'our lord Jesus' and 'our Universal Father in heaven, building a bridge, experiencing kinship, between human and spirit ***Happy Easter Everyone***
Drowning in the pool of anguish…oh…oh… I'm venturing into the forest…and I want to hear the words seep out Release these aching sorrows…I worry my soul's drying out… like a drought… Drain out the fluids from my heart It's gouging me…bruising me to the core… **chorus** Embrace the light…embrace the midnight sky… You fall in my arms – you die so warm Shed me more sun to lift up my spirits From the…underground…and release me – I'm breathless I'm drowning in doubt…ooh… oh… Remember me…I'm falling…into my swirling fate…hanging on the roots Strangling my heart…distorting in my veins… I'm bleeding so softly – cut out the wood… Splintering me…I'm shattering… and I'm falling in the abyss Bring me more radiance from my candle light Warp me up in bliss…don't let the midnight sky…don't take away my delight From the…ocean…and save me—save me…oh… oh… I'm failing *chorus* I'm drowning in regret…ooh..oh… Hit the bull's eye in my heart…embrace the light And don't leave me hanging in the abyss…hand me a kite! Save me before I fall apart…shut out the night And don't let the dusk escape us… I must confess… I must confess… I hate to see you abandon the light… But I'm not the one to save you from the night Ooh…ohh… *Chorus* Splintering lies fill your heart I want to kiss it goodbye… But you've mastered it like a piece of art I want to kiss the abyss and die… Dry… I wanna touch the sky with my whole soul But I'm failing and the end of time has taken its toll Tainted sorrow…swims around me…I dwell where the waters depart But the anguish still swarms in my heart… I'm failing…my heart stops beating And my desires are fleeting From my grasp And the monsters laugh at me…as I fall… *chorus* Embrace the midnight sky…catch me…catch me… As I fall in death's arms…I die so cold And your heart is made of gold Untangle the darkness & take away the nightmares Answer our prayers & block out the night Erase the heartaches & wipe away our tears Unravel Your words of life & delight
The body: sacred We're all made in God's image Hence... circumcision?
Whisper me the sweet sound of freedom, The sweet sound found in Your Name, Holy and Heavenly freedom, All in the Name of Jesus!
As I think about where my life has been... It's hard to believe that I'm still here again! I think about the many things I've been through. And ask myself the question; "what am I going to do?" With the trials of life, have come trials. A life filled with uncertainty and many "traveled miles." It's like riding the waves of life's stormy sea. Never knowing where the next wave will take me! Everything I know... And all that I've done… I lay down my life at the feet of Jesus... God's precious son! I ask you Jesus for mercy! I come to you now! I come before your majesty and humbly bow! You've brought love and wholeness within! You've given me a "new life!" And took away my sin! I love and thank you Lord, for your hand extended! The beauty of your holiness is to be commended! You brought to me hope, in a hopeless situation! And have given to me the wonderful gift of salvation! By Jim Pemberton
They praise me like a saint, But I am a sinner; They don't know the man they see. I am an addict. Broken eyes to pornography, Only Jesus can set me free. Only by His death on the cross And the grace of His Father's love Am I able to be set free. With God as The Light, The One and Only Light, The Only Hope in sight, Will I be set free. I am free.
I should have trusted You all along I can now see how You're working all things for good Because God, You are so, so good! I never should have doubted You Not even for a moment Look how things You are turning around Lifting me up Up out of darkness Up out of sadness Up out of depression And now all my pain and misery Are a past glimpse of history An experience I needed to go through To simply learn and learn to trust You Through it all Low and tall You've brought me here to this place On the mountain we stand You take me in Your Hand To show all Your opportunity awaits You love me in Your Welcoming Embrace From looking back to looking forward I'll shout for Your Love Saved by Amazing Grace Future placed carried by The Dove.
We all have a story to tell. Ups and downs, Together, we've been through it all; God has led us through it all. Trust Him; It's all for a reason. All your pains, All your struggles, All your hurts- They're all for a reason. God has a bigger plan, One we cannot see. Trust Him and pray. Remember, We are all in this together. Together, we have been through it all. Ups and downs, We are family- Brothers and sisters in Christ. We are friends. Most importantly, We are family. Let's love one another like God loves us. Let's help each other out And help each other up with loving hands. We are His children. We are His servants Together on His mission To love, save, and change the world For the better. We are all in this together. Listen to His praises ring; Let's praise Him together. Listen to sister Fantasia sing, "Sometimes you gotta lose to win again." Thank You Father! Amen!
Stuck in the prison of my own life, I dodge behind these walls I built. And inside is a demon covered in guilt And shame so thick you can't see his eyes. God, please help me to see No matter what, You will always love and be with me. Thank You Father for everything. In Jesus' Name, We pray. Amen.
When I came to you I was broken and frail~Half my mind gone in despair Feeling so Low~Like mud on the ground~Wondering if my Joy would ever be found~Fighting and resisting at the very Start~then slowly you entered my heart Quietly and gently working insid my soul knowing just what you were doing to help me glow You broke into my soul where I had been suffering the most you cleansed me and entered me showing me what I needed to see, working endlessley on my soul you cleansed me and made me once again whole. God almighty you never cease to amaze me always by my side even when I'm at my worst, loving me endleslly and uncondionally.. You have opened my heart to the beauty again, the beauty of the clouds the beauty of your creations' The beauty of the rain, the beauty of the thunder, the beauty most of all of your people. Opened and vunerable I am to you always. Enter me and have me do your will in my life help me to always follow you in every aspect of my mind, body, and soul with every ounce of me Silently by my side help guide me in my ways so I do your ways and your will dear god almighty Walking together down this journey in life nothing can go wrong with you by my side Hold me and love me in this I pray guide me down the right roads along my way I want you by my side for the rest of my life, no more going alone on this journey I need you Lord God ALmighty to guide me ,Love me. and Hold me through my good and bad times..! Written By Christina McCullouch 8/3/2012
Stand up and shake; Feel the rhythm in your heart. Ignite those pants; We get up and dance. God on our mind, Eternity in our souls; Feel the chills of those bones. It's the hope. Open those closed doors: Into Heaven we go, Welcomed and forgiven. Here is the love; Let's dance!
Run, run, run and give it all up! Into His arms, commend your love! Through Him, you are saved! What a beautiful, glorious day!
Follow your dreams and follow your heart; God has shown you the path to start. Never give up and always have faith; Do what you love and enjoy this place!
Like a cherry tree in the spring, God if this is meant to be, Please let this blossom.
You wake me up with Your endless light So beautiful in shining, so bold, so bright! You paint the landscapes and let Your love shine For the whole world to see, to feel Your gorgeous life!
Sometimes I get stuck in the struggle And I forget that this life is real, Full of real love, Full of real people, Full of real strength, Full of real faith. Look around Because this is real. Welcome to reality; This is God's amazing life!
It would be too easy to not believe And not have faith in all He wants us to see. But I don't want to risk my life being saved Because of a choice I was refusing to make.
A serpent underneath blue sky, in shade of man, in twinkle of an eye, above brick wall, in the structure, at the floor, venom of white dove; contaminated food, undrinkable water, misguided youth, pregnant daughter, unfaithful father and hateful son, mothers do pray while we walk through Babylon; on teli and in the press, on top shells, price none the less, in bedroom and at your door.. dawn of a new day seemed to be dark, after all.
They act on one's spoken superlatives that do be boastful conveying this they are not who say they Comes always before the fall is great pride just part of the ride turn of the tide what's inside self pride goes Hold steadfast this feeling humility fall away false pride arrogance gone courage to remain bold
Looking down from 41 above, I only wish I was below. The sights and sounds so clear to see Glitz as white as snow. The lights are distant to the mountains And the cabs travel around. The brightest city in the world Beams into the heart of this little town. God please give me the grace to see You are all I need.
You are a person i've met before. The man who stands knocking at my door. I remember you from my dreams, Your eyes sparkle and your smile gleams. You held the door open as I ran in for shelter from the cold weather & rain. You are the man I stood next to in line. You are the man I passed by I danced as you sang the songs chorus. I pushed my way through... the sea of people and stopped next to you. Amidst the crowd we stood, searching for a way out I looked around, I glanced in your direction, I looked past you I found my way out, I hurried my way through. I walked away having not met you. A second glance, I did not take, unaware that our meeting was fate. You are a person i've met before, Sometime ago on a night like tonight, The air was warm, the stars shining bright The night that we met, I danced that night, I danced and danced until the morning light I sat to lay my feet to rest, you came to me no different from the rest You asked me for a cigarette. An open chance to conversate knowing this interaction would not lead to a date We shared thoughts and ideas of similar interests. such as music and poetry, art and astrology. At the time I thought nothing of it, a casual meeting of the mind. Little did I know, I would continue to meet you throughout my lifetime. You are a person i've met before, I've read your book of poetry at the local book store. you write of life, love and family. You are a person i've met before, I've seen your paintings, they are hard to ignore You are the artist I dream of meeting You are a person i've met before. You are the man in my dreams, Your eyes sparkle and your smile gleams. I've met you 100 times before, You are the man who stands knocking at my door.
This life's journey is like climbing the stairs each step, year by year. moving up in the air the higher I get, seems the harder to breathe My ascent has stalled, sorrow seems to impede loss of passion to climb and no will to explore filled with anger, unfairness, ahead a closed door having desire and need, for a warm body to hold Fierce hurricane winds, they have taken there toll thoughts of taking a step, repressed by the tide it's filling the vacuum, where my heart use to hide filled with sorrow and pain, from life on this earth letting the darkness, decide what it is worth Is this journey over and do I need to lay down joy and happiness lost, my heart's closing down I'll know the end has come, if I don't feel the sunshine It's rays feed my soul, like a fine cheese and wine "My body gets nourishment from Mother Earth, sunshine fills my soul with Gods grace and mirth"
The Battle, The Victory, The Light I remember you, great destroyer of heart emerging from darkness to hatefully start Battles taken to wing and skyward bound pain, death and sorrow so, so easily found! No praise ever adorns your so vile name curses your bread , your dark wicked fame Ashes reform to give you such an evil way miseries abound as you cut, slash and slay! Seek no victory over my greatest stand living within truth , my way , my plan I remember well your late night knock rejected, you fled quickly in total shock! I remember you , eater of darkened Souls slayer of dreams with eyes of black coal Fangs sharpened on the sandrock in Hell curses from victims under your dark spell! Slink away, I curse your murdering spirit truth slays you as you try not to hear it I carry the armor of the bright Lord today flee, flee or else dark life you must pay! Sword of Love drawn now in countering you spear of justice gives out your just due A chant of faith sets seal to your fate souls freed, all that your darkness ate! Robert J. Lindley 08-22-2014 Wrote this about 27 years ago.... Rewrote it today and added ten more lines so giving it today's date.. Light utterly destroys darkness. In time, good utterly destroys evil. Man , must understand time yields only to God....
Lord, I do not know what to do; Please, lead me by Your side. Decisions I'm facing are lost and through; Please, lead me to do what's right.
At the corner of Madison and Huron, The faint pedestrian appears. A couple holding hands walking swiftly As police pass near. Cane in his hands Walks a younger looking man, Rolling his suitcase along A central corner in a downtown city Where faith, hope, and love belong. May God bless you Toledo, Today and forevermore.
Play The Radio Get Up And Dance All Night Long Music Heals The Soul
Stimulating ideas pop into your head You need a pen…you need a piece of lined paper It looks like you're outtah luck…no wonder you're drowning in dread You need a shoulder to lie your head down for a moment's rest… You need a helper…to aid you while you struggle emotionally… I'm not trying to irritate you purposely Try with all your might…try your best To stay optimistic and fervent I believe that you'll pass the test Be upbeat, kindhearted and jubilant I appreciate the words you wrote on my notebook… Sometimes, I feel like leftovers left on the counter… I'm a rotten mess – you're leaving me as if I'm an uninteresting book Sometimes, I feel like a coward – I don't mean to bother… But, you're like no other . . . You're like a mat – you're constantly stepped on… I'm like YOUR unwanted tool – I stepped on you and Pushed your buttons I accused you of being the fool When, in fact, I'm the fool by your side… You're drifting…pushing me aside… I'm writing words of truth though – Expressing how much I'm fond of you I esteem your presence Glowing with glee At times, you do say things without thinking I'm the god of distress – You're leaving me breathless Cutting me down like I'm some decaying tree You don't see how much you make me… Guilty for your crimes Taking the blame about the hundredth time At times, I feel that I'm awkward when I'm around you You're like a backpack – you carry everyone's weight… You're like a sponge – soaking in our stress I'm a distraction to you – you're wasting valuable time…but don't hesitate I'm writing words of self-centered feelings – logic doesn't exist… But these feelings aren't as bad as committing a crime These feelings come and go – I just had to confess I didn't mean to screw up your progress… Hey, if you need a few sheets of paper to right on, Use me like a notebook instead…and write with all your might It seems as if you read me…like a book that drags on and on Use me as your tool of relaxation… and read me all night When you wrote those words on my notebook… It made my day…you're such a delight Like reading a fascinating, classic book
He says he loves me then he says he loves me not He loves me today but by tomorrow I'm forgot He runs from my love but returns wanting more I guess I'm to blame for letting the traveler explore, See travellers just wander and are never here to stay They admire the scenery and enjoy the display They tour the land and ride the attractions So memories become their only subtractions, They search for an experience that is what they yearn The condition once they leave is none of their concern! So how can the land be devoted and true When travellers come and go out of the blue. The present is now and where he's travelled to, But the past he calls home so he must return soon Most likely just a visit although time can only tell, But what he lusts is in this land and he knows it very well He may call that place home but its this land that he seeks Travellers on a mission never realize until they hit their peek He continues to damage this land down to its core So what's left to offer when their is nothing left in store? The resources were depleted and the land left bare He comes and goes as he pleases it doesn't seem fair; See this land has been abused time and time again Seeds that were planted, were means to an end But pleasure and satisfaction was always accomplished Because this land provided where the homeland was disadvantaged! But despite the history and despite the trust Submit to his urges is something he must. So this time around his departure is permanent Lack of faith and loyalty was the final determinant. The damage he caused cannot be rendered, So his visitation rights he has surrendered! So leave this land I say and never look back This is the path you chose I hope you can stay on track, Cause travellers have memories of the lands they have stained But the land only remembers the one that remained!
Life's journey is the climbing of stairs to heaven door entering returns peace, joy, and harmony to your spirit as the journey of life ends, you have another to explore As with the circle of life you start the climb full in spirit My perception of heaven
I did it again; I need forgiven. Will He still forgive me even though I've fallen before? I've fallen into these same sins countless times before; I still haven't learned my lesson. I am an ignorant hypocrite. Am I still forgiven?
He swifts on by like a moon lighted night. He shines bright for a moment in time. His arm's always open with warmth. His smile always bigger then everyone elses. His heart of rage and fire. He swifts on by, he swifts on by. Who will know the true man within. The man thats full of sin. No one can, no one can, for we are all just man...
Rob me of my purity, But once again it's all my fault; Fell into the trap of false promises Because I pressed play instead of pause.
Blossoming Effulgent sun proffers love Clambering… Ascending Above the undergrowth…of Thorns and weeds Furtively The moon unravels wonders Glimmering
What is it to see the soil of home again? A welcome, snow-struck and a return To cold; sharp white contrasts sunburn. We converse in broken tongues to men We know, hooked on holiday language Comprised of wandering hand signs. Collect the car and pay parking fines, Drive through towns and over a bridge Until we reach the Western gateway. Oh when will we arrive at our house? No camels there, only field mouse Which are eaten by our cat anyway. The plane flies for an age, slyly yawning Through the stretching, pealing sky, A knife through air; what it is to fly. Our travels over; a new day is dawning.
Copyright © 2008 #03 4/12/2008 // (Edited: 1/22/2013/lp (a historical glimpse of humanity's rise) *This poetic epic begins with the greatest sin against humanity *This poem is dedicated to all serving and protecting the ¨Basic Rights of Mankind¨ Once, mankind was forgiven from sin but continue to embrace it like a trend After the Flood many nations strolled some didn´t want true history told All mankind has got to realize humanity had been vandalized A few condemmed HIM to a Cross and mankind became a hope lost His testimony was like no other a promise bonding men as brothers So, was it hate, shame or pride? The Shroud of Turin now abide Something embedded itself into minds their egos separated mankind thru time From images of Christ to the Sphinx mankind altered their faces with ink Societies increased across the land but some became marauding bands Enslaved many to learn their ways called indentured servants nowadays Learning finally opened many minds forbidden to most throughout time Conquering became a lust many thought they must Barbarians embraced warfare believing in war over prayer Some journeyed to build but most decided to steal Robbing nations precious gold slaughtering the young, and old another story that was not told Saw oppressing others was nice ensnared some as their sacrifice Oppression increased in the land because of the barbarian's plan Their business began to boom and corruption shot to the moon America, land of morality and hope still someone was signing for dope Capital´ism made a few very rich sin and immorality, Islam tried to fix paganism and Communism a glitch a conflict to shove Christianity in a ditch Old governments embraced the Klan still got history's blood on their hand. Kept society busy with Santa Claus knowing its origin is spiritually false They knew global warming was real maybe too late, this just sent a chill Interested learning secrets of the brain Drug gangs driving societies insane Kids with little future left in sight hopes dwindled like the Knight Then, later came Robin Hood with good news from the wood Someone revived human rights still, some decided not to fight No need for humantarian crises diabolical plans rolling the dices These sinful plans between hands slaughtering the lambs of the land We need to fix this mess before we come to rest Most of world history twisted some are now rying to fix it For some Nations, it was too late capital'ism quickly sealed their fate Africa was a continent very rich ...now realizing it is in a ditch never should´ve trusted Mitch I even heard the Rossette Stone was hidden in someone´s home The secrets of Giza painted in Mona Liza Even the Eyptian Sphinx tried to give mankind a wink now hides her missing links And, the pyramids contained a sacred Key stolen by those not wanting us to be free Someone hide Pandora´s Box with final desination Fort Knox Even, saw the Bible's Holy Grail shipped by Fed-Ex Express Mall Most gold, and precious artifacts was found stolen, and hijacked It´s hard for most to understand they kept us busy with their plan So, in this life we must cast our vote moving forward with faith and hope Those affected have become a scorn got them hungry from dusk to dawn World economies causing a recess ego and pride got us in a big mess The Middle East became a feast. I wonder who planned that piece? They say Mohammed started this fuss. through history who dare finger Guss? These differences in world religions still affecting mankind's decisions Humanity began in Africa and Irak but millions destituted in a shack The Americas to China has similiar pain but yrants' view them as a social stain And, there was oil for food but someone became rude So, once again East meets West fighting over another treasure chest Expenses reaching trillions recovery costing billions death in the millions The greatest gift is charity why concentrate on disparity? We need to fix this mess or earth soon to rest Mismanagement of world funds resources available by the tons The poor and depair need more still someone's locking the door Feeling no guilt with pride and the fortunes they hide Corruption and terrorism sown by a few of government´s own Someone´s selfish plans ahead have now made us very afraid... maybe baked or nuked instead Distitute's nourishment is baked dirt nothing else or their stomachs hurt Most of the time with nothing to eat weeping for a peaceful night sleep The 3 pathways to Heaven are narrow selfish can learn from the sparrow. When the next ATOM splits and divide some gonna try to run and hide knowing they deceived many and lied So, don´t worry about a thing tonight soon GOD will make things alright Then, all children will be able to play The Prince of Peace will come to stay So, remember before it´s over they too needed a shoulder by: LP
Do you hear the train a'whistlin'? I wonder where she's a'goin'. Can she be boundin' toward freedom? Well, there's freedom in Jesus! And that's all we need!
Faith is not failing me, I am failing Him. Why do I refuse to accept His grace? Why would I rather live my life on my own When He is extending a helping a hand? I am depressed, Dead on my own, But I am alive in Him! I give my life to Him for real; I give Him my all, And now I'm alive Because He gives me life!
No longer here to sulk; That only yields more pain. Here I am to live these words: I am forever changed.
UNSUPPORTED CODE What Will I Do? Where Will I Go? What will I do? Where will I go? Which direction I'll take… I don't really know! In just a moment, I lost all, that I worked hard to get… I'm thinking of "letting go." But haven't done it yet… The things I held so close... Have all disappeared. It happened so fast. It's kind of "weird." Those I call my friends, don't really know what to say. Most of them shake their heads, and walk away! I've cried myself to sleep many days and nights. It's like someone has "turned off the lights." The only one I know, that I can turn to, is Christ alone! I need him to heal my broken heart and home. Dear Jesus, will you take some time to help me out? I know that helping people is what you're about! Please help me to pick up the pieces that are scattered! Help me to focus on the things in life that really matter! I need to give you, all of my focus and attention! I need your word to show me some clear direction! You're the one that I always need to hold on to! I need to do this, and to completely trust you! Thank you Jesus for listening and answering my prayer! I'm thankful that you're someone who really cares! Thank you for restoring my life, that has been "up-ended." With your love, my heart has been healed and mended! By Jim Pemberton
When Good Of "EVIL," Run You Down, Remember What Doesn't "KILL YOU," Only Makes You, STRONGER, *Yes* Faith Can Break, But Our Strength Of Heart Together, Shall CARRY, Beyond To It's Highest POWER, Let Go Of Your FEARS, You Are As Weak As Your Weakest Link, Don't Patronize The Ignorance Of Foolishness, Bring Back The LOVE, KINDNEsS, And CARING, We All Once Knew, The Community... Make It SAFE AGAIN, Towards Children's PLAY, Not, "GANGS OF WAR," Bursting Into Plague, Give It A Fighting Chance, Regain Your Balls Son, Be Self- ConScience, Put Down That Gun, Don't Leave Murder-Scream, Blood On Blood, Color On Color, Doesn't Matter, Stop This Hatred, From Ringing Out,Once More, A Blistered, Master-Mind, Of No Peace,Kneel, Pray,To Our LORD almighty, Rebuild His Gateway, And Reform The Community, Back To It's Rightful Place... Re: Richard Palmer Poem No PEACE
I am a man Who once stood upon the top of his mountain I am a man Who had everything he could ever ask for I am a man Who held his whole world in his hands I am a man Who through his own stupidity crushed it all to dust I am a man Who has lost his daughter I am a man Who lost his dear wife I am a man Who has lost his family I am a man Who's whole world collapsed, was turned upside down, torn apart and scattered like the dust he created BUT I AM A MAN Who today stands stronger for it I am a man Who through it all started walking down the road to freedom I am a that man Who may have forgotten to wear shoes But I am that man Who with every bridge he crossed, struck a match, and watched that bridge burn to ash I am a man Who took his bull by the horns And SNAPPED THOSE ****ERS OFF!!! I am a man Who today stands stronger then any oak tree you will ever find I am a man Who has been to hell and back I created hell myself AND I HAVE SURVIVED I am a man I am a man I am a man Who is stronger for it.....
Thank you for the beautiful memory you left on my mind you are not dead but you are not here, to me you are gone, cos i cant feel you the way i used to, everything you used to do are left untouched the space you ocupied is empty, our yesterday is fading away like the rainbow so beautiful but so short, how can i forget the endless yesterday? when you are here with me. in loving memory of my sister (you are not an angel but you did what an angel can do,you fly to heaven.)
An angel came! Nights in black and white, My mind keeps drifting from side to side. Wondering in my mind about the voice I heard, At my bedside an angel came. "Be patient," The voice said; I heard it so clear, yet so discreet. To hear a strange voice whisper into my ear, It made me scared, and it made me fear. Fear from God who heard my cry, Begging for mercy, to save a child. Praying to all angels to keep her safe The mother of my children, my soul mate. This is a sign for me to know, That God is with me, and I am not alone. Thank you God for this sign you gave me, To remind me that there is a God up there and to be patient. I'll keep my faith every time I'm down, With my forehead touching the ground.
Keeping my head up, treading water Cut throat surviving, struggling Going under, death visits Will to live, tested! Selfishness Vs Selflessness A Greater Love, encompasses me God demonstrating mercy, for his children Learning about forgiveness, cultivating, inner faith Melody of Love, one can experience In the darkest, waking hours, of everyday living Self survival, learning how to live Peace of Mind, Peace of Heart Peaceful Spirit, Freedom in Love
Lord, please forgive me. I need You. I messed up. Please, save me. Thank You. I trust You. I love You. I am a hypocrite. Please, change me. Thank You. Amen.
Being on the roll bring them a thought of eloquence, Exempting the fact things in the giant tournaments, Inside of which lies the origin of originality and dexterity; Nexus, so true of either being alive or dead Gentle souls, to be, should stay on the track.
YOUR ONLY FRIEND Out of the night she's called for you and raised you from a restless sleep into the life you're going through, into the life you can not keep. She's known by all, her name is Death, you see her, then you realize, she is your very final breath and you have seen it in her eyes. You look again, to clear your head but truth is truth, and now you know, your book is finished, it is read, and now it's time to go. So long you wondered who she was if she would ever be a friend, but now you see the love she does, and it is there beyond your end. She whispers all the things you've done and sings them in her song each rising star, each setting sun, it all played out, but played out wrong. And there is nothing here for you, so welcome her, she is your end, and go to where you must go to to know sweet Death, your only friend. © ron wilson aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet
When I leave footprints in the sand In my life I'm leaving my mark and taking a stand I need to be by myself to take this spiritual journey Without any interruptions I develop more diligently It is not attained through self-gratification but through fidelity Without this journey, there is no point to the destination To move ahead I must have no hesitation Your experiences are not who you are I definitely aim high for the stars This journey that I'm on I don't attend to go far But I do plan to get there having no fear It is a faith driven and a much needed trip This alone time will help me in life to get that grip Cradle to the grave is the purpose of our creation Everyone passes through the final stage to their final destination It is not a dream but this journey is so real A lot of things in my life I need to heal This journey has taught me to love not to hate It is the key to my future and my fate As my destiny and my story is told I am still alone and wondering along the road Journeys, like artists, are born and not made. A thousand differing circumstances contribute to them, few of them willed or determined by the will—whatever we may think. Lawrence Durrell
Fast Life Mind racing Eyes blinking Left & right Sand slides over the land I see the truth from afar A soft glare unwillingly I search for But not quite there yet I have some time Time is just a figment of our imagination That keeps going & going Tic Toc But will it ever exceed pass twelve Time is knowledge or whatever you make it I don't have time for knowledge I have a knowledge that grows through time But I haven't quite gotten to my destination yet, So shouldn't it be time for my knowledge to grow.
It's bout to get worse It was written in the verse The truth hurts ARMAGEDDON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED When the time comes No one's gonna hold up a sign saying it's time to "get right" It's gone come like a thief in the night! Blowin' up and wreckin ish! The war you want is the war you gone get It was written before our time We keep looking at the signs manifest before our very eyes constantly denying our right to be one of the meek ones of our time ARMAGEDDEON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED We're at the end of what used to be existence Every super power will answer to a higher power so pray repentence The time is closer than any distance From Washington to Obama No one will escape the wrath! Hope you choose the right path! Narrow is the gate of the righteous tracks that are imprented on the mind of the omnipotent one Will you be spared life on earth with the meek ones and accurately take in knowledge of his son? OR will you perish in the dust never to be awakened again? No consciousness of sin ARMAGEDDON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED! It's in the verses Read it, see it, live it, rehearse it You see the times changing You see the minds fading You see the world and how messed up it is You see that nigga satan and his curses! I pray to have a chance to live a beautiful paradise on earth like it say in the verses! ARMAGEDDON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED YOU HAVE OFFICIALLY BEEN WARNED
Singing around in love; Smiles built from the ground. Holding hands in the dance; Laughing with brothers and sisters, All in His Glorious Name. Throughout His perfectly sculpted land: Look around because this is it; Look around because this is love; Look around and know, understand, comprehend, Rejoice because you are perfect; You are God's beautiful children!
Run into my heart; Run right into my arms. I will never let you go; I am yours forever, please know. You make my soul beat; You bring me back to life. God, thank You for this love; God, thank You for this life.
There are those who walk among us materialistically inclined Their hearts are solely focused on what they'll leave behind ..prized possessions..properties.. ..money in the banks.. ..vehicles and commodities.. ..attaining higher ranks.. They never give a word or thought to disadvantaged others They never see the battles fought by desperate, homeless brothers Yet while their pools are full of water someone's thirst goes unquenched While they offer no food nor shelter someone hungers and is drenched Chandeliers they blaze at night their neighbours to impress while some child squints by candlelight his tender heart much stressed When will the rich feel sympathy for those less fortunate Can they feel an empathy for one subordinate I thank God for all the meekness He has put into my soul Some may say it's weakness but I say it's foretold That some of us will have no fear to speak out for what's right That some of us will have no care for gold nor silver bright That we can warn our rich and proud to share, not hoard their treasure for the cries of hell will sound so loud when they see how God his people measure... 1 Tim 6:17-19: Charge them that are rich in this world, that they be not high-minded, nor trust in uncertain riches, but in the Living God, who giveth us richly all things to enjoy; That they do good, that they be rich in good works, ready to distribute, willing to communicate; laying up in store for themselves a good foundation against the time to come, that they may lay hold on eternal life.
And then the day came That I found my self lost in the void of my own emptiness And as suddenly as a tree bust into flames After being stuck by lightening My heart sank I felt so lost and alone The walls ran red with my blood For they were all I had left to beat And my busted knuckles bleed with the vengeance of hate I cursed the Lord above as the gooners burst into my cell AND WE FOUGHT Overcome and beaten Hogtied and broken I refused any medical aid For my hate drank the pain And I wept ALONE As deep as the peace of a deer lying in the meadow I felt the Lord Jesus Christ come unto my soul And to this day the thought of him The depth of his mercy Makes me cry For I have been forgiven I became a man of living example The future holds limitless opportunities for me I bare witness to the darkness of addiction For I have been delivered from the ashes Set free from the chains that bound me My soul is my Lords as my heart is my wife's My life belongs to anyone who is willing to learn As I ready to embark on the journey of education My excitement grows with each passing day Because I know the Lord Jesus Christ Will use me as a lantern of faith And those who teach me will also learn from me For my knowledge of emptiness is as vast and barren As all of the great deserts spread around the world Compiled together in one 6'-2'' 240 lb. frame The depths of my scars are like the Grand Canyon Amazing to see and impossible to comprehend This is my story this is who I am My past will never be forgotten Because it holds the possibility of higher education In regards to the overhaul journey of life And hopefully some where along the way A soul will be saved
There are proud people "coming out!" Yet, they have no idea what real life is about! Many brag about a lifestyle that's revealing. Yet have lost God's purpose and meaning! I'm coming out for Jesus! I've nothing to hide! I've asked him to take away my sin and pride! Of my own accomplishments... I've nothing to boast! But I'm proud of God the father, son and holy ghost! Whatever pride we have… We've all sinned! Jesus told us; "you must be born again!" Nothing that I've done is worth "bragging of." Rather, I've done things that I'm ashamed of! But God reached down to where I was standing! And filled my life with his peace and understanding! The more I have of Jesus, the less I need of me! His power alone is what can truly set me free! I'm coming out for Jesus! The redeemer of my soul! I'm going to shout it! So the whole world may know! I'm not ashamed of Jesus! I am NOT! By his mercy… My sins have been blood bought! For each step you take to God… He takes two! Won't you allow him to do his work through YOU? A life of righteousness and holiness is what God is asking! Come now! And receive HIS life! It's everlasting! By Jim Pemberton
You say you aren't perfect, but look again and behold yourself; perfectly you. Your tears be heavy-laden with guilt; also remember, they glisten with remorse. The sea water of the eye cleanses wounds old and leads life to the good vulnerability that teaches humility and belief. Singing; your voice awakens the dawn and dancing you set the moon. Entrancing, you smile and for a moment I glimpse forever. Joy's child is your way and grace is in your name. Awake in the watches of the night He watches your panic weeping; wanting your day to soar and set twilight leaping. Stars twinkle in sympathy, and meteors lead sight to the other. Come away with me my love and wink at suns.
be careful what you wish for on this journey called life and that what you wish for lines up with the spirit of Christ be careful what you wish for just make sure it's Godly inspired don't be a fool nor the devil's tool by what in life you desire you thought you had found Mr. Right to you he was the perfect man he turned out to be a loser and abuser who only showed you the back of his hand you thought you had the perfect woman she was smart, pretty and sweet as honey but when you feel in love she broke your heart as she was only with you for the money you thought you had that dream job which gave you power, prestige and control instead it was an all consuming stint sucking away at your soul you desired a certain type of car the most fabulous vehicle you could get but instead you got a big fat lemon that wasn't worth the polish nor the spit they say that the grass always looks greener from the other side just don't hate, appreciate, seek God's guidance and with Him take the ride If you allow God to navigate you on this journey that is life I guarantee you will experience less trouble, struggle and strife God wants you to be happy, God desires that you have the very best so for everything pray to Him and let the Holy Spirit put it to the test God can send you the right mate someone who will love and cherish you God can hook you up with the perfect car and so what if it isn't brand new God can give you a career that will fulfill you and make you feel whole allow the presence of God in your life and it will nourish your soul so be careful what you wish for as you just might get it all I can say is that on it pray that it's sanctioned by the Holy Spirit
Innocents is purity, which evil preys. To endure such beings may leave one in decay. Anger and hate will fill your mind, weakness seeping down your spine. Fear gives in, you can not breathe and can not stand. Darkness overwhelming with the end at hand. A reaper comes to collect your spirit. But on this day you need not fear it. A helping hand he comes to give, he sees purity and light deep with in. Pick yourself up young lad and breathe deep, your life has meaning if you seek. Your mind is poisoned and your heart frail. Stay steadfast your light will prevail. Your conviction is strong, it never falters. Take your pain and build alters. Around your heart to ward off the dark. Your almost there, protect your spark. From the evil that dwells in your mind, Leave it there and don't be blind. Enjoy the beautiful things in life. So you may better understand your strife. For the road to glory is long and treacherous. Do not fear because you are dangerous. Armor thick forged in pain, spear of light leaving blood stains. Do not fear the beast with in, control it and give it name. Listen to the vibrations, now take aim. He is your spear, your love is the light. Protect the innocent and fight. Glory comes, but does not wait. To seek it out is to seek my fate. Innocents cries, evil feeds. A spear of light is what I will be. Piercing the darkness of evil deep, Until glory comes so that I may sleep.
Does it really matter that i conform to the norms of the day? What perfect blueprint is there for the journey called life? Who are you to chastise me for being filled with flaws? Only one was made perfect. who deems it otherwise? Who made you judge and jury over the morally bankrupt? How dare you raise your nose when your anus is filthy? Aren't we all on this journey to utopia? what being dares claim arrival? That life is fraught with connundrums and challenges is not far fron the turth. That humans of different races will be judged alike is up for debate. I'm filled with vices, and so are you but thou hipocrisy shields your misdeeds. Listen, fellow weaklings Take caution as you condescend, for the descent is inevitable. What fun is there to life if we dont fall and rise? What story will be told if we dont lose and repossess? How would we become fitter if we are not faced with storms? Who can best define our cause on devil's roof? Is it survival or procreation? Is it strifes or oppression? No one really can tell, only HIM knows Clerics hold us bondage to selfish doctrines, and we gullibly oblige. Like a procession of zombies, yearning for the release their words present, unable to put our reasoning to test, and lose the cloak of vulnerability. Who exactly are we? puppets of nature? or rivals in the ring of life? Do you wonder why harmony dwell scarce in the elements? Or why philophobia lives in the heart of men? I'm speechless, i tremor at the level of discord we habour Can humans ever really change? do we just suppress some deeds at whim? and display others when we desire. Will we ever be whole?
It's simple. We make it much more complicated than it is; Just live.
The blue waters, The green trees, The blue skies, The light breeze, The crisp air, The birds sing, The puffed clouds; The awakening.
An earthly existence A universe beyond my minds, comprehension I die I rise Life lessons reviewed Homeward bound I am not lost, after all! I am a willing participant Serving, the Father, of all creation His son combined, 'producing life' as we know it Representing them, in everything I do I am nothing, without Love! My heart full of faith, loyal service I give Learning how to unconditionally serve, as the Father unconditionally, loves me Worshipping our Divine Creator's existence Choosing to live, moment to moment Being as one with 'Our Universal Father' No physical permanency My physicality, disappearing My mortality existence, I let go of Death temporary My spirit alive! Relief, Peace 'I am only passing through!' A unique, experience of mortality A gift, I am blessed to experience, to live!
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Precipitation: Culminates in a washout Stuffed camels get soaked
The world needs You, Lord; We all need You too. Alone, we battle and fall apart, But we live joyful freedom with You: Created anew in Your perfect image; Saved, Loved, Changed, In Your Holy Name! We pray, Amen!
One step on the white blistering sand, Sandals in hand, turban shrouding my beard From the gusts of arid wind sucking my sweat And burning my skin and mucosa. I looked ahead, raising my hand To block the sun and see the herd Of camels ahead, and beyond the dunes, The promise of death from thirst and hunger. I saw the cactus hold firm to the sand, And scavengers in the form of an innocent bird Swimming overhead as if to admire their work: Meatless bones basking lifeless in the sun. Was that my fate? Lifeless in the sand Going through the process to be bird turd As they pecked and relished? So it seemed. I pulled myself on, and my body protested. Is this why this route was so bland? That civilisation despite its million nerds Had not found a way to profane the dunes And enforce its will on Nature's plans? But I keep on with the target at hand. Oh...I forgot to give you the Word! Great promise lies ahead, beyond the pain, Beyond the thirst, beyond lurking death. Behind me lies a devastated land, The old me: wicked and absurd. Beyond the pain lies Life, and just like a newborn, I shall bear the suffering that takes me Home. (c) Nyonglema
Mind logic does conclude no matter what that trials and tribulations bring forth sight Giving clear understanding to the one that heart felt pain must endure Body in Lift Spirit fallen souls who choose the prize living in a non-material world
I woke up and toked Wrapped up the little jokes -lead the flow of traffic on down the road I'm not Casper but I sher Boo the mood of plaster, I'd rather stiff narks to break cards- with hard farce -never gettin' pulled over by the words Waitin' in giant leaps, I can see the next comin' just down the street if it was company I'd meet but since they're strangers I creep Wait in song and sing lead! You lead! I am a man, I am looking at the disease! Wasted on my knees I can wait for eternities Never caring about the breeze, the cold shoulder, or the person that stinks Its all just a place a disastrous phase earning loads of lore and lies mainlining out of personalities So come up and peek it could only hurt a little cheek why wreck the day when there is cause to play?
The Tragedy of the Banished Revolutionaries. Epochs apart, yet, bound by conscience, Buddha, Jesus, Moses, Muhammad, Ram. Enduring the whispers of time, through creeds professed, sermons preached, and a million sins confessed. Though, the essence, of these banished revolutionaries, is ceremonially muted by ritual, and gleefully crushed under, grandiose edifices, that serve Religion Inc. "And the meek shall inherit the earth", an incendiary thought, conveniently discarded, for the pie in the sky that must be sought. The tragedy of the banished revolutionaries, stings. stabs, whispers still, for us to hear, through the din of the cacophony of prayer. Buddha, Jesus, Moses, Muhammad, Ram. The tragedy of the banished revolutionaries, persists, each day that we choose, to shun the meek, and mouth conscience-salving prayers, for yet more silver, and yet more silk.
Please Come Lord Jesus, And Hear My Voice! Please come Lord Jesus, and listen to my voice! In all I do or say, may you be my first choice! Please come dear Jesus, and listen to my cry! Give me your living water, that can satisfy! Please come dear Jesus, and renew my mind! You're so patient, loving and very kind! Please come dear Jesus, and renew my spirit! Your words of life... May I daily live it! Please come dear Jesus, I need you this hour! I need your strength, and your power! Thank you my Lord, my savior and friend! And thanks for answering me... Once again! By Jim Pemberton
for bruce springsteen... it was a rain-swept monsoon day way back then, so many moons away when i felt the music strumming in my veins setting me free like a runaway horse without any reins you sang of simple truths, your verse spoke to people just like me in my lonely, wasted, and desolately quiet night as you screamed out tragic human wrongs, and of everyone's plight 'bobby jean' spoke to me of that girl down the street glimpses of whom, we as innocents would furtively meet and 'the river' that flowed through my ever-barren heart led me down further roads of thunder when slowly i finally learnt that the hardest part was fighting on and never to surrender to the hard-luck dreams that were born to run while i danced in the dark with memories vivid and stark even as i whined like that dog who for forever lost his howling bark and then a 'human touch' came along and 'better days' seemed real, not just words in a song and still you sang and swayed and spoke straight into my unseeing eyes as gardens of secrets were opened, and as your fist punched the skies in an anger that i too felt and in whose cauldron i too burned as we saw murder get incorporated, while on its wobbly axis, our fragile world apathetically turned and then suddenly i was told that i was all grown up working on a highway of scattered ideals and absolving myself by sprinkling some coins in a waiting cup well, after all these years of walking along so many a thorny road with an armour of your verse covering me, even as i hear them taunt me and even as they continue to goad but now i can feel myself fading away, into the bleakness of this coming night just like the ghost of that old tom joad...
it was one of the darkest moments in His anointed life when the Roman soldiers came to arrest Our Lord Jesus the Christ divinity was unraveling the prophetic scripture to be fulfilled Jesus betrayed and then deserted the night went silent and still Jesus was One who was regarded as a gatherer of men but at the midnight hour His disciples abandoned Him in the end the journey towards brotherhood is not just about the good days it's about a willingness to have each others back when life is not going your way spiritual brotherhood was being tested the enemy now on patrol the men of God had fallen asleep and the devil had taken control a war is being waged today against the Living Body of Christ yet our Christian brothers are asleep on the job unawake to deal with the devil's strife we need to open our eyes we need to be alert and aware on the journey towards brotherhood exercising cohesiveness, compassion and care but the one time that Jeus needed to have His men around they abandoned Him and forsaken Him and then went underground every man for himself they left Jesus all alone and as a result He was crucified and ascended to the heavenly throne brothers don't abandon each other there's strength in togetherness and unity have each others backs and then tell Satan to get behind thee
Dropped out of school At an early age Lived on the streets Because, I disgusted my mother She thought I was a poor example Of true Christian beliefs At an early age She religiously drummed into me 'blood is thicker than water' And yet, Here I am today confused, lonely and hungry No one protecting me No friends No family No home to go too Just, peoples eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth mentality Praying for the sun to shine To feel some warmth again! Sun rays of hope, lighting me up To live through this darkness without fear With a heart full of faith No matter what happens to me, now! If only I could drink my salty tears It would sustain me for a lifetime Your tears are worth nothing, around here You're classed as weak and venerable Only attracting death Your life worth nothing! Save me from myself I am my best friend I am my worst enemy My prayers and dreams Lost in the wind Blowing around like autumn leaves The rain washing them away Down the drain into the sewage Rolling with the seasons Year after year Survival for the fittest! Surviving on the love Hidden, inside me Being my strength and guide My personal lifeline In surviving this crazy world We all live in
You belong to me mate ( Intro ) And that be that! Get on board And grab your hat! The ship was aghast at its new passenger ( Verse ) Like disdain for the lives that they now left behind, Newcomers were scarce And they never would last But I held up my chin nice and high. The bloke who took me screamed ( Pre-chorus ) "Mop up the deck we've got things to do!" But I said sir, I'm just a boy and don't know what's to do. And he said ( Chorus ) "Drifting mainly Sailin the shores Taking what's mine And leaving what's yours Cause you know, we ain't dead yet." Taking the seas for more than eight moons We found islands and loot That was bigger than most. The taste of sea air With its wind in my hair Took me away to this new life I lead. After mopping the deck He grabbed my hand and screamed "Steer this ship boy!" But I said sir, I'm just a lad and don't know where to go. So the crew yelled ( Chorus ) "Drifting mainly Sailin the shore Taking what's mine And leaving what's yours Cause you know, we ain't dead yet." Surprising to me Was my unshaven face The captain looked on And smiled with grace, We stopped at a place Where the women were loose and didn't mind If we took a peak. He said "Now you're a man so let's get on that boat, We got places to be and some people to rope, So grab that sword and drop that mop Cause you're no longer a boy in my eyes." I practiced the duel with the men in the crew The captain took eye to my devilish pride, And he took me aside and said "Even in death I'm gonna miss you boy But don't let it strike you Or kill your spirits Cause even time can beat out the Grim." Then in the darkness came fire and screams, Our vessel had stopped after fourteen years, The crew fought hard and beat most of the men But now, my Captain was dead. We took the new ship watching ours sink deep Saying goodbye to our drowning escape, The crew turned towards me and asked "What do we do?" and I smiled, And they did to. And we yelled ( Chorus ) "Drifting mainly Sailin the shores Takin what's mine And leaving what's yours Cause you know, we ain't dead yet."
How hard could it be to take my first step? "Come to mommy, you can do it." "Oh you're home. Hon, look at him go." As I take another step, he picks me up. He hugs me tight but gently and kisses me on the cheek. I feel so safe, loved and happy. Perhaps that's how it was. (I really don't remember back that far.) How hard could it be, my first day at school. My mom meets me at the front door of the building, hugs me and says, "How was your first day? Did you have fun today?" He comes home after a hard day at work and mom says, "Hi Hon, it was Den's first day of school." He picks me up in his strong arms and says, "I knew you could do it." A hug and a kiss on the cheek. How hard could it be to learn how to drive a car or a truck? "Den, come with me. Let's take a short ride down the road." We both climb up into Dad's blue 1955 Chevy pickup. He stops on the back road, gets out, comes around and says, "Scoot over. It's your turn." I start the engine, push in the clutch, shift and we start out slowly. I'm nervous, I speed up, clutch in, shift again. Oh crap, I shifted into reverse, truck stopped abruptly and backfired. Dad looks at me, "But you did it." He hugs me, a kiss on the cheek. How hard could it be to go away to college? I'm so glad she has a phone so I can call my mom and dad. "Hi Den, how are things going? You've got a B average. That's great. I knew you could do it. I love you, see you soon." "You met a girl? What's her name? Wow, see you soon. I love you" "You want to marry her? Big step; in Holland? Okay, we love you." How hard could it be to have a family? "Oh, it's a girl. Mireille, that's a nice name." He hugs me, kiss on the cheek. "Another girl, Michelle, that's a nice name too." He hugs me, kiss on the cheek. "You finally had a boy, Michael, good choice." Hug and a kiss. Birthdays, holidays, weekends, visits back and forth, phone calls. He loves them all, unconditionally. Hugs and kisses all around. How hard could it be as life goes on? He watches them grow up, get married and have children. He loves them all, unconditionally, hugs and kisses all around. We take short trips and mom and Dad go with us now and then. We go camping and mom and Dad visit us now and then. Every time you left, hugs and kisses all around. Always, "See you soon."
I always look forward to what you say Sometimes words in black fade to gray No doubt as family has to find a way We are stronger than we could have imagined No textbook lesson is enough To get thru life's trials and stuff Sometimes you have to fight and scuff To get to day's end Hello, hello I rise again I say thank you and begin, begin A brand new journey that I've never seen I stand up in it and view the scene No one can tell me what the day may bring Hell anything could happen and I mean anything We don't know the day, the hour or the circumstance So I'm surely gonna tell my story and do my dance While there's still life in my body I shall have no fear Too much purpose in my being here I charge you today to stand my friend Follow your journey until your destination ends Because, we are stronger than the strongest tree And as I look into your eyes and you look back at me Know that even though we are different we are all family We are historically stronger than strong We've been linked together singing songs Standing under the beat of the sun for so long And our faith conquered all the wrong And we are better because of it We've conquered with strong character and great wit A mind so strong, that we learned it Even when the books were to no avail Thru patience and perseverance in spite of the ships that did sail And did in fact, abuse our bodies and our minds We pushed, we sat, we gathered hand in hands in lines To get us to where we are today I'm thankful for those of you that paved the way
~*~ Dead dwell beyond the Pale, in quick silver mist. Whispering eternal, within their sleep. Waiting patiently for Raven's angelic kiss, for their souls, upon Blackbird wings, to sweep. Whispering eternal, within their sleep. Now entombed in stone, cast by their sins. For their soul, upon Blackbird wings to sweep, the long journey of forgiveness, now begins. Now entombed, in stone, cast by their sins, accounting for their life and of deeds done. The long journey of forgiveness, now begins. As Raven waits, with blessed, cold steel gun. ~*~ Accounting for their life and of deeds done, so close to Heaven's gate, yet denied. As Raven waits, with blessed, cold steel gun, to release pardoned souls, once sin enshrined. So close to Heaven's gate, yet denied, along the shores of mist, boiling cold. To release pardoned souls, once sin enshrined, steel shot will kiss stone, breaking its hold. Along the shores of mist, boiling cold. As upon cruel rocks, of shore, she roams, steel shot will kiss stone, breaking its hold, to allow their souls, at last, to soar home. As upon cruel rocks of shore, she roams. Waiting patiently for Raven's angelic kiss, to allow their souls, at last, to soar home, dead dwell beyond the Pale, in quick silver mist. ~*~ Written by Paula Swanson For the contest "Among The dead" Placement: 3rd
Inside my heart Over flowing A sea of love My spirit free Love taking lead My inner consciousness, awakening Inner realisations, coming to light Experiencing the wonders of our universe Discovering who I am In the spirit of love
I'm standing at a crossroads Deciding where to go I have to pick the right one But how am I to know? I peer down all the pathways There isn't much in sight The straight one and the left one They look just like the right One thing is doubly certain I cannot turn around To travel where I came from That surely isn't sound I wonder which are winding And which are awful steep I wonder which are rocky Or fraught with chasms deep I wonder which are sunny Or which are filled with shade I wonder which are easy And which are poorly laid Decisions oft are tricky At times they cannot change Some roads go through the city While others hug the range At last I chose the forward The narrow one and straight Within my heart I realized That this one holds my fate I knew that in the distance Along this narrow way There'd be a golden city With room for me to stay
I don't need any money, I don't need fancy shoes. I don't need to buy happiness, 'Cause all I need is You. I don't need expensive clothes, I don't need things to choose. I don't need five-star meals, 'Cause all I need is You. I'm smiling here so wide; I feel like I'm brand new. Today is the start of something big 'Cause all I need is You. My soul is eternally fulfilled; My heart is being led through. I don't need anything else, 'Cause all I need is You.
Turn the wheel *******he sea... Push aside the misery... The abominable agony... Endure this hardship...with me Fight off the tears and let us roam to sea Don't make it hard for me To determine the waters We are the same kind If you can be so KIND, let me show you your destiny - To dwell with me in tranquility We will try to share our responsibilities... Take turns and share our possibilities... How have you been? Sorry we have shut our ears To your deafening cries I'm turning the wheel for you You're losing energy...be still - why are you so blue? I'll shut out the feeling of anguish You'll get what you wish We will start anew We will start on a fresh start We will fulfill our dreams and make them come true We'll brew away the sadness I'm determined to eliminate The distress... swallowing us like a tidal wave... Behave, you wild childlike waters!! Behave! Don't worry - we'll get rid of The limited happiness And make our heart pump with merriness Don't be a magnet of depression stress You'll experience a wonderful opportunity So you may feel at one with Our world full of possibilities And eliminate those cruel, wretched words That tore apart our responsibilities... Our activities... our reveries... our possibilities... That brought us back together We'll be hiking These somewhat difficult hardships together
Do You Feel Like There's Nowhere to Go? I know that it's easy to get discouraged and upset. Feeling "trapped" ... But can't escape "just yet." You've tried everything. And not sure what else to do? Is there someone who can help you through?" Many things you've done. You've wanted to be forgiven! Yet struggle with this each day you're livin'! You meet people and wear a "smile." And sometimes wonder if living is really worth the while. You may have prayed over and over again. And yet constantly feel Like you're "trapped within." You may have tried to call on Jesus' name. Yet find yourself in "guilt and shame." Jesus is here now! And wants you to know… He can bring peace to your troubled soul. Rather than thinking of things done in the past. Come to Jesus now! His love will always LAST! Allow HIM to bring to your life the needed victory now! He'll make you a brand new person! And HOW! By Jim Pemberton
The First Voyage of Paul A sailing ship, out aimless on the sea forewarned by Paul--to sail would be a crime, but captain said "you're safe now--you're with me" he vowed their trip to Rome would be on time. And so they set about to sail the main, not caring that the Fast had well begun-- nor that no sailing man could see a gain, for such a trip would fail--before it's done. The captain caused the crew to set their plight towards a Cyprus port--for needed rest, when all at once the day turned into night-- and then the wind of God made life a test. The temptest blew for days--to Malta's shore and set the will of God--forevermore. © ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet
You are not the man, you want to be You said you were my Father, till, I discovered different Enduring, daily beatings Bashing the living day lights, out of a woman and a child Repetitive, bad ass attitude, nasty streak Mean and aggressive! Fists, knives and guns, your weapons of chose Out of control, abusive, devious Relentless, over – bearing! Breaking me, piece by piece Confusing a child, with unhealthy love Hand fed your bullshit, brain washed Using me as your human, punching bag This innocent child's blood, staining your callas hands My child's curiosity, asking you one day "Why do you hurt me and Mum?" Your retort: "I am not your blood!" I didn't understand, back then Now, as an adult, I clearly understand! Believe me, when I say There was never a day that went past That you didn't remind me of that! My freedom, restrained My sanity, tested Caged, like a wild bird in captivity Behind bars, looking out Here, I am today, free from your grip Nursing, this inner child's, bleeding love
This is not going to be easy; No one ever said it was. We're going to have to be strong now 'Cause God doesn't give up.
Life can bring many difficult situations! Often, there's really no explanation! No matter how smart or how wise, Things can take us totally by surprise! We can often find our life off course. Many times, being driven by a "dark force." I know that it's hard to know what to do. Especially with what you may be going through! I can't think of all the right words to say… To help you make it through another day! But there's someone, I can ask you to turn to! He loves and is most concerned about you! His name is Jesus! The almighty God is he! He's committed to you now! And for eternity! He's the one that you can trust and lean on! And is someone that you can certainly depend on! Won't you give him an opportunity to help you? He reaches out his hand! Because he loves you! He is the source with an eternal heavenly treasure! He can completely fill you! Beyond measure! The decision is yours! A choice to be made! There's nothing for Jesus what's worth the "trade!" He's everything that any of us can ever think of! And can do more for you! Than you ever dreamed of! He's the alpha and omega! The beginning and the end! Won't you allow him to be your savior and friend??? By Jim Pemberton
Getting ready for Passover to shed us might For joyous future The significance Of God's holiday is way More vital than us
She visits in my dreams, A place that I love to go, For when my body is sleeping; My subconscious starts to show. She is not the same as when I'm awake, She is fierce and unafraid; She watches over the pillows, Where my head is soundly laid. She has wings just like an Angel, Only hers are made of light; With brilliant rainbow hues, Enough to shine throughout the night. To me she looks much older, Maybe even wise; One look at me and I know, She can see right through my lies. For her and I are one, No hiding from the truth; She understands that I'm growing, Developing from my youth. She never passes judgment, For herself would be included; Her thoughts are always brilliant; And never convoluted. I'm referring to my soul; Aged throughout my lives. She gives my words their meanings; And my body is what she drives. Inspiring my movements, And wiping all of my tears; Her voice is mine but rings through, My head and out my ears. Perhaps it's her who is writing this, Giving me the rhyme; My subconscious and my consciousness; Working together for all of time. Although most won't understand this, That it is about a different part of me, Tonight under the full-moon; I'm setting my spirit free. Allowed to dance in the stars, And run across the sky; Only to return to our body, Suppressing her urge to fly.
A lifetime it seems I've sailed towards freedom But only in my dreams Does it ever really come. Stranded in this place Like a ship on a reef Held fast in the embrace Of heartache and grief. Unable to pull free From its iron tight grip Trapped in the misery Of my now sinking ship Desperation and anguish Washes over my face My hope starts to languish On my voyage to this Imaginary place. I'm a mariner who's out of sort Traversing this turbulent sea Searching for the nearest port Where I can finally be free.
Our security is only in God alone! Not in the things we have, or what we call "home!" True joy can be found in God himself! Not from the things we have ourselves! True contentment can be found at the cross! Jesus' death paid whatever it cost! Eternal love comes from doing God's will! Any emptiness, his love shall fill! The love of God is truly worth finding! His eternal life is forever binding! Won't you take a moment and invite HIM in? And have total forgiveness of every sin? God rewards those who diligently seek him. Won't you reach out to him now? And receive him? By Jim Pemberton
You and I. You. Your heart blazed, with a warmth of spirit, soothing, alluring, soaked in truth. Your smile burned, branding me permanently, gentle, tender, enveloping my being. Your love was complete, from the depths of your soul, unsaid, yet fierce, bathed in silent knowing. Your dreams were poetic, fluttering in the afternoon breeze, infused with the distilled essence of rhyme. I. I squandered your generosity of spirit. I vainly discarded your priceless poems. Now I stand, alone, empty, desolate, wasting away, rotting inside, day by day.
Peace The chaos is shedding Piece Of happiness is floating Cease The madness..chaos is concealing Peace Comes from the Lord - To Him who mends us all... To Him who forgives all of our sins And downfalls And answers everyone's calls
The wind blows from the East towards the West. Like a migrating bird, I have finally left my nest. The Sun rises in the West and Sets in the East. I am hungry, but it is on Life that I feast. I have been stressing. I been stressing for a while. This the type of habitual stress that weighs your heart down much like anchor weighs down a ship. But this feeling, this feeling explodes and intensifies the speed of the fall. So when it ends you don't land, you shatter. Unlike Humpty I do put myself together. Although I do lose some parts of myself to this whole. I embark on the climb to fall again. Something like Sisyphus I've been dammed but I still don't understand why I'm willing. Why this heart stays whole above all after all its endured. Even the beat to which my heart skips deceives me. I swear its the fall that makes it beat new peaks. Is it so that I shatter to save my soul. That if I were to keep whole on impact I would Penetrate Earths crust itself and find myself residing in Hell's hole. Is Lucifer my Savior? Is He not Gods Dammed Angel like I am a Damned Son. Should I let my heart fall into depths of darkness and the touch the Oh So Cold Touch which has my hair erect with its Chilling Embrace. This matter has me as indecisive as a child in a candy store. I am not half as innocent but still I wish it was half as sweet. I wish the World to be as sweet as honey and not make me have to choose. Oh how sweet that would be. Could not everything meet me half way? If not whole. Once more it is time for the fall. Is this God's or Lucifer's call... I close my eyes. Turn around. And face the West. For I am tired of watching the Sun set. I am tired of endings. I face the West and count my blessings. I count many things. The Sun Rises. It was one Hell of a fall. But in this moment in time I understand yes it was in fact, God's Call.
Christ Stepped Down From His Heavenly Throne! Christ stepped down, from his heavenly throne. He came to earth… For 33 years, he called it his home! His mission had one purpose and desire in mind! He was to one day, be a sacrifice for mankind! He taught and gave us his words, powerfully spoken! He knew that one day, his body would be broken! He desired that all, would one day, come to know him! Because of his resurrection, all can receive him! He's alive today! And reigns from heaven above! And desires to touch us, with his endless love! Won't you humbly come, and accept what he's given? And experience the power, of being forgiven! This can be your moment! This can be YOUR day! He loves you much more, than words can say! All honor and praise, to Christ Jesus, our king! You are our righteousness! Our everything! By Jim Pemberton
It burns and it stings. It hurts. More than drowning beneath the ice. More than remaining in a kindled flame She hits and I no longer cry. Why mother, why? It burned and it stung. The markings remained, returned, and were relived Looking, loving, and little known loathing were the known ways of living. Never was their pity for the child that cried Never was their relief for the child that tried You were that lovely bird that understood the complications of felicity Nothing looked the same in those dewy browns of yours. My everbeating would cry tears of joy. The others-they were yet to appear. Caring Mother, o' so fair You were that beautiful bird filled with care. The others came and were not alone. Their two suitors sat on the throne. Rampage and rage why did you come? I began to wither and wither slumping along. So very soon I- the child of fines- became a human raceme. The droops of the Lily of the Valley became the slumping of my heart. My lovely bird the enemy had taken you and the person you were is far from near. For that divine nature left its intricate self and you became irretrievable my big bird. All of your fairness died. With that went my pride. Mother, Mother what moved you so? Your intense spirt vanished only to supplement a monster. Mother, Monster and your tar filled lungs. How did I kill that liver that was so, so strong? The lesson of pain was one you came to learn. My darling bird why did you turn? My lovely bird and your big brown eyes I'll tell you once, but never twice. Pain is only a flower for it blooms and dies And a mistake can be killed as quickly as lice. You dear bird hurt me well. Though, haven't you heard? Weakness is a souls greatest strength. You brought me up, then you brought me down. You haved helped, hurt, and hindered my blazing spirit. A hero in my heart-I left you down in your deep black slumber. Escaping those terrible nights To go for the town of delights.
lead my hand o' dear life lead my hand on this land o' dear life, until the end o' dear thought of comfort seed my life feed me not in strife bleed me joy from nine to five lead me a journey of phases a journey of ages to face this germinate in me a corn of survival a history of possibilities a record of living to afford a source to live for this life is a choreographer of life a propeller of existence an economy of spiritual commodities a tear drop of opportunities yet not so many does see its commonalities an event of anomalies and regularities lead me a way o' dear life carry me a sledge on a journey of life a terrain of survival and life a gemstone for many a pentagon of any a model of penny an artwork of joy a string of life on a journey a script of many a stanza of any opn08022012/0106 from: 'journey of life' and 'on a journey', february 2012 >> ntema's unique poetry (nup) http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lead-my-hand-o-dear-life/
From the day I promised to be with you forever… It's now been 25 years together! Through the trials, laughter and many miles We've had our share of joy and trials! You've been so loving patient with me. My beautiful wife— my lovely sweetie! This anniversary, I am so very proud of you! You're a wonderful wife! Faithful and true! With you, God has given me the best! My love for you is so hard to express! I Love YOU! Is what I will always say, This very special anniversary day!!! Love, Jim
What lies behind the mountain? A far and distant land? Are there valleys and flowers, Or hot and burning sands? What lies behind the mountain? A place I've never known? Is it desolate, and barren, Or do you reap where you've sown? What lies behind the mountain? Somewhere to rest my head? Do the weary cease their labor, Or do they toil in fear and dread? What lies behind the mountain? The sun's warming glow? Should I stop or keep on going? Many things I do not know. But I know what is behind me, And where those paths have led. Of all the odds around me Greater things must lie ahead.
As I sit beside a lake, I look down for heavens sake. A reflection to appear. For the ripples of life is nearly here. This person staring back at me. I do not know. Is it me? Or is it someone else. The waters has calmed And all I hear are the psalms. Sung by the angels up above And I wish I could feel their love. This journey we are given. To find ourselves and what we believe in. Takes no longer than a lifetime But merely feels like an illusion to me. Like a little acorn being planted to be a beautiful tree. I will live in this world to make people believe. There's always the good and the bad But what about hope? Don't we need that too? Of course we do. The balance of nature and life is necessary And without it, we are nothing. Imagine the whole universe, We are only a tiny grain of sand. But even the littlest person can make a difference. No matter how big or small Short or tall We were given a mouth to be spoken with. This journey is hard and righteous But as long as I am courageous, I will be happy and contagious. And the whole world will see me for who I am.
In spite of what you hear, and what others tell you… There's a God who loves and will NEVER fail you! God is powerful! Much bigger than our constitution! He's more solid than any government institution! His wisdom what lays the groundwork for a foundation! Without him, we simply become a godless nation! He gives true freedom, when there's none to be found! His principles of life, are what provide a solid ground! Won't you give him a chance, in your life today? And listen to the words of love, that he has to say? His gift of salvation… You too can receive it! An everlasting life with HIM… You can achieve it! His son Jesus has brought freedom from sin! By his shed blood... You can be born again! Thank you my Lord! For the life you've given! You've never failed me! I am free and forgiven! By Jim Pemberton
Turn the wheel Out of curiosity I'll be generous...you'll receive Something special...something to make you whole Though the trials you must run through Are a great struggle that can easily Pull you down And I want to erase your frown You will feel way better about yourself Just trust me...take my hand... I'll encourage you to have a satisfying time Just for your own liking We'll be hiking Those somewhat difficult hardships Together for eternity We'll spend time in the future Together in unity *******he sea...Let's flee and be free! LOOK how nice you look! Trample those insufferable nuisances That dare put you down To the sea floor I'll push them to the core! Feel free to walk the Road of Recovery
(Rev. 21: 1-7 / Rev. 21: 10-27 / Rev. 22: 1-6 / Rev. 4: 1-6 / Dan. 7: 9, 10, 13, 14, 18 & 27) Into The Godly Realm … O' Let Us Go Into The Splendiferous, Shining Sector! To The Spiritual Site Where Ultra-Love Glows by the Vibrant, Blindingly-Brilliant Light-Vector Into The Godly Realm … O' Let Us Go GOD Has Invited Us Into HIS Kingdom! The Resplendent, Royal City of Emerald Rainbows & Radiant Pearl & Gold & Glass-Sheen-Domes … Where Thunders, Horns & Harp String Tones Join With Angels & Kings In Hallelujahs' Choir-Songs! and Residents Greet Citizens In True Fashion 'Shalom' and Are Welcomed Like Beloved Children Come Home & Share The Fruit of Trees – Sweetest Ever Known A Righteous Reaping & Keeping Paradise Beautifully Grown as Crystal Fountains & Rivers, Bubble Forth & Shone … in The Sparkling Waters of Life' Gleaming Zone! … O' Let Us Gaze In Awe – In Meek Gratitude At The Greatness & Grandeur of GOD's Estate! Let Us Whisper In Respect-Muted Admiration with Wiped Feet As We Walk A Street Called Faith Let Us Gather 'Round Devotedly – As A Great Crowd Read Inscriptions On The Precious-Gem Cornerstone of The City's Foundation, As Opened Fortress Beckons To Jeweled Temple & Ancient of Days, Treasure-Throne! Walk With Baited Breath & Bowed Hearts & Heads As Joyful Tears Pool In Our Beaming Eyes! As Into The Godly Realm … We Have Ventured & Entered 'The Archway' Supports For All Skies O' My Brothers, My Sisters, My Family & My Friends O' Let Us Go … Into The Glorious Godly Realm … Where We Have Been Invited To HIS Garden Party Where Each One of Us Will Get To Speak … with HIM! All You HIS Faithful Ones – Who Awaited Kingdom Come O' Let Us Go … Into The Glorious Godly Realm … To The Place Where The Holy of Holies Is Situated O' Get A Glimpse of Heavenly, New Jerusalem! Into The Glorious Godly Realm … O' Let Us Go! Up To Clouds & Zion's Mountain-Top Location As Earth Becomes – The Global Promised Land Yes, Humans' Own Homefront, Habitat Space-Station (Yes, This World's First Honorable United Human Nations) … and Into The Godly Realm … GOD Will Let Us Go … into The Splendiferous, Spectacular Sector! Into The Spiritual Area – Where Eternity Roams Close To The Vibrant & Blindingly-Brilliant, Light-Vector Written & ©: 7/13/2013 By: The MoonBee
If a seed grows in time to a life giving vine. Then my seed of faith can be without mistake. I should have known, everything takes time to grow. There are groans of growing pain. The rain must come to water us deep, before we set of doing good deeds. I was just staring to hard. Expectantly waiting for something marvellous to happen too fast. I shall read over this poem, let the words ring true. Somehow in this moment I've come to grasps with the truth. Remember this and stay true.
I rend asunder and Crumble into dust Before my very eyes. No answers forthcoming To my many questions, Most important, "Why?" "A fool are you," I stand thinking. "There is no disguise." To worry so about What matters not In the by and by. Trials have strengthened. Sorrows kept me human. No point to analyze. "Life is for living," An ultimate truth I finally realized. Sooner than later Might have been better, Had only I been wise. I rend asunder and Crumble into dust.... A twinkle in my eye.
Church is a she Bride of Father Christ Church is Catholic Church is people Catholic related to the whole Greek kat'holon Father Christ called Profess whole faith Preserve all Sacraments To administer To proclaim Good News Sent her to all nations (YOUCAT) 4092013
I found the New Year weak Laden cumberland and amber Weeping snow from the spicy sweet shrubs Beg as if it is a teen to absent spring To emerge somewhere with its perfect Beauty delight; But when I sought to it for you, Ah the New Year grows in front of my eyes Like those plum-blossoms from the old garden! PS: To all my colleagues from Poetry Soup: Have you a great beginning year!
In Search Of ( HourGlass) In search of answers hard to find Thoughts keep running across the mind On a journey down here below Just don't know which way to go A brand new mountain I must climb At the crossroads now marking time Flexing my muscles can't you see Step by step I will walk with thee Holding tight so my feet won't slide Day by day you will be my guide By your grace I will run this race Praises I'll give in each new place Praises I'll give in each new place By your grace I will run this race Day by day you will be my guide Holding tight so my feet won't slide Step by step I will walk with thee Flexing my muscles can't you see At the crossroads now marking time A brand new mountain I must climb Just don't know which way to go On a journey down here below Thoughts keep running across the mind In search of answers hard to find
This has been another year that came and went! I often wonder, where has my time been spent? It seems like yesterday, we rang in the new year! But, very quickly, it has all just "disappeared." I think about my accomplishments, goals and dreams. Do they matter anymore? Do they mean anything? This life I have, is just but a brief moment in time. One day, I'll simply leave everything fast behind! My relationship with Christ is what really matters! Everything else in life, is just "empty chatter!" I pray that as this new year comes and goes… My relationship with Christ will continue to grow! The older I get, I'm beginning to see! I need much more of Jesus, and less of me! He is what's needed! Whatever this year holds! I need him more, as each year I grow old! With each year, that comes and passes me by… I want more of Jesus, until the day I die! He is my friend, what is certainly needed! With him in me, my life is completed! Thank you Lord for this brand new year! You are the one I'll hold ever so dear! By Jim Pemberton
Ten thousands I do not have.. Sparkling diamonds unfortunately Im not bestowed as well Big architectural design homeI don't have as well And So I have not also seen much of the world.. However.. What I do have is my family and my friends What I do have is a mind willing to learn and discover What I do have is a heart sensitive to feel and understand... What I do have is a handful experience I have loved thee.. With all that I am I did.. Though It did not end to what I want.. Still, I remained hopeful As much as, I want to give.. There's a drive I need to control.. As much as I want to show.. There's that voice saying: "careful" How can I not stop? If it can be; it might be.. How can I not go on? If I don't feel the possibility.. Between heaven and hell, it might be.. Over the sun and under the sea, maybe.. I will bravely the risk.. I will courageously seek.. Even if I'm not sure of the result.. Even if I may be place in hot waters.. I must try; I must try.. I must not quit; must not quit.. By: olive_eloi oct. 6, 2013 1:40pm
A spark of life Fire in my belly Giving what I have Serving you Honouring, who I truly am Loving you, in return
Seriousness settles in, like an old friend Seriousness spreads like a disease Infecting us, accelerating, our aging process Our youthfulness, our playfulness, slowly slipping away Our wonder in life, diminishing Seriousness leading to rigidness, pathway to small mindedness! Days and years, rolling into one Colourless, lifeless, mundane, dull and boring "What day is it?" "Don't smile or your face might crack!" Judgemental, cantankerous! Pompous attitudes, of modern day man Stubbornness and ignorance, clinging to what's familiar Seriousness, up tightness, humourless, imagination vanished, pathway to madness! The mind focused on its self created drama's Fears constantly being stimulated, from our outside world Personal insecurities, constantly being triggered, inside The past lives on, the present forgotten What was once important, now, left on the back burner Hard headed, victim orientated Righteous, self absorbed Emptiness, hollowness, helplessness Seriousness and ignorance, walk hand in hand Becoming, our best friends The vampire suckers of vitality Sucking the life, out of our personal goals and childhood dreams Lose of faith, gradually, losing our way Lost, amongst the thick of it Not knowing any different Everything becoming an illusion Seeing things as it should be In our own little universe, no one else's! Entrapment of the mind Our, personal intelligence, laying dormant Body and mind, riddled with dis - ease Heart beating hard, starving for a substance, we call love Numb, to the outside Numb, on the inside Desensitized! Going crazy! Consumed with our own self created loneliness and separation Ignorance meets insanity!
Keep me safe wherever I go, Whether through places of sand or snow. Save me when I am in danger, Guide me to the right strangers. Help me wherever and whenever, Help me keep it together. Keep me safe wherever I may be, Whether I am held captive somewhere, or elsewhere roaming free. Save me when I am stuck, Bring me better luck. Help me travel, Help my dreams and goals unravel.
You plague me with your sweltering disease My heart throbs in unease You carry me off to a far-off island Your breeze keeps me flowin'…scraping sand Your names escapes my lips I tell myself, "Get a grip, dude…" But you decided to intrude... My blood drips to the floor I've been losing balance… The instant you pushed me aside Your quietude devours me… I can't help, but hide… I feel horribly disheartened…feelin' too insignificant To start my day with a good note Too discouraged to be motivated to run… You trade me your pain in the past I consume it like a bear My stomach is churning persistently…you're running too fast… I'm dowsed in despair My eyes stare vacantly…into space…they roam happily Your vigilance keeps me safe and sound…I dwell in your tranquility Your dreams caress my own… This intriguing comfort never makes me feel alone I'm under your dazzlin' spell… This is heaven – not living hell! I've been bruising myself over you…for a while now The moment you abandoned me that night… Your rejoicing mends my gash…heals my mind… I think better of you – everything's black and white I feel so exquisite when I'm around you… So inspired to reveal my might…just shine your light On me…and remember to meet me at sun rise… But I still feel malnourished… By your sweltering disease My heart refuses to beat in perfect rhythm – my high hopes nearly perished By your forceful breeze…pushing me on my knees I'm stumbling off my feet – I'm not at all pleased I'm not in the mood to be teased… I'm suffering…I'm not discreet How did you push me off my feet? Why do you make ME feel so damn miserable and incomplete? You plague me with your sweltering disease My heart pounds as I fall upon my blood-stained knees You carry me away to an unknown place Your voice still rings in my ears… I glance at your admirable face I've faced you way too many times – Your sparkling with majestic brilliance and pure grace
Sometimes I like to pretend, things never came to a end. But over time, our love became a crime. I didn't know what we had, would ever end so bad. But then I knew things weren't right, when we started to fight. Now I walk down memory lane all the time, the pain is worst then committing a crime. We only caused eachother pain, but we were eachothers maine. I thought things would be alright, but I cried alot that night. I don't want things to change, without you my life is strange. You said you wanted me so much it started to hurt that you couldn't wait, now im just another person you hate. When you said you didn't care, I knew the person I loved was no longer there. You aren't the same, the new you is lame. We both fell, now it's hell. You use to always be here for me, like family. But now your nowhere in sight, things aren't right. Empty is all that I can feel, I still can't believe this is real. I didn't mean to let you get away, I didn't know what to say. Am i with the right guy, or am i telling myself a lie. I was afraid to loose what we had, but to you that choice was bad.
I May Not Be Here Tomorrow! When tomorrow comes, I may not be here! This life I have… Could just disappear! I may think of this world as my "sanctuary." But my life down here, is just temporary! Life just passes me by, and goes by fast! I can think of many things done in the past! But the past is gone by… Tomorrow's another day! What am I going to do? What am I going to say? I don't know about the future, or what it may bring. Life has it's way of bringing good and bad things! I'm going to look to Jesus and give him my trust! Living daily for him... I shall try! I must! Jesus holds tomorrow in the palm of his hand! Everything about me... He already understands! HE shall be here tomorrow! Till the very end! He's somebody I can give my life to! And depend! I come to you Jesus! For comfort and delight! I know that with you, everything will be alright! Life may not turn out the way I expect it to be! But Jesus will take care of it all! Most assuredly! By Jim Pemberton
If this is how it's supposed to be, Then, baby, I can't wait! If this is just a taste, Maturing will be great!
Life is a secret journey that shares no mercy You are lucky to go through it, to be born, and see the world.. And then you say… Yes I have lived, I have cried, And I have experienced some thorns… Life is a secret journey that shares no mercy You are lucky to go through it, to be born, and stand barriers... And then you say… Yes I have lived, I have battled it, And I am stronger... Life is a secret journey that shares no mercy You are lucky to go through it, to be born, and suffer... And then you say... Yes I have lived, I have a cause And now I give hope to others... Life is a secret journey that shares no mercy You are lucky to go through it, to be born, and find a mate... And then you say... Yes I have lived, I had a family And loved ones… Life is a secret journey that shares no mercy You are lucky to go through it, to be born, and stay alone… And then you say... Yes I have lived, I've made friends And I was never lonely… Life is a secret journey that shares no mercy You are lucky to go through it, to be born, and finally die... And then you say… Yes I have lived, I have grown, And now I rest in peace!
Drained to my very heart by our slow-paced arrival, I wander through tasteless decor to the metal arches Beyond which a future is unfurled. My bag's innards are spilled like blood in the Bible Before the cold gaze of the armed man who marches; He holds the key to this new world. The mechanistic arch stands and takes quasi-sentience Beside passport control, piercing my finely popped Eardrums with sonic solemnity. I am refused by technology but stagger forward hence Into baggage claim where a suitcase pile is propped Up like a holiday Tetris calamity. My suitcase is soul black and with difficulty is found, In its lucid eagerness to fasten itself a faux family; Airports are filled with pretences. Now we are away again, small trolley safe and sound, On the road from snow, heat is where I plan to be. Our intrepid journey commences...
Will You Choose the Path of Life? We all have many choices available to us. It's amazing what technology can do for us! We can easily talk to someone many miles away. We can go online, and listen to what others say! There are many choices that greatly abound! There are the good and bad ones, that can be found! We will live or die by the choices in life we make! May we make the best choices! Before it's too late! There is a path, that you have the opportunity to choose! If you don't take it… You'll be the one to lose! This path is a narrow one to choose and follow! It leads to eternal love, today and tomorrow! This is one that many have chosen to "avoid." There's too many other temptations to be "enjoyed." I want to encourage you, to take this narrow road. And allow Jesus to help you, with life's heavy load! Only this road leads to a path of life everlasting! God's salvation can be yours, for the asking! This path of life, is the very best choice to be made! There's nothing, for Jesus, you should ever trade! Thank you Jesus! For this path of life you've given! This path gives us all a chance to be made new, and forgiven! By Jim Pemberton
This town was the place we used to call our haven You don't remember which road we've driven on The stars were shining against your cherished soul You're a part of my belongings You're ascending above the ground The peace is still like hidden treasure – it's bound to be found I believe in you…I put my faith in you After the miracles you've performed You don't agree with what you truly are The sky is grieving You jump from puddle to puddle You're struggling to meet your destiny Even if your body is saturated in sweat You must keep your head above the sea Follow me and I'll lead you to divine haven Forgive the past that embraces you with remorse and think upon our jubilant future It's tempting to just give up and turn around I could tell you've been stressing out But rest your head on my shoulders and let loose your strain on me Each melody is an exquisite sound that bounces into our ears Commotion and strife will cease and your heart will be free We'll flee together…despite the unwholesome weather The voyage has just begun…hold my hand and we'll rise like the sun Trust me…we will be strengthened and well-equipped before we take that road of victory Follow me and I'll lead you to divine haven Forgive the past that embraces you with remorse and think upon our jubilant future It's tempting to just give up and turn around You'd rather be drifting away and never be seen again I wanna change your mind and erase your frown Take your mind off of the distressful past Let loose your strain on me Hey! I know you're stronger than you realize You're not a failure – don't be disheartened Don't worry…you and I will earn our future prize This mess will clear up in a moment Just stay by my side and never depart From the light… I promise that we'll endure till the end Just stay nearby and our hope won't tear apart We are willing to do anything to attain our wishes and delight Let's take action and snatch our glory before our time is up Follow me and I'll lead you to divine haven Forgive the past that embraces you with remorse and think upon our jubilant future It's tempting to just give up and turn around You've been trying to keep a steady pace But rest your head on my shoulders and let loose your strain on me Let loose your stress on me… Don't be under pressure Let me handle your anxiety… Reach towards our divine haven Do you need a helping hand? I wish you a carefree Future
My heart is beating with upbeat delight You astound me…in every shape and form My spirit is dancing with unbreakable might You surprise me…when you take my hand And pull me outtah my jail-like dorm And He dismisses me from my solitude… My eyes are glistening with bliss… And I'm far from my demise… Only to find that there's no need to feel helpless Why do you spoil me rotten with your fatherly affection? Just protect me from any harm Let me make my own decisions… To see the results in the long run You prize me as if I'm cherished like your carefree child You don't understand – I'm TOO foolish and wild I haven't even reached to full maturity But how eye hope to see myself grow and be set free From the world's mayhem Is there a solution to this problem? And I'm left with no answer… My eyes are eager to see…another bright day And the night is coming to haunt me… I find myself slowly disappearing from sight… When will God give me a purpose to fight? When will He feed me His awesome might? Just support me…especially during my downfalls Please answer my calls! And I'm left to venture off into His path… Eye can't escape my terrible nightmares Consider my calls of acceptance…my grief weighs a ton Let me pour forth my tears – Do me a favor and cast away my fears Steer me away from disorder and confusion Eye can see you're making great progress You're heading towards a brighter, superb future… My eyes No longer witness oblivion My eyes Looks beyond the earthly pain… bEyOnD the affliction I spot a rope in the distance. . . . . Push aside the waves…and let me Grab it this instant! God feeds me His love…and treats me Like a newborn infant! Eye see my Father with brand-new eyes I feel rare content And I feel hardly any resentment Eye cherish that REMARKABLE moment
That's the amazing thing about love: Love doesn't matter who it melts together, 'Cause He will never give you up.
Man's Confusion and God's Redemption! God's wrath is revealed against all ungodliness… Neither will he put up with man's unrighteousness His truth has already been given unto all men… And his love has been shown unto them. The invisible things of God, from creation, have been seen… Being understood by men. From HIM… who's made everything. Many haven't glorified him or thanked him for his creation.... And many have become foolish in their vain imaginations! Professing themselves to be wise, many have become "fools." By not obeying God. But living by "their set of rules." Changing God's glory to that of corruptible man. Many have brought a great darkness throughout our land. God has given them to uncleanness that abounds in their hearts... While many have burned in their own lust. Right from the start. Worshiping the creature(not creator). Has given a new direction… And has caused in many hearts. A deep "spiritual infection." Women and men leaving their God given affection in lust of each other. Have changed God's true design and purpose of one another. As God has given so many over to a reprobate mind… Many continue in shameful acts of just about every kind. Without an acknowledgment for God in each of our lives... We'll continue down a "deep spiral" filled with so many lies. God is our only hope. His gift of eternal life is freely given. Why not let him be the God of the way your livin'? By Jim Pemberton 05/28/1 (Read Romans 1:18-32)
So long my urges have been hidden beneath my desire to be just fitting.. a daunting task that has come to be Wanting to be just perfect in the eyes of many, I forgot to be the most important type of perfect, -- to be me I wanted so much to be seen, seen by many but in all that I lost the me I was meant to be So many things I wanted to be I just couldn't really come to see what I truly felt what I truly wanted to be... I couldn't see the natural beautiful dancer, performer within me. So many things I am good at but the things that I love, that flow easily through me are the things of love, poetry, dance and artistry I am a creative creature of the light Fluid and free as the water, to which I truly belong My home, my solitude, my place of being free, of just being me. So funny how things occur, when you just let your heart be free So simple the heart is, while the mind seeks to rather be complex There must be a balance of these, through the center of our being With this comes a deep appreciation of self Appreciation of self comes with complete acceptance of one's self complete acceptance comes with complete love of self and complete love of self comes with true understanding of self - compassion for the darkness and gratefulness for the light All this leads to the being of me. Destined to be all I my heart dares to dream I will be abundant in the spirit life and the physical realm I will manifest the best that is for me then bring it to the world to show how the spiritual life leads to a beautiful bountiful life of heaven on earth The philosopher in me is quite intelligent you see so all this knowledge, all this wisdom gained and to gain will only set me and you free
A Chipped Heart... Dreaming, my heart brittle as glass, my solitary facade a pitiful farce, shards tearing out of my skin, seeking release, from cages within, I am lost, in the dream, bellowing out a silent scream, torn from reality, drowning in the now, yet I refuse, I refuse to succumb, I refuse to bow. My chipped heart, may be wounded, wreathed in pain, still, I believe, love, truth, belonging, will take my hand, again...
We can wake up, And this all might be changed. But one thing remains: We are saved.
The innocent child still crying, That you nailed up on your wall, Her tears are freely flowing, As the autumn leaves do fall. The wind of time still blowing, Across the lonely way, As the soldiers march to battle, On this bright and sunny day. I couldn't get the words, To leave my knotted throat, I couldn't get my loved ones, To leave the sinking boat. I couldn't think the thoughts, That could protect me from the light, Couldn't see your beauty, Hidden in my night. And now the end is coming, Riding on the wind, To blow away illusions, To blow up everything. The riders horse is thunder, The swords are flashing high, As the angels of destruction Fall from the darken sky. A million times I told you, Whispered in your ear, A million blessing hidden, Behind the demons of your fears. The innocent lamb is bleeding, As the lightening flashes by, The autumn leaves still falling, From the sadness in your eye. more at http://labyrinthoflies.com
When that feeling rushes in- I don't know what to do with my life- I need to search from within And look up toward the light.
I won't be happy with my life, until… I live in accordance with God's will! I need to seek his will, in all that I do! All that I face in life… He'll see me through! His will is the best design, that's in place! He designed me, because of his grace! Seeking the will of Jesus, gives a peace of mind! And helps me to be successful with my time! Serving HIM gives my life a true meaning! It's in HIS direction, that I need to be leaning! HE is what true joy and peace are about! He knows my life! Both inside and out! Thank you dear God, for being with me! It is no secret how much you love me! You are have come, to nourish my soul! By your will, I'm complete and whole! I bless your name! Forever you are praised! I shall seek your will! All of my days! By Jim Pemberton
Blasphemy…cloud over their hearts of gold Their value gradually diminishes…their weapons turn to mold Serenity…deserted them and neglected them like orphans Their joy rapidly wears out…they mislaid their abundant portions They yearn, "RESTORE the walls of Jericho!" Anguish…shadows over their dwelling, sacred place Their weaknesses manipulate them – they're the definition of disgrace Danger…defeats them and tarnished them as if they were worthless Their prosperity shattered straightaway! REBUILD our merriness! They plead and pray, "Dona nobis pacem…" Hear our hesitation and supplication…we're beneath the bricks and remains We're buried alive literally! We're becoming one with the ground Fear and despair erases our soothing dreams…we're getting washed away in the drains We're searching for shelter…we're getting hunted down – we're barely surviving They churn… They coil… They drift away… They spoil… In their miseries… Does He hear their pleas? "SAVE ME!" "Bestow blessings upon us!" Are you ignoring us deliberately? "Give us a helping hand And lead us to the promise land!" Misfortune unravels in this city of bafflement Their strengths repaired our souls…we're the definition of bravery! Desolation and disbelief demolishes the walls of Jericho… Does anyone sense their resentment? Their charity transformed to greed suddenly – Their lack of optimism and gratitude Buried them down in captivity How can you bear their poverty? How can He save them from destruction and pity? They whisper on His Holy Hill, "Dona…Nobis…Pacem…" Don't let the battle overthrow 'em!
there is much joy to be had during the Christmas season as people celebrate the holidays of which many find so pleasing even thought the days are now dark with this global economic strife we still have joy for the birthday of our savior Jesus the Christ so how do we take this joy and apportion it from day to day? could it be by rejoicing in Christ as we journey on our way? there is joy to be found when one honors and worships Christ there is a joy to be maintained as we traverse this perilous life but for the grace of God that Jesus sent when He died on the cross as His resurrection was the salvation to amend our tragic loss the joy is in the journey as you travel your life's road the joy is in the doing it's not in accomplished goals and in spite of your circumstances, your trials and your tribulations there is joy in just being in Christ as everyday is a cause for celebration you won't always be happy, euphoric nor full of cheer but great joy is found in the knowledge that Jesus is still here so don't fall prey to drugs and drink to make you feel glad and don't think that happiness will take away all the sad as drugs and drink are temporary and happiness is a transient outward sensation true joy is found with the God in you that eternal hope called salvation as those who have the joy of the Lord in life tend to have less stress for they are like Mary, the mother of Jesus, highly favored and truly blessed so don't worry about the temporary external facade of happiness by which life's circumstances can destroy you're on the greatest journey which is your life and in Jesus there is joy
MLK... (January 15, 1929 – April 4, 1968) they shot you down all those years ago but your dream lives on and always will for though much has been gained since you dreamed your dream there is much to fight for and much more to struggle for and much, much more to fight for still so your dream resounds in our hearts and we pledge this to you today for though they shot you down all those years ago on a memphis day we shall overcome this we do believe deep in our hearts that we shall overcome someday... (for Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.)
Nobody Knows my real name 'Angel' Is what I go by I am freezing cold I don't have money Just, the clothes on my back I am a walking wardrobe I am lonely I smell like crap I am starving hungry I can't find any shelter My clothes are drenched I look like a drowned rat! Violence Upon women Is classed normal Around here! I wonder... If I will survive Another day? Only To wake up And Do this All over, again! "Protect me tonight As,I lay my head to rest" "I love you, dear God" "Goodnight"
These pass years, I have been in a quest.. There are times I want to stop but I guess.. If steps and risks aren't taken, I'll be waste.. Thus, I try and try slowly not in haste.. To become a Saint, one must be chaste.. To become a hero, must death be faced? To become renown, must fame be chase? However, to be love, must one be on same race? Building long lasting & steadfast relationships.. Will require from you more than stewardship.. Even more than a deal of companionship.. And more than just friendship.. It takes the right time... Sometimes months extending to years.. Or a whole of a lifetime.. Only God knows yet stay on cheer.. By: olive_eloi 5:29pm 10/10/2013
Lord, I Stumbled and Fell! Lord, I have stumbled and fallen once again! By hanging on to a stubborn sin! I once thought, "My life will never get off track," Until that one day after I committed such a sinful act. "No one's watching me" was what I thought, I didn't now the pain and suffering, into my family, that I brought! That moment of "pleasure," I hoped would go away, But sin stares me in the face, every day! Pride crept into my once cheerful heart, It's now eating at me! Tearing me apart! I once thought I was "too good," to commit a sin like this! Many of God's blessings, I now will miss. To you Jesus… My whole heart, I ask you to cleanse. It's in YOU! That my life depends. Create in me a clean heart! Renew a right spirit within me! Your forgiveness in my life, is what others must see. The most important thing, to God that I can give… Is a broken and contrite heart, each day I live! By Jim Pemberton rev. 04/13/13
In the beginning of plight, We venture off and take action Beyond the mysteries of the day and night We search diligently for safety and direction The aftermath of our flight Brought us good luck and success If we look forward...we'll eventually find light We must get out of this cave... Or we'll be stomped on by distress You're our journey's end Where is the escape route? Beyond the present anguish, our spirits will ascend With God's help, we'll find a way out... No doubt
My eyes Refuse to see tragedy My eyes Marinate in dread…unable to embrace ecstasy And I'm left in my solitude… My eye's sagging…from endless mourning And I'm close to my demise… Only to find myself disappear… When will peace draw near? You don't see What damage you've done Just let me be Leave me alone…hand me a gun I yearn for unspoiled glory To make me feel perfect once more I yearn for flawless serenity To make me feel no regret…don't ignore My calls…don't hang up on me You don't see What damage you've done Just hear my plea Listen to my excruciating cries… Listen to the truth, not the malicious lies Our journey has just begun And I'm left in my solitude… Do you hear me weeping? And I'm close to my demise… Only to find myself disappear… When will peace draw near? Eye can't handle the stress Let me release my horrendous distress Eye can see you making that same mistake At least MY life isn't at stake And I'm left in my solitude… My eye's weeping…do You feel my lament And I'm close to my demise… Only to find myself disappear…Stepped on like cement I'm aching with discontent… I abhor this torment When will peace scrub off my fear? I can't believe my eyes Your guiltiness flows into me… I can't believe I fell for your lies Your heartless action rape my mind…you don't see What my EYES see… You'll never see How much pressure you put me under Unchain me from this chamber And watch me flee… When will you be set free?
written 9th June 2013 I lie here with all my memories realising the full cost of this new life through it all my faith was kept strong I know now God knew it all along The path had to be taken that very way as I grow to know Jesus more every day I realise God was always one foot ahead thats the only reason I now lay here in this bed Every bumpy path I chose all the prayers that were left unsaid he knew the road I'd need or I wouldn't have all my babies you see now this new life I breath is getting to really know him and, his journey the bible I've had for so many years now for the first time enters my ears no longer just in faith, but in Jesus I will now forever praise
At the edge of despair , i stand in wait, Quiet and content , awaiting my fate, The hour was late and time had run its course , No longer can i draw hope from any source, For years i struggled through hardships and misery. Wondering if i had been victim to a naysayers banter, So i lie in wait now in defeat, Waiting for Grim's clutches , to release me providing a quick retreat. A light then shone , brighter then any I've ever witnessed , An angel descended and stood before my eyes, Whispering gently, '' Let me free you from all the lies '' She sensed my broken spirit and a need for guidance, A promise was then made , with her loving assurance A journey we undertook to renew my faith, The path was riddled with misery and hate, At time it proved more then my mind could contemplate, Whenever the journey proved impossible for me to bear, She would gaze into my eyes and say '' never despair ''. The path was long and never-ending, Till we reached a sight of pure wonder , no man could deny, I took rest in her arms , reaching out for her hand, She held mine firmly , and assured this moment would never end, However her time was short on this mortal realm , Our hands parted , and she ascended back to the heavens , My life once lost and fragmented, i had now regained, A newfound hope and determination i have gained, No longer surrendering to the whims of fate , I journey ahead , towards a new future i will create.
Father, Do not let me be the demon I have created me to be. I am the product of myself and my negativity. I trust You. I love You. I thank You. In Your name, We pray, Amen.
We don't need to go out and party, We don't need to drink, We don't need to socialize, We don't need to go shopping, We don't need to spend money, We don't need to go to a movie, We don't need to watch sporting events, We don't need to go out to eat, Because we found love, And our love is enough.
Illegitimi non carborundum ;-) ...Staggering, my vision cloudy, I fall to the hard ground. when life's sharp left-jab leaves my face bloody, and all that surrounds me, is the desolation of loss I feel all around. I see myself slipping, down the abyss to where nothingness exists, still, I cling on, groping for a foothold, for my will to stay persists. I clamber up, I stand my ground, though battered and bruised I may be, my curtain is not falling yet, I have some fight still left in me. It is then, in the pit of despair, when all seems bleak and painful and dull, I summon the strength from deep within, I rise, slowly, to face the day, I refuse to sink, to wallow, to surrender, to throw in the towel, to drown, for I am stronger now, indeed I am, after all the years, and all the battles, I stand, bruised and bloody, still, I stand, I refuse, to sink, to drown, for they can try, to punish me some more, but I shall not allow them to grind me down… ;-)
Writing a masterpiece Takes so much effort and thought My mind's settling in my comfort zone – feed me with flawless peace Words seem to escape me…my feelings mean naught Anger molds me in inside and out…I feel insecure again Peace barely meets my body Joy seems to abandon me like an orphan Faith passed away – it's buried too far below the debris Have I lost the race? Writing a successful book…writing in general Takes so much confidence and self-control My mind is stacked up with debt… Words splinter my tongue – I can't repair my tarnished soul Danger is placed in many corners Happiness is a few blocks away from me Fearlessness dives into me Acceptance of who I am – God's chosen one Have I won the race? Have I found His grace?
I think I was an astronaut Aimed for the stars. They fill me up; They refuel my tank. They enable me to believe, Telling me to never give up As they follow me all of my days. If only we could see the beauty That they truly are. They shout out dreams That we can reach so far. Climb into the rocket And liftoff! On a journey to discover ourselves, We are taught so much more, Learning our goals are only a plan away. Even thought we must return, I know that I will be back. I am an astronaut, And we always reach for the stars.
Written 20 may 2013 My faith is in you Lord trapped to this bed, I'm bored How much longer shall I be still for I know this is by your will I'm alone and at your mercy given up friends and family My faith is struggling oh Lord I pray that you hear my call I've been still, by not a choice of mine learning lessons through your will and time Patience is growing to an all time low lets get this operation done, lets go I've learn't who I am and I do pray so lets get moving, before I fade away.... Give me strength to handle the operation that awaits so that I may again see the sunlight on my face
Journey across Oblivion's gate Your soul is what lies in wait. If you accept my challenge you must Succeed in traveling through Oblivion completely. But if you fail it is Your wife's soul I will take. Far past the entrance to the Afterlife must you go. Rely on nothing-trust no one. All here is meant to keep you here. The halfway point has come and gone. From Here on out your journey gets Easier. Wind your way past this last obstacle And You'll have reached the end. To journey your way through Oblivion complete has not yet been done... Bring yourself to me, clever man, and Everything I have done with be undone. Goodbye, Traveler. May your journey through Oblivion have strengthened your soul, and taught you what most men Often cannot learn. Death did not touch you here, and you leave here with my blessing.
what do you do when you are in the middle with many rivers to cross? what do you do when you feel like all is about to be lost? do you give up? do you give in? or do you stand strong and pray in the end? moments of doubt in a limital space trying to survive in society's rat race surrounded by the destruction and death that is a part of life barely holding on to your faith in the Lord Christ in the middle of that limital space with consequential decisions to make do you go left or do you go right? do you surrender or do you fight? do you chose death? do you chose life? or do you place all in the hands of Christ? what do you do when you are in the middle with many miles ahead? what do you do when you're unsure, do you allow the spirit in you to be led? you're at Mahaniam a temporary stopgap and it's time to stand still just don't try to make any decisions that go against God's will you might feel powerless but remember the God to whom you pray is an omnipotent God who will always make a way what do you do when you are in the middle of this road called life? you need to be like Jacob and pray to the Almighty Christ humble yourself before Him and thank Him for all that He has done remember all the times He's delivered you when you were under the gun pray to Him unceasingly and petition to Him your needs ask Him for your hearts desires as you fall down on your knees you're at the threshold of a breakthrough on a precipice at the edge in a limital space standing on life's ledge don't worry just trust in the promises of God no longer in the middle now safe in His arms
Gracious smiles, a waiter waiting. The service: quite nice actually. The drinks cool and food sating My average appetite factually; Who knew they had coca cola here In the middle of the desert... odd Isn't it? I ordered water and beer And here arrives our saviour, god And leader, dressed in a brown Shirt despite the pre-mentioned Heat. He never wears a frown, Even at rush hour not tensioned. 7.30 comes and goes, morning Or night, we arrive, are seated And eat. The waiter is fawning But nice, the food is all treated And we eat it all up, fulfilled by A fountain of beverages he will Provide. Full, we give a goodbye, And place tips away from the till So the manager cannot see, risky Business. But how to divide the Cost? Calculators grant only frisky Fractions, I only had a mint tea!
If they ask me how I did it, How I got here today, I will love and laugh and smile And say, "It took a lot of faith."
It's like I'm there, Standing behind a glass wall. I've had a taste, Just not the full platter. I'm ready for the cake, But all I have is batter.
When I was a kid, i believed that I would never stop growing. I measured myself, and knew that everything taller was a glimpse of the future. We would all be giants eventually. The tallest man that ever lived was named Robert Wadlow. He couldn't stop growing. On his first day of school, he was taller than his father. They say, that when he tripped on the playground his knees made twin craters from falling so far. By the time he was 10, the dirt in his home town was pot-marked like a second moon. Size always seems to matter most when we are falling. An ant dropped from an airplane will survive with no injuries, if an elephant slips 3 feet, it's legs will snap beneath it, and or us, it is those dreams that we remember most. The ones where the harness breaks. Where you step from the roof of a building without knowing why. When a plane rushes back toward the earth like a lost lover. We always wait just before impact, unsure of shattering or survival, and unable to accept our own size. Maybe this is why we hunt the large animals to extinction; To make ourselves seem greater. In the end, the victory of the atom bomb was not in the arms raised, but it's ability to topple all of the smallest creatures. We dream of surviving as mountains; of never having to look up again. We long for longer conquests. The ship vaster than the ocean. The fire dwarfing the fuel. We expand. We expand,. Weapons add more than just inches to your arm span. When you fire a gun, you can touch someone a thousand of feet away just think of all the giants our wars have already created. Cemeteries are like an infinity of white cross hairs. Mass graves that are just twisting of what we have always wanted; A mountain built from our bodies. We expand, we expand,. Our empires, stretching like red lips opening into the widest sssmile, and then swallowing the face whole. We build our largest statues for our war heroes, greater your conquest, the taller we will make you. We are taller than our fathers now. We cannot stop growing. Robert Wadlow did not want to be a legend. He wanted to train as a lawyer, but his hands were to large to write and type with. He died at age 22, half an inch short of 9 feet from an infection he never felt, because his nerves could not transmit signals that far. So stop trying to be statues. Walk. Feel the signals your feet send back to you and say "It is good to feel this close". It is good to live in our own bodies. Our bodies are whispers. Are bodies are matchsticks in the dark that light the small parts of us; The parts of us that can accomplish impossible things.
Another tribute to John and Carla Sherman. Turn the searchlight on Turn the searchlight on Let it bath you in it's light Take a look into you Just look with all your might Let the world be round you But don't pay it no mind Just turn around and look at you You're not too hard to find. Don't ask so many questions Beside the point these be You have to do the looking So very endlessly The looking's never over It be your life, that's all Then one day when the fever breaks It's all so wonderful. You have to do the looking That's all you have to do Just take a look into you Oh please just look at you You must use self -reliance Can't count on no one else The looking is the only way to health. You don't have to look for Gurus No need for all the books All you really have to do Is stop and take a look Then when the fear of life is gone You'll see life how it is Just look, look, look each chance you get I can only tell you this. 2 April 2011 @ 0430hrs.
Moments to Reflect Voyage Dream voyagers seek reality with close eyes living within a big lie. Realist sees reality with their eyes open but their minds are closed life to them life is to be sold and not told. Traveling in this kind of world; it is hard for them to find that precious pearl, and it is not hidden, it is in plain sight if your heart is right. Those who are in Christ know where to go find that precious Pearl that can bring true reality within their world, free to live and to have life without any sins. This is how their journey begins; walking in faith and living life right with no fear of the night. Treating others as they want to be treated, love is given without ending; as it is written. Keeping the Comments day and night eyes open to the reality of the Living Word that has been spoken. Placing the Christ first they know where their journey will end; everlasting life their voyage begins. Those who dream and try to live a lie and those who called themselves realist will travel to and from getting nowhere fast; their voyage will never be done. For what they seek only comes from the One who sets high above upon His golden throne waiting on His children to come home. Everlasting life will be given and treasures that are never ending and this reality is just the beginning voyage to paradise you will be spending; this is what all should be seeking. What waiting, no one can truly conceive; the wonderful Gift that you will receive if you chose only to believe. Faith is all need so get down on your knees and ask for forgiveness and let Jesus drive while you ride. There is only going to be one last journey all will take, a trip to paradise or to that fiery lake. The voyage that is called life is going to end, where are you going to spend what coming to all in the end? Dream voyagers seek reality with close eyes living within a big lie. Realist sees reality with their eyes open but their minds are closed and those that are in Christ know that the real voyage begins when you get down on your knees and ask Jesus to come in. When time comes to an end, dreams are for sleeper and having faith in Jesus will make you a keeper and true life begin and will never end. Up or down where are you bound?
As a little girl I wanted to be a ballerina With beautiful dresses flowing freely when I spun around Holding the looking glass close in hand Marveling at the beauty that was to come As an adolescent I found a helpless kitten outside Curled up in a ball of our puppy's fur Instantly my dreams began to grow into a need to save all I could Sheltering them until they were strong As a young lady I explored my youth in every aspect Enjoying what delight it brought savoring the bite Gracefully walking towards my own enlightenment Growing into the woman I have become As a woman I've enveloped the best of the lessons I've been taught Absorbing the significance of each and every one sought Capturing the essence in giving unconditionally with no expectation of receiving Cherishing the soured sweet as I learned in retreat There is always another way Another door Another day Today I need to complete the tasks at hand and those that lay ahead Repenting brings forgiveness As I stand before the threshold While asking to spare a little time Once more I ask Do we fully grasp the know of when our hours begin to count Is it then and only then Clairvoyance shows us an understanding of just how tremendously Precious each second precisely is
For Mother Teresa to see... the clarity of beauty between the murky folds of life to see... the simple truths of living between the horror and the endless strike to see... the innocent smiles of the children at play while the elder preach hate and division and continue to slay to see... the endless yearning for that simpler better place away from the hollow emptiness of this ostentatious space to see... the open vistas of this pale blue dot the soft reds and fruity greens as this home is all we have got to see... the tears of the dispossessed who have been cruelly cast aside and while we look the other way from their tears we may never hide to see... the endless hunger and despair and killing and greed in the name of God or of ideology or of some or the other creed to see... and to see it all and still stand tall to hold on to the humanity that resides deep within us all may be our only saving grace and though all of this sounds quaint and saccharine sweet I need to remember all that I've said the next time I look into a teary-eyed desolate face to see... that being human is simple if we only look beyond ourselves and see that we are all one, him and her and them and us and you and me...
We r the prophets of 2013, the messiah, his revolution, to regain, self-control, In tranquility, remiss, research to higher ground, uphold in gesture, don't let fear break barrier, or loose sight of what's inside, Be yourself, be better, be wiser, praise your almighty, an be blessed, Amen, tu di New Year 2013....
Little girl With her visions and prayers... Suffering in silence from endless nightmares. A broken family So much responsibility... Hurting deep inside so other's can't see. Giant, gentle eyes Penetrate the soul The little girl sees more than anyone knows. Empathic virtues Create bountiful waves Breaking these chains the pitiful enslaves Wide open heart Locked up and jailed pride She's able to let go of her anger inside. Unable to stay Trapped in time She knew to go forward, she had to stop 'rewind' Frozen for a moment The ice melts away The sun warms her heart in a motherly way. Infinite excuses Become lessons learned Gratitude is given, and so it is earned Innocent little girl, All hope invested in Heaven Learned the secret of her life before she was 7 Her lesson was hard Fighting darkness with a match Finding the spark that ignites with nothing to scratch But through all the bad She searched for the good And finally she found it upon where she stood So listen to me close And take this seriously I know for a fact this is fact...because that little girl... was me.
I'm so very glad that Jesus lifted me! And am grateful that he also set me free! I'm grateful of the happiness he brought! And know that he loves me, a whole lot! I'm also thankful, for the life that he brings! He understands me! And can do anything! I hope that you'll take some time today. Spending time alone with him, and pray! He rewards those who earnestly seek him! Won't you give him a chance? And receive him? This same Jesus, also wants to help you! Won't you open your heart, and let him touch you? By Jim Pemberton 08/15/13
Overt flaccid appendage between Oft daily covered thus rarely seen Impure thoughts corrupt ere begin My soul hearkens evermore to sin Loathful orchis of life-giving seed Oft discharged ere without need Rigid organ of displeasure's creed In obdurate selfish gratifying greed Without hope deceived by lurid lies Oft priapic salutes not easily denied Elicit visions ere my eyes confound Soliciting lustful fantasies profound Gesticulate orgasmic vessels of life Oft nightly purveyor of carnal strife Phallus erectus manipulative spawn Coitus interruptus ere inerrant scorn E'er inane lustful wayward flesh Oft petty wasteful juvenile request Thy soul will through faith's behest Sin's power shall this lost waif test Intemperate desire innately revived Oft gratuitous dreams ere contrived Erotica's promiscuity haply reborn Insipid respite ephemeral mourned Temptation's casual incessant call Oft disingenuous will not forestall Evil's intent to stealthily dissuade Willful uprightness ne'er forbade Inferred double-mindedness lives Oft hidden only wearily forgives Once enraptured freedom wanes This broken spirit averse refrains Death's worrying promise abated Oft victory seemingly invigorated Yet hope ne'er assured is debated As life is shamelessly eviscerated Till temperance's finality revealed Oft delinquent wound is repealed Thine unseen spirit becomes one My soul's resistance is overcome © Eugene Harvey
I Was Told I Wasn't Any Good I heard the devil whisper into my ear… "You're no good!" "Come over here!" In front of me, where discouragements of various kinds... At first, it was almost overwhelming for my mind! He promised something "better," than what I already had! He said that if I did what he wanted… I'd be happy and glad! I asked how Jesus to help the way I'm livin.' The life I've lived… And HIS power of forgivin.'! Would I trade all of this, for a life of stress and sin? Perhaps having a form of happiness, but no freedom within? Was I going to trade what God gave, for a "pleasure of the moment?" Was I about to make a mockery of Christ' atonement? I ran, and bowed my head and cried… For a brief moment, I felt rejected and despised! I felt the Holy Spirit's presence all around me! And then, it was like the love of Jesus had filled me! This time, I knew that what I had, was all I needed! With Christ in my life, I no longer have to be defeated! Satan is a liar! He has one purpose and goal! He wants nothing more, than to destroy my soul! Take notice Satan! This is what I proclaim! Everything I ever need! I have in Jesus' name! The blessings from Jesus, has supplied my every need! It's an everlasting and abundant life, that I received! Thank you Jesus! For giving what I need and more! You are truly wonderful! And are worth living for! By Jim Pemberton
Silent storms rage within my heart. Be still! Be still! Fear to be fought; Peace must be sought. In stillness, Love speaks; Bringing hope to listening ears, Reminding weary hearts of bygone years; of lessons learned, for faithfulness earned, to stay the course. Be still! Be still! when silent storms rage within my heart. Healing found in silence, when listening ears learn to wait
Dear Jesus, Keep Me By Your Side! Dear Lord, keep me by your side! Help me to be humble, and take away my pride! Dear Lord, may it be my ambition and desire, To praise your name! And lift it up higher! Dear Lord, I just want you to know... That I will share your love, wherever I go! Dear Lord, please make clear and evident... The time of your coming is so imminent! Dear Lord, my life to you, is given! You've taken away my sin! And I'm forgiven! Dear Lord, without you, I am hopeless and lost! My life would be nothing without the cross! Dear Lord, I offer to you my life! And I freely give it! I ask for the filling of your Holy Spirit! My Lord I want to give praise and adore you! I humbly come and worship you! My Lord and my God! You reign over everything! You're my savior and friend! And my king! By Jim Pemberton
Prolog: This poem is about how much you need to struggle to 'survive' as an accountable and matured man. Child demands what he desires and the man sacrifices his desire, to fulfill the child's. It's funny how you would be made a king for a day, and then a 'somebody', or even a 'nobody'? Moreover, as you grow up, linearly, the problems breed exponentially like bacteria. Yes, it is true that the assimilative power to bear the offsets increase as you grow up too and how we breathe with the mere hope that one's integrity pays back at some point in life. These verses symbolize the seldom hidden pain as adolescents in antithesis to the trouble-free life of a kid. Being a four year old playing with crayons, it's all about you and your own little world! The journey is tough, the journey is loathed, The journey is necessary, the journey is promising From learning to put on the bow-tie, To responsibly having the handkerchief in your pocket, From experiencing the toughest times And still standing upright like a ship in a storm Like never before, Manhood, here comes, like a raging warrior, Resilient in form, stronger than its former, And kills your innocence; darkens your heart. The journey is tough, the journey is loathed, The journey is necessary, the journey is promising Life slips by 'unlived' and under cut-throat competition Little merry-time, patchy hangovers and a far-fetched ambition In trying to enrich and reclassify his social status Life is yet adventurous, travelling rough miles Reshaping himself, constantly adopting new lifestyles, Every so often, he needs a little time, damn-it In the end, faith grows numb in breaking the habit It's flabbergasting dad, how you stood up on your feet Such burden of liability on the shoulders, how can one keep? Politics was detested, conspiracy unheard of. But now only has become an essential strategy for survival Pain only makes him stronger, Thanks Kelly Clarkson; that makes our belief finer And brings a hope of fresh revival How true Darwin sayeth! Fittest subsists, and the rest are extinct species. However, gratitude to such reformation The inception of adulthood, cognizance! Teaches him to be & believe himself; thus push his limits farther Only critical moments, binds his relationships sturdier The journey is tough, the journey is loathed, The journey is necessary, the journey is promising. Inspired by : friends, fam, eminem, linkin park, my fellow poets, my world
Though Circumstances in Life May... Change my plans Tire my body Limit my finances Challenge my fortitude Increase my heartache and Overflow my tears They Will Not... Define my character Consume my thoughts Mislead my direction Steal my joy Diminish my hope or Break my spirit God Will Use Them To... Strengthen my faith Anchor my emotions Multiply my prayers Transform my character Prove His sufficiency and Reflect His glory In Their Midst, I Will... Remember His promises Obey His commands Rely on His strength Seek His will Continue in service and Discover His peace.
Don't worry, don't worry; Give yourself rest. Release fear and struggles, And He'll take care of the rest.
Port of Call Barefoot on a talcum beach, alone, not lonely, with the breath of the ocean a caressing balm, soothing pained memories away, to the swaying of a solitary palm. Barefoot on a talcum beach, alone, not lonely, feeling the brushing away of all past turmoil, on a quest for solace, ever so hard to find, yet comforted by the crashing of the waves, as the tide cleanses all pain, and leaves despair far, far behind. Barefoot on a talcum beach, alone, not lonely, drenched in a sea-breeze of mist, that hushes the ache of bygone moons, tasting the salty tang on my lips, as the burnished sun, over the distant horizon, swoons, and dips. Barefoot on a talcum beach, alone, not lonely, searching, ever searching, for a slice of solitude, as memory bids a final adieu, reaching under the sea so vast, and seeking comfort in the depths, while embracing, the tomorrows to come, wishing that they be true. Barefoot on a talcum beach, alone, not lonely, seeing my truths drown, as they slip beneath the turquoise waters, feeling my heart ablaze, with a passion that rarely falters. Barefoot on a talcum beach, alone, not lonely, yet knowing that I am home at long last, wishing the waves would wash away, the defences that once stood, like an impregnable wall. Barefoot on a talcum beach, alone, not lonely, I have found, at long last, my final port of call.
I hear a cry from the world A desperate longing for air But how can I feed the poor And what food can I spare There is a knocking at the door In his hand is something priceless Worth more than any stone Something that would feed them all He knocks but very few answer What he holds in his hands they mock Isn't anybody there? Many talk but don't know how to walk I myself have let fear take hold But fear will not reign in me Things will happen before I grow old Many beyond what I can see I've answered the door I know what to do I've seen the light, if only they knew too Fear has taken hold But it's time to be bold The one I spoke with at the door He gave me some seeds He said I have a small chore Could you please plant these? I had many questions you see But his answer was simple All he said was follow me And so I began on a journey After taking a refreshing bath With my hand full of seeds I began on the narrow path I followed the light of the one at the door He said plant these seeds and I will give you more I began to search for somewhere to plant But the voice in my head said you can't, you can't The light is moving ahead But I am frozen still Being torn to a shred The voice says, what about your bill? Suddenly I look up and realize the light is far away And I recall that one small, simple command I ask myself, how could I have gone astray. Then I remembered the seeds still in my hand As I realized my inadequacies I was lifted up on the wings of a great white dove Soaring over the trees I saw all the others on the path from above I watched them clawing their way through all kinds of trouble I wanted them to be as I was, soaring above the world I felt like I was safe here watching the world turn to rubble Until flying from the opposite direction Came a pretty looking girl She said come with me I'll show you my world I gazed at her, enticed by her beauty Distracted I fell, and back to the ground I was hurled When I opened my eyes she was not to be seen But the light it was still there It never fades, never dies As long as I still breathe this air The light never ceases to shine I realized now that I was a liar To think that I was any higher Without that great dove The power from above I stand on level ground With everyone around So what right have I to look down? Though fear has ceased me, pride has made a fool of me, and temptation has lured me I can still see what lies ahead, should I march towards the light I may fall again, but I can always open my eyes and see That though this journey may take a lifetime, it's worth the fight
We cannot give up; We still have life to live. The hike may not always be easy, But the view must be seen to believe.
A sweetly-scented, earthy rain-storm, she came to me, thunderously raging with raw emotion, she came to me, drenched in the essence of truth, she came to me, she touched a chord deep inside, she strummed away all emptiness, she came to me, once... she comes to me, still... a gentle presence filling my life, she comes to me, still, a healing spirit soothing all inner strife.
Enigmatic Lane This enigmatic lane- I've walked long. And now I see Only barren lands, A mere setting sun, And a vague horizon. I turn to look back Along this enigmatic lane. And then I see Those umpteen vicissitudes, Those sudden meanders, Those familiar turns, Those abrupt detours. Down this enigmatic lane, There have been Many a rich meadows, Many a bleak wastelands, Millions of pompous marches, Millions of disconcerting dirges, Several comforts of love, Several cruelties of reclusion. Along this enigmatic lane I may no longer tread, for- As I now halt, I ponder- Perpetuation has always been The ruse of fleeting phases, And what worth has it been To walk this enigmatic lane.
Do you want joy and satisfaction that you "haven't got?" The peace and joy you want, can't be bought… Are you looking for fulfillment in your daily activities? Have you "pushed" the envelope, with your liberties? There's a road of "good intentions." It's wide and easy to find. But there's another road… Which God has in mind! This narrow road, to many, may seem strange indeed! It's only on this road, where you'll find an answer to your need This road leads to a life that's everlasting. There's a question, which God is asking! Are you ready to take the road that leads to heaven's gate? Will this be your choice? Before it's too late? Jesus stands at your heart's door knocking… The choice is yours! On which road, will you do your walking? Please take the narrow road! It can be difficult to travel… You should do this! Before life begins to unravel! Jesus! The prince of Peace... Rules the earth and heavens above! Won't you enter his haven of rest, and abundance of love? He is here waiting for you. So loving, patient and kind… Only in him… Will you find satisfaction and joy every time! By Jim Pemberton
There is nothing more frustrating Than knowing how you should feel But yet a flow of the total opposite Of emotions seem more real… You know what is required: Put in your all, rely on Allah… Do your best toward success… Then smile and put your mind to rest. Theoretically, hopefully Ideally so Sounds easy, no? But for some reason your heart starts whispering "uh oh"… You think, "I know better, I won't let this be"– Still, unwelcome emotions Creates a new reality… So instead you get agitated And stressed out and uptight As if stuck in a dark cave, With no light in sight. You know you should feel assured Assured, grateful and blessed But you'll feel angry at the world And angrier at yourself for failing the test… And you know you're failing it For the test is to be patient But since impatience is where you're at Obviously your level of progress remains flat… So you feel guilty for feeling ingrateful Then deny those feelings all the same You'd prefer to complain about your situation Than changing the rules of the game. How many times will you hear, "Have faith, this is just a test! So long as you hold tight to that rope The outcomes will surely be the best!" And so, you tried to be patient, And you tried (and tried and tried) to be strong But for all your efforts, it's only when it's over You realize that God was there all along. And shame overwhelms you For how could you forget? Your heart knew it somehow But your actions showed neglect. You knew there was a Being Much stronger than you You knew there was a Being Much wiser than you. A Being who drew a map Of your life before you existed Who solved all your problems Before you even resisted. And now that it's over It's like you see the light You were in the wrong direction Yet now the negativity has taken off in flight. You now smile and laugh in pleasure Proud in how you handled it so well Only until you fall into another pit hole And the negativity is back to dwell. When will we learn to change our mindsets To realize each day and hour is simply another test? And that the easier path is not always the right one? Convictions shouldn't change when the easy times are gone. May God keep us steadfast In actions and deeds And in emotions that are healthy For our hearts to feed… Because man, let me tell you And I'm sure you know it, too: There is nothing more frustrating Than knowing what you should feel But yet a flow of the total opposite Of emotions seem more real.
While the church of today continues to wrestle with prominent issues, like those of leadership, moral credibility, or fidelity of her members; society remains critical to address certain weakpoints already at hand, those seeming endless lawsuits against the clergy and religious members. Moments in time unfold the wreckage of moral credibility, trust, and confidence; it's like a downfall of the human castle formed with the sanctity of wisdom – continuity in liturgical sacraments, prayer, and reliance on biblical life; with faith that God is involved in many events both ecclesial and personal. It's on a soaring journey where the Jewish concept of bitachon is needed, to move on amid the struggles and other evolving deal of human problems; so inextricable that make one stronger to cope with what life really means, in this generation where a culture of arguments abounds in moral situations. It's sad to think of what's going on; it's painful to experience those afflictions, the church grieves and suffers with all her leaders' and members' transgressions; with the abuse of power, freedom, and prestige of being one of Christ' ministers, heaven weeps as evil triumphs to lead those priests into the world of failures. The turbulent waves of scandals that have wounded the sacred priestly life, people's trust and faithfulness to the sacraments of life – a great turmoil! the whole Catholicism has been shaken and struggled to redeeem her reputation; her running sore of afflictions – so widespread that only time can heal the wounds. With the words of Jesus at his farewell discourse in Johannine literature, "I will not leave you orphans; I will come to you." It's reassuring so far; the Spirit of truth is Christ himself who'll walk with his own people of all races, his covenant with them, promise to his disciples, and assurance to all who believe in him. The church echoes hope and perseverance in the throes of sufferings and tribulations, She calls everyone to look for the true light – Christ, in hiddenness and humility; His epiphany in a continuing journey of faith, in the gospel cries, in various events, Christ shines in one's heart, along with the Father and the Holy Spirit – the Paraclete.
I wont lose a moments sleep over the loss of you, I will not miss the broken promises shattered dreams and lies, You took my heart on a journey that left me homeless, Root-bound, empty, I was given over by the luster the sparkle in your eyes, But now I see you for what you really are….. My false self, my brokenness, my twisted world view, The whispered doubt in the ears of a child, No longer have you sway over me, I have been convinced of the truth seen in the eyes of forgivness, The door to the hidden places kicked down by fierce Love, I am free, I am free, I am free. Now you flee, now you flee, now you flee, Your not me, your not me, your not me, But the delusion's of a phantom life,
I found this place several years ago. It was during a time when life engaged my soul. The energy was strong I could feel it as I drove along. I promised to come back so here is my song. Time is nonexistent within this story of statues carved out of nature's glory. There are three that are here to point the way beyond eBay beyond the day. The courageous lion sits in the middle protecting the native who is showing the riddle, while the camel rests under the load of his pack waiting to nourish our spirits back. The past, present and future all unite under the sun's rays and even the night It shares the journey and the way to our souls where faith abides in the history told. A symbol is what this is, arisen in my space, but each of us carries it if we open to grace. Trust the inner voice it always knows the way even as we wander beyond this current day. This is my space where I see thru illusion. I come to the truth and discover fusion. My past finds its place in the meaning of time. The journey is movement and trusting the sign.
The lonely horseman of old rides down that long, lonely road. Kings and Queens lodge and entertain him for the night. In the morning it is always the same, the nobility watch him as he rides out through the palace's gates. This handsome man rides to find his beautiful lady whom he has never really seen, but this lady is forever haunting his dreams. For now no false loves will he receive. Until his search has come to an end, he continues to ride down that long, lonely road. by S.E. Clark
In the future looking back, You'll be happy to see How far you've come And where you are today, So make the most of this now.
As soon as they come; they leave As soon as I open my eyes; they vanish The Ghosts of my past fight the angels of my future Or so I see it Faith they said, had grown week So much so that even Ten shots of elixir felt meek Or so I believed Time claimed alchemy I simply bowed to whoever showed, The power to prove wrong in me It was a long voyage Horizon seemed like an eternity The alchemist continued to row And I continued to bow 'Look up' he said So I did, and so I saw it My cheeks felt warm The breeze felt soft As I slowly opened my eyes, I saw his work Indeed! He spoke of the truth Watching the bright golden truth, I stood Making its way from up above into my room Drinking the elixir, I smiled Watching me, he took pride Twisted are your ways, I said 'Make me proud' said he and left.
Life?s Quest: Understanding God?s Creation My life: a journey building truth?s future. Love God embedded, chasing hopes? wisdom. Bringing knowledge to enter and nurture. Heavenly father teaches me freedom. Choosing life?s mission, faith follows my soul. Loves God embedded, chasing hopes? wisdom. Prayerfully pondering, reaching the goal. Time after time, remembering striving. Choosing life?s mission, faith follows my soul. Faithful rebuttal shall stop contriving. Creations clues brought shall brighten each day. Time after time, remembering striving. Sharing each new day?s miraculous ways, God greets my soul with answers requested. Creations clues brought shall brighten each day. Many years of praying, trust invested. My life: a journey building truth?s future. God greets my soul with answers requested. Bringing knowledge to enter and nurture. By Dane Smith-Johnsen March 24, 2010 Poetic Form: Terzanelle
The journey of Humanity is one of courage, it is of hope, it is of Acceptance. It is of eyes peering in the horizon believing there is utopia behind it. The journey of Humanity is one of struggle, of blood, of war, of Tears. It is of the pursuit of Happiness, it is of Free-dom. It is of Faith. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The journey of Humanity is one of travel, of adventure, of Curiousity. It is of exploring new terrains, it is of Excitement. The journey of Humanity is one of rejuvenation, of Re-formation, of Re-birth. It is of re-production, of Refurbishment. It is of Renaissance. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The journey of Humanity is one of music, of beauty, of laughter, Sharing. It of eating, it is of community, it is of smiles, it is of Hugs. The journey of Humanity is one of dancing, of Competition. It of service, it is of sub-mission. it is of Prayer It is of our Universal Creator. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The journey of Humanity is one of fare-wells, of tears, of Regrets. It is of leaving, it is of good-byes, it is of Remorse. The journey of Humanity is one all about making Love... It is of potions, it is of oils, it is of nudity. It is of Endings. It is of Beginnings. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The journey of humanity is one of Conceptualization It is of creating, it is of Visualization. The journey of Humanity is one of Development It is of building-up, it is of Breaking-down It is of taking Chances. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ But, most of all.... The journey of Humanity is one of.... LOVE. Love for all things Good. Love for all things Bad. Love for all things Ugly. And... ...a Love for all things DARK. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Peace to all of Man-kind. I ~ Am ~ I
As the panting deer sups from the stream of water, filled up refreshed and restored. I hope that I to can find that refreshment in this life. I find plenty fresh water every day, though it escapes me. I'm still dry inside, what is this thirst? How do I quench it? Where do I find living water? Point me in the right direction to change my life.
In childhood innocence learning to walk, A journey begins on open pathway, And the minds seeks the beauty in a day, Embracing joy and facing problems strife, Open the ears now to hear nature talk, The guiding hand on this journey of life. Form: Wordsworth's Sestet
Its effects run in you Always through you And when you're not careful, It can go all the way down If you clench it hard enough It almost squeezes back Ripping at your everything. In the moment it wrenches you And you play dead for a while Until you're back to reality And it releases your smile. It's not as bad as you thought You're not as bad as you thought. Squeeze yourself, Releasing all that needs to be said and done Tempt yourself For you're not the only one. Inside it feels like heaven And you're tempted to look inside If you do, you'll have to rip at it Is the cost worth the price for knowledge? It's opened… You see everything But like a child, the gift of sight is blinding You're scared of this new beauty You can't understand There's an adjustment with time And you feel alive. If you accept it's will The rest will come full circle, Don't lose your battle For the worst thing that comes Is happiness, beyond good judgment…
There Is Another World There is a panther in my back pocket that does hides sometimes leaping out to slash and take other's sides When necessary I unleash it's great power and rage woe and tribulation then reigns supreme upon that stage There is a tiger in my heart waiting to be set free turn it loose as my soul eats fruit from life's tree As new love arrives I keep it held in very deep check nevering allowing it's power to cause another wreck There is a kitten in my soul that yearns to truly love pure milk it drinks and sings like a beautiful dove As it plays and gives back far more that ever it takes healing my worries , ever so deeply tragic heart aches There is another world that gives those gifts to me Coxing forth kindness and goodness from my life tree.... Robert J. Lindley, 06-20-2014 I've been told that I am a walking talking contradiction. A man that swings from gentle to bad. Some of that is true but only because of the great many spiritual battles I have surely had.. Today, I've slain the Dragon, so mighty is it's roar in defeat.
Dried up like a reservoir In the mid summer heat The cracks in the ground Are like The life lines, upon my face I have weathered many a storm As if I have lived a 100 lifetimes, Instead of one! Bare, rough, dirty feet Shoes are hard to come by, These days Unless, I steal them! But, then I will become a target Having something new It will get stolen from me By some other gang Or by some cruel and nasty person! "Bare feet it is!" "Less problems, this way!" Feet are made for walking I will use them For what They are made for! "Now let's get something to eat, I am starving!" Loitering around Hungry Jacks and Macca's Asking people As they walk out With their hot, delicious, fresh food For a gold coin or two Dumpsters and bins Look nice, today! Only half eaten, stuff A lot of wastage! "Not the freshest stuff, but hey!" Make do, with what we have! The sun is shining today Not sure where to wash though... Water is scarce, thank god for public toilets They sure come in handy! They say it is fun And you are lucky to have freedom! But, It is a lie we tell ourselves To remain ignorant To pretend, we don't give a damn But, inside, We really do! For you see , There are sacrifices To the choices you make When you have to live them, out "Don't be a fool!" Life is no fairytale, on the dirty streets of hell! During the day, The city lights up It glitters As if It were made out of gold! It comes alive with people Rushing here, rushing there, rushing everywhere Not really knowing, what They are presently, doing People reminding me of robots, sheep and zombies Acting as if they are in control of everything When in fact, they are not! "Who knows what is around the corner?" "What is coming, your way!" Life is unpredictable, "Beware!" "Don't be mislead by the fakes, around here" "There is plenty of them!" Eyes are on you, Down every alley way Standing on every corner Watching you "You, are in 'our territory' now!" "Hold onto your bags tight!" For, I may be lurking behind you One minute there, Next minute gone! It is the nature of the game As I snatch and grab your bag When I see you off guard Taking your money Claiming it, as my own You see, I need it to survive on! I'm banking on you, being rich! I told you This place is a hell hole And, I meant it! This dark place Full of shadows and conscious deceit Will swallow you up Eating, you alive! You will lose your way In its pit of endless darkness There is no Prince Charming's, out here! There is no one to save you There are only damsels in distress Like me! No one Comes to your aid When you need it the most You could diminish and disappear one day Within a blink of an eye! Without a hint Nor trace of you, left behind No one will see it happen Because No one Opens their mouth up, around here! So, Love and appreciate, one another! Care for yourself and care for others! Tell your loved ones 'you love them' often And, 'Enjoy' The home, you live in!
The leaves are falling, the temperature is dropping My spirit is stalling, my passion is stopping Who can save me from myself? Who will be there to help? I have fallen down, and the weight of the world is upon me I cannot lift in on my own, for it is far too heavy Who will come and give me a hand Who is strong enough to stand? To carry the human race To experience His grace For too long now, I have been trying But slowly my soul has been dying Because I am not enough on my own I was not designed to go it alone I cannot be a one man army So I ask for those with a heart For a dying and broken world To join me in a new start Does anyone hear a small hungry child? Over the sound of a dinner feast Can anyone hear the roar of a bomber plane? Over the sound of a new car engine Does anyone feel the hurricanes destruction? More than the light breeze of the ceiling fan Do rags and tattered clothes grab your attention? Before you buy a new name brand outfit If you hear and see and feel these things And it is more important to you than your things Then come with me, let's go to the broken Set the captives free, I am not jokin' Open your eyes and see There is a world full of trouble A world full of hurt So let's get out of our bubble And jump in the dirt
Holy books says it all You taught me how to crawl This will never change Never ends never fades Dear God where you are? Shattered piece of childish dreams This will never change Never ends never fades. I can fight for all my life, Not broken, not broken inside Never be so frustrated, Not going to commit suicide. Fuc*ing faith will fall, Mortals will stand tall Hell and heaven are all the same Live your life, don't die in vain Only you and I can make A better world for tomorrow Have faith in yourself And wipe off the tears of sorrow Make me scream, Make me cry I'll never fail to try. This night's has an end No pain will remain
What will be Will be! I know of this, first hand Your life was taken away So abruptly! I will Never forget That day! Till the day My body dies And I am with you, again! "How was I to prepare myself?" With That kind of Life changing, event! You Didn't warn me You Were permanently leaving! I hope You know How much "I love you" Know You will never be forgotten! I don't know What Has got into me! Consciously I feel you Inside me I see images Of your face So clearly! Am I crazy To believe in this, my love? "Are you still with me?" "Is my imagination Playing cruel tricks Running rampant As I talk with you As if You were by my side, right now In my heart and mind Your face etched Imprinted Like a blue print That never fades Your foot prints Still remain, beside me My heart beats Eternally Trying to make sense of everything! Forgive me, my love For being so strong in my feeling For it has been a long time Since I lost you, my friend Something I haven't Quite Got over! My heart Having A mind of its own Aching To be with you, still! To see you To smell you To touch you To taste you One Last time! I want to say "Goodbye" Once and for all! As We have Brought out The best and worst In each other Rivers run deep When it comes to you and me! We have had our fair share of fights and arguments Stubborn disagreements All of them Meaningless Now You cease to exist! I miss your lingering touches Your hand, stroking my face Your big, blue eyes Looking into mine Your warm lips Your rough, unshaven face The way you Passionately Kiss me While We make love, till dawn I miss All those nights You kept me Safe and warm! I miss Your Loving embrace I miss Your Reassurance! "Am I ever going to feel the same, with another?" Just As I felt In your arms, my love? How Do I let you go? How Do I set myself, free? I am ready To love, again! With 'Our eternal love' Supporting And Guiding me Especially In times, like these!
A child I am, a child of love Seeking my universal home Seeking the creator of my being Building my faith and courage Love, my foundation My spirit, navigating me To where I originate from
If we break life down into small little victories, It won't be long until the battle is over, And before we know it, The war will be won.
Faith walks with Sorrow and Suffering. It's Light buffering their weight, too heavy to abate. Why journey with these companions so unpleasant? What purpose to achieve? What must I leave behind? Faith walks with Sorrow and Suffering To transform All that does not conform to Love. Faith allows my choices to be made. Will I trust? Will my heart not fade? Faith beckons my blind eye to see Far beyond me, If I will but trust And hold tight to Love. It's magic to behold; Worth more than gold.
You Feel Like You Have No Where to Go? Do you feel like you have no where to go? Things have brought stress to your soul..." Do you feel like "everything's been taken?" You're all alone... And have been forsaken... Do you feel like life has "turned it's back on you?" You don't know what "in the world you're going to do..." Do you feel like no one's listening to what you say? You don't feel like you can make it through another day. If you feel this way... I've good news to bring! Jesus is here! Waiting to take care of everything! Perhaps you feel like you've hit a "dead end." There's one who wants to be your friend. Do you feel there's no real hope or chance? Do you feel overwhelmed by your circumstance? Jesus knows of all your troubles and pain! He's here now... Why not call on his name? Feel his goodness and let him restore our soul. He'll bring peace to your life and make you whole! Feed on his word... And let his spirit in. He'll meet all of your needs again and again! In God's direction is where your life needs to be leaning... Only he can bring true hope & meaning! By Jim Pemberton
blood, sweat, and tears nailed to a cross crown full of thorns your life was lost for me, a worthless sinner for me a new beginning I leave the past where it remains I've been transformed I've been restored condemned no more I wear the chains no more I am free
I wish To be a pigeon soaring in the morning sky I wish I have all my issues fly out the windows I wish My whole body could simply wither away I wish To start anew and be on a fresh start I wish I had the ability to fly I wish To have a talent of writing cheerful, exquisite poems I wish I could be a wonderful guy I wish I could have a future family and be the best father in the world I wish I could have a positive mindset I wish I had the desire to talk things out and live a peaceful life
I lay awake, at night Hearing your spirit, calling me I feel you, deeply Another time, another space How, do I bring you back home?
Tiny seeds germinate Fresh roots sprout New life is born! The weeds come for free As every beautiful rose Has it's thorns! Growing tall, against all odds Growing towards the light Laying our roots deep Staying strong, yet flexible We are a tree of life Or the seed in the ground We are 'one' of the same!
A tiny seed born of need Planted deep within the soil of my heart. Will it not depart? This seed of faith Laid deep; Solitary. It's sheath decays, Lying prey to all that prowls without its beckon; Death to reckon. This seed of faith; It's treasures now lay bare, Deep below; Darkness surrounds; All hope is lost; This tiny seed broken, Laying bare the promises within. With hope yet abandoned, Evidence appears, Though barely visible. Out of death, New life; It's journey to begin; Delicate. It's purpose to fulfill. Faith not forsaken Begins its way; To unfold, through darkness, it's promises within.
Satan Told Me That No One Loves Me! I heard the devil whisper into my ear… "No one loves you!" "Come over here!" In front of me, where temptations of various kinds... It was almost overwhelming for my mind! He promised "love." And much more! I had no idea of what was in his "store!" I asked Jesus to help the way I was livin.' I needed his love, and HIS power of forgivin.'! Would I trade all of this, for a life of deceit and lies? Being "trapped" by what was, Shown to my eyes? Was I going to trade what God gave, for a "pleasure of the moment?" Was I about to make a mockery of Christ' atonement? I ran, and bowed my head and cried… For a brief moment, I felt rejected and despised! I felt the Holy Spirit's presence all around me! Iit was like the love of Jesus had filled me! This time, I knew that what I had, was all I needed! With Christ in my life, I no longer have to be defeated! Satan is a liar! He has one purpose and goal! He wants nothing more, than to destroy my soul! Take notice Satan! This is what I proclaim! Everything I'll ever need! I have in Jesus' name! The blessings from Jesus, has supplied my every need! It's an everlasting and abundant love, that I received! Thank you Jesus! For giving what I need and more! You are truly wonderful! And are worth living for! By Jim Pemberton
First rhythm to the beat: Being honest Next guest of honour: Purpose Following the morning after: Self-awareness and courage Break for freedom: The musician strikes a cord And echoes the universe it's glorious Love song
David and Goliath When David heard Goliath bring God's name disgrace. He wondered if any man would challenge him, face to face. All the men in Israel were scared, and not this brave. For if they lost, they'd be the Philistines' slave. King Saul wondered if anyone would challenge this man. David accepted—knowing this was God's land. With a small stone he chose from a river bed, He faced Goliath, with God placing the stone into his head. Perhaps there's a GIANT in your life that's causing you fits. Your trust must be in Jesus. This--you must admit. Lust, anger, pride— whatever your giant might be. Defeating this giant, with God's help, will bring you the victory! By Jim Pemberton
"What is their secret?" it is no secret at all If you would have heeded the call Living longer than the atheist no wonder their secular atheistic stats a blunder Showing less crime for they have the sheep scared of a government that never sleeps A true Christian does so much less crime persecution they will suffer told afore time The violence done to them no big secret but as the begin so comes the end history repeats Holding better promises than this world can offer better way of life a place above an enduring coffer Not afraid to die for their faith free from fear of death the Lord Jesus breathed upon us His loving breath Violence done to the image of God I love my brother's seen You know not my Father but a brother you could have been I forgive them all Father they know not your secret like the apostle Paul until you showed your marvelous light "What is their secret?" It is no secret at all - * A Chinese Communist, who delivered many Christians to their execution, came to a pastor and said: "I've seen many of you die. The Christians die differently. What is their secret?"
from dying young: to living your life-half asleep, try not to always keep the glory and crown, there's more tot he fight that fits. as the footprints cascades with the tide, always learn not to blow it out of proportion. be timid but not shy, not forgetting to ride it all the way through the end. don't think too much about the plot, always try not to give up. hold fast what you learn, cause you don't know when the next time you'll need it.
Hallelujah! I'm on the winning side! Jesus is victorious! And pushed back the evil tide! Hallelujah! Jesus has given me an assurance. Living for him… Is the best "life insurance!" HIS policy is FREE! It asks that you serve him! Won't you come? And take time to know him? His eternal insurance is life that's everlasting! "Come follow me!" Is what he's asking! I'm thankful to know of the choice I've made! A way to eternity, through Christ, has been paid! By Jim Pemberton 08/01/13
Please God help me through this task Pour your courage over me in a golden flask Help me through this poetic prayer Help me every day to learn and share Through this poetic journey please give me the key Make me as high --- as high as the trees I give my promises all to you Help me complete this blueprint I drew Guide me to this righteous way I give you my soul on a golden tray Lift this burden from my back Point me down the right track Support me through this giant step Shower your love on me with the grace you've kept Help me through this because I am lost without you Keep me focused so that I can live true I'll close my eyes and you take me from there I'll know you're there when I feel you through my hair This burden is too much --- it's becoming too hard I just want to earn my Heaven's card This poetic journey is something new Something that helps me get through all the blue Shine your gorgeous face upon my skin And guiding me to complete this task, will be the prize I win Amen.
In death, a journey comes to an end. Death's journey through life ends with a gathering of family and friends who reflect and comfort each, saddened by the life lost to them. The defining moment of worth on display, no longer able to express emotion, a waxen replica of what was. Those who now pass recollect then weep the tears of loss; laugh as they remember great times. So many memories buried, now surface for a time, again will be buried in the same manner. Mourned for a time, memories fade with each generation, until, no memory remains. A journey has come to an end. A piece of history lost again.
Another fresh start how many chances do I get. Time after time I slip up and fall, seemingly back to a crawl. Just never getting it right, wondering how many moments of forgiveness have been set aside. You're in my sights yet so are the stars. I pray that you come close and heal my hidden scars. I want to feel your hand upon my skin, to feel you radiate within. I hesitate and this is when I need to cease resisting. I surly know when I let go you will catch me, because your love for me is unconditional and forever persistent.
Walking alone Walking alone I fear no evil I'll embrace this journey as in times of medieval If you feeling alone, make yours this request And together we'll fight, so others can fest! Walking alone I fear no evil I'll embrace this journey as in times of medieval If you feeling sad, Join my force Together we'll redeem, the lost faith from the source Walking alone I fear no evil I'll embrace this journey as in times of medieval.. If you care to accept, I will make you strong Close your eyes and repeat… "Nothing wrong! Nothing Wrong!" Thoubert Larus, For Leighann Anderson's contest "Magic Words"
Are You Addicted, With Nowhere to Go? I know that it's easy to get discouraged and upset. Being addicted... But you can't escape "just yet." You've tried "everything." And don't know what else to do? Is there "anyone" who can "help you through?." The things you've done. You've wanted to be forgiven! Yet struggle with this Each day your liven! You greet people and wear a "smile." Do you wonder if living is really "worth the while." You may have prayed over and over again. And yet constantly struggle with a stubborn sin. Many times when you've tried to call on Jesus' name. Yet find yourself in "guilt and shame." Jesus is here now! He wants you to know… He can bring satisfaction and Make you WHOLE! Rather than thinking of things done in the past. Come to Jesus now! His love will always LAST! Allow God to bring to your life the needed victory now! He'll make you a brand new person! And HOW! By Jim Pemberton
Wise journey long brings eyes to see beyond the toils of each day with steadfast heart to weather storms approaching fast. Wise journey long brings eyes to see beyond past wrongs; transformed, yield grace; lessons learned will not disgrace Wise journey long brings eyes to see beyond and focus for the day without dismay of treasures most precious, not purchased by gold; gifts to behold; Wisdom, Courage, Purpose, Hope and Love most dear, dispels fear for this journey long.
Many explorers and magicians have travelled across the continents, searching for the Philosophers' Stone. Legend has it that the stone originated from the core of the universe, the core which cannot be seen even with today's eyes. It is said in hidden whispers, that it has all the secrets of the past, present, and future embedded in it. Pyramids of Egypt, Stonehenge, Oak of Mamre, and ancient maps, have all been searched painstakingly, only to be left with an echo of time's laughter, scorning the stone's seekers fruitless mission. "It is not a real stone," an alchemist once told me. "It is a fabled stone that exists only in the imaginary world. "Our world today was once an imaginary world," another alchemist told me. "what if the Philosophers' Stone exists?"
Closing my eyes Feeling the moment Listening No thoughts distracting me Surrendering Setting my heart free Reviewing, learning, growing Releasing the blame and guilt, I harbour Releasing the things, I once thought I could change Recognising good or bad Right or wrong A sinner I am not! My mistakes, my greatest blessings Living my life Being human
Creation Conceals within Conclusion Returning home, alas, long forgotten Alone no more, an entwined surprise The essence of one, unseen, a Delusion The presence of self, unknown, begotten Together no less, an unwounded lies
I am on a journey I have been for quite awhile I know not how much further I must go But I know the destination; it is to be enriched by every life I meet on the way and to enrich every life that grace mine on the way So I must stop, to smell every rose, to cheer every heart Though the way may be fraught with fog and tempest, I have no fear and I am not lost I still remember the way home and I am fond of home It is a place of eternal life It is a house of endless love, a house of peace, a house of joy In my home, there's always laughter, hearts never break, smiles never fade, spirit and flesh never frail fear is never around, friends never leave, loved ones never die, no sad farewells there I will go home, when my journey comes to its end To my father's house will I go To the house of endless love, peace, and joy, will I return Into the waiting loving arms of my father; into the warm happy embrace of friends and loved ones, who had been on the journey and gone home before me, eagerly awaiting my return To my home, to my father's house, of endless love, peace, and joy, will I return The day of my return, I know not, but when it comes, I will know, for my father will call me home, When he calls, I will hear I will answer his call I will run to my father I will be home (Dedicated to Merl Butler)
I scream, at the top of my lungs No sound, comes out Silent, curdling screams Is, all I have left, now I wrestle; I fight, with all, my physical might While, being forced down By the mighty strength, of many men The pungent smells of dirt, sweat and grime Embed, in my senses Their ghastly hot breathes; making me, want to puke! Their hands, all over me Constantly grabbing and groping me Hollering and cheering each other on Then, someone punches me Someone, I cannot see A large man's hand, covers my nose and mouth Muffling my soulful cries, terrifying, my insides! I can't breathe, now! Many heavy handed blows, follow In a blurry haze I watch, my scarlet red blood splatter Upon the snow white sheets, that surround My sacred blood spilled My salty tears mixed in with sticky men's semen My body, a raging torrent of scorching hot lava Lulling into a translucent, entranced state Surrendering, to the primal, animalistic frenzy The men, taking what they want, anyway they want it Devouring every morsel left ,of my weak and weary body My body fighting, for its God given right To live, now! My life flashes before my eyes The sounds around me begin to fade My eyes glaze over, my body goes limp My body betraying me, when I need her the most! Silently, I pray for this is not my will, but their own "Have mercy upon these souls" "Please forgive these men, as I do, now "My love remains with you, heavenly Father" Blackened tears of jet black mascara Weave their way down Through the bloody crevasses, of my black & blued skin My body used up, a lifeless vessel, totally numb! My innocence and dignity stripped! No one, can save me, the worst is done! Bashed, beaten, worn I am nothing, no more...
Spirit rallies and musters energy to continue Further tallies and blusters ensue to end you Fear it, cause clusters of evil pretend to Suck the life out of you, journey on and take his hand Go through hell and keep going Fallacies invade nightmares and dreams awake At night you fight the unfair of dreams at stake Periodically bite the hand it seems to take You, and you are on quite the journey, onwards friend. Feel his presence yet? No, then you need a hand. Reach out and take mine or any who knows Truth that end of line isn't as the journey flows Unending find of thee and thine as master glows God gives me the time to foster and grow on Journey's, take it and you won't look back.
Leave your past behind, take a look with fresh eyes. View the world with heart felt emotion, love and devotion. Your eyes were wide shut, now they have been truly opened up. From Heaven above, let your heart overspill with love.
Flight 370 Things Suspended In Air Fresh out of bed In long disjunction with the day With due reverence for the missing Suspended in the air All things held suspect Something takes shape out there But there's nothing there We're not quite sure Nothing looks familiar How did they get..... somewhere? A woman then approaches With every sound of softness She told them to relax With every confidence This flight has ended in the air It's been suspended It does not really matter Things like facts Let us gather more data though We're good at that They asked her why Some things have no answer We don't know why This conversation Like the flight Has ended Somewhere in the sky
Deep within the gated doorway of a shattered adults hurt, you find the innocents of a child. Lost in the ways of life, picked apart by strangers claiming to keep them from danger. Trusting in the heart to find that love that only comes from above. Gated now because of the years of false promises and dreams that brings the mind to dream and the heart to scream. Older now... the pain still remains and the heart is stained trying to remain in a world of no love. Tears, fears, and unpleasant years has brought ice, stone cold and not easily broken but easily melted by the burning lust and worldly thrust, to get you nowhere but alone again searching for your childish self as a friend to pick up and start again in a world that never ends in a lonely heart that needs a friend.
given and shared by many, valued by the wise. bound by no one, except but by power of God. founded with true mercy and humility, grounded on faith. free with no payment, blessings with no attachment. proof of the holy spirit: true works of hope, through our daily lives, many are unaware of it's knowledge, left to claim for the deserving: lifetime spent seeking. few are grateful. missed by so many, used rightly by just a handful, you can never take advantage of. handy in case of emergency.
I took it down to the last strike, like Hitler's revenge on the last Reich. My blood spilled out in ice cold pain, there was nothing absent or domain I walked through the valley of the shadow of death, screaming the whole way through, "Here I cometh." In the darkness, my God, He revealed to me, that the light He gives could only set me free. At first I argued, then it was as I was blind. My God found the good in me that I couldn't find. He stood me up and started speaking to me face to face, while my soul was being taken to another time and place. Before I knew it, my skin had turned blue, my thoughts were becoming too far and few. My life had soon ended, but truly only began. I found no patience in walking so I ran. When I awoke from my spell, everything was new, with no grasp on reality I wasn't sure of what to do. I measured all the compartments, 'spiritually speaking,' in my brain, always wanting the truth on whether or not I was insane? Unfortunately, that answer, I will probably never receive, although in my heart I will always believe, that the Truth is there to set me free. Sedated for what seemed like eternity soon ended, and I learned instantly how much on God I depended. He pulled me out of the miry clay, brushed me off and sent me on my way. Now when I find myself at an all-time low, I reach down far to that place I rarely go. I find the strength in the fact that I gave up and I allow the strength to build and fill my cup. Whenever I find myself on that mountain high, I am so thankful, I lift my head to sigh. By taking the very breath that God gave me alone, I cherish the notion that He wasn't ready to take me home. (True Story) Thank you Jesus 10-22-13
Since childhood I've dreamed of having a happy family, I've dreamed of seeing my other siblings in harmony; Like seasons of the year where changes can be seen, Similar to our human experience dubbed with ups and downs. As a child I experienced the pain of losing my loved ones, especially my own father who I never saw when he passed away; He's far away, confined in the hospital with my older brother. I cried so hard, went to my parents' room and blamed God. It was one of the great storms that knocked us down, my own mother had all the responsibilities to shoulder; She brought us up with all the sufferings and pains She bore with them like a humble servant of all. My mother's mother continued to support us in many ways, She became part of our disciplined Christian formation; Her love for us was like a gauge of a mother's love, with interiority of faith and mission to think about the poor. Her role model in our family became a challenge for me. She impressed in my mind how to live as a responsible man; given the chance to explore my life in the world of today, undaunted by fear; encouraged by those who really dream. The painful spike in our journey as fatherless in the family, was the tragedy of envy and hatred that truly ruined us; Yet with an attitude of love and forgiveness deep inside, I would say that God never sleeps - to be of help to us. Along with my family relations who came into the picture, their soaring irritation and impatience to assist us heretofore, Just a lesson, a part of history that makes me recall in prayer, a gateway to reconciliation, a ministry to those in trouble. As themes on faith, knowledge, love and oneness with God continue to be the revelations of Christ in our journey as persons; I feel that he's never written in straight lines but rather in crooked ones, some of them are our own lines and living witnesses in this world. I really miss my own mother, my own father: my parents, in spite of their weaknesses and shortcomings as human beings, Their love and sacrifices for their children never failed, because they're sibling souls who knew about God's love for all.
She floats like a spirit on a journey wild She has been through many a trial She's never lost hope when the chips were down Always looking for the golden crown Evolving soul in a world so dark She finds the light , looking for the spark So down to earth, yet so out of reach In a world with little substance and belief In the things that matter to this Angel in flight Sorting through what's wrong and right She's no stranger to the strongholds of the other side And at times she wants to hide But this floating Angel won't give into the fear Because a Higher power draws her near Every time she falls to the ground In her heart she hears the sound Of his voice elevating her to the place she is destined to be When you look at her , you would say she's no different than you and me But inside she is dying to be free And because her heart is in the right place God has saved her with his grace One can only imagine wher she'll go from here Faith based hope dries her tears So she keeps searching as He refines her so This floating spirit will never let go Of her dream to change the world and do what's right She has the battle scars on her soul that proves she's won the fight...She's Journey Girl
If you look for the rainbow after the storm you will find That the struggle is because you were blind But when the scales are lifted you will see That even in the midst of the storm you are free And the rays of light become more brilliant each day It becomes clearer that this dark place is not where you will stay For the plans He has for you are so beautiful and real That nothing has the power over your soul to steal The peace and joy that is worthy for you to receive If you just look towards the light you will begin to believe That only He has lifted you out of that dreadful place He lifted you up with the power of His grace So now your journey begins with a tiny ray of hope But it's all you need, to see the scope Of the real picture painted before your eyes A work of art that can be seen only by the wise And how wise you've become because of the test You must pass before you can rest But once you fight that fight you are so much stronger than before You even begin to welcome more So you can be refined like a diamond in the rough Oh Lord, this journey seems so tough But you keep on searching for the love He promises to pour out to you The clouds are clearing the skies look blue And the sun is shining, shining so brilliantly upon your soul That you start to feel strong, you will not fold You'll continue the journey forevermore Because His love has brought you out of the storm and onto the shore So you lay so still as you look at all the blessings found in the beauty of His gifts And suddenly the darkness shifts To light and hope and strength and love And you know in your heart this can only come from the one above
11:21 PM 9/27/01 The Visit I sit in splendor amongst the sun Of an afternoon sky Surrounded I look below to see the stones Skyward proud they stand Some I know, most imagined All the quieter now Deer travel the fringes here Off to the East a bit Never to offend these resting souls Passersby in life In a moment of silence I sit...... Remembering How precious life can be How voices no longer heard Can resound within the soul Lighten the sky in brilliance Form clouds in shapes of love Me in the afternoon sun And you in my beating heart A reflection of the day
A few days ago your battle with MS ended And your last breath was drawn You peacfully closed your eyes And your final journey carried you Home. You went to be with your Saviour As he awaited you on His Throne Your struggles of this earth were over For He sent His Son to rescue you And gently placed you in His arms. Your body now so small and flare And with no strenght left to live... Accepted His out stretched arms And away He took you Departing as the Dove....... 'The Dove Thats' Controlled by God's Will' He carried you to see your earthly father Whom you lost suddenly as a very young man God knew how you had loved and missed him So He placed Mr. Luker right within your palmed hand. Your three sons ( the second of which I barred) Were all there with you When the 'Death Angel' Made It's way into the room. Each with tears of pain rolling down their cheeks Helplessly watching knowing nothing Could be done to keep their daddy from leaving that room Each trying to prepared themselves For what lay just hours ahead. They sat with each other As each one fought hard to be a strong man Each one knowing they were losing their daddy And also losing their best friend. Trying to remain strong for little sister Knowing she and her mom were on their way For they knew she was too young to understand And they would have to chose the right words to say. To tell her of ........ This 'Final Journey Home' and it's departure Of Life and Death.... The 'Journey' her daddy (and she must be told) Has aboarded and he has already left. Jimmy rest in peace now and move about in 'Your Heavely Home' You have lefted behind alot of 'Widsom and Knowledge' As you were struggling daily to live.... But accept your Rewards now and rejoy in the Lord..... You're in Heaven now..........Where there is no more pains.......... There is no more burdens.....There is no more worries....... It is finally all over. Look below now and see all is o.k. After all, don't you remember talking to and teaching your children And telling strangers About our Almightly God? And about the Lord? I will always remember you, Cecilia Jimmy died April 16, 2008 after 22 years of living with MS. He fought a hard battle till the end.
The vacuum between the stars didn't care. Much of it died silently. There were no tears. The spaces met each other by chance. Strangers rubbed together to become families without benefit of wisdom. We traveled with our crew of coincidental friends. We almost cared, but not quite. We were tied together by rules we learned late. With this crew we imagined a universe of life.
Until applicable law is enshrined, the ultimate right is defined. I am pillared now. Until my voice, speak as my voice, the world is lost. I am the celestial star that guides your path. Morpheus is divine. __________________| VERLENA S. WALKER PENNED ON JUNE 17, 2014! FOR SHINE WITH YOUR NAANI CONTEST!
Starting from scratch has never felt so Good I've been from the Burbs and now my life's the Hood Blessed needless to say- this journey has been one for the Record I've been pushed/ pulled/ torn but not Broken Im taking lifes trials and tribulations as a Golden Token I'll allow the things I go through in life to make me Better If that means I have to go through the storm to get to pleasant Weather I've learned to let go which is the hardest thing I've had to Do But I owe my life to God, not the family or even to You I am a woman with newly discovered Worth This journey I've taken has been filled with so much Hope The light of Life is now burning so Bright Took a lifetime of trials for me to get it Right Now I have God on my side and my Strength is Greater
Be your own explorer and see for yourself. There's lessons in all the world. In each blade of grass, and each flower petal. Flying off the tail of your coat, Hiding creative bandages. Papers full of words of life. Packing out your dingy jacket. And money is no object. Life is so short and is so briefly lived. That your out for living, trying to help, And dying in the end. Because your dreams were larger Than yourself or even others. You tried to save the world. But it's flying off the tail of your coat. As your riding into the sunset, Hiding creative bandages. Like papers floating in the sea. You sail away. As your journey lives on. On to the next person who needs our help. On to the next person who's soul is gone. Love is like the open ocean. Your a drop of water in it's hand. But someday, your journey, will end. You'll find some sort of resolution. Maybe, a pen in your hand. And finally, return home. You'll Leave the world, Flying off the tail of your coat. Hiding creative bandages. That you've kept threw land and sea. You've learned so much, throughout the years. So drop it out into the world. Your collection of creative bandages. You'll show for all of them to see. So Your journey may be said and done. But you'll always have your dreams. And those creative bandages. That you pray will save the world.
I never meant to start the struggle but we are where we want to be complete the puzzle I said i will never be broke but bread crumbles the pieces could satisfy ones hunger i'm too stubborn tho ask my brother If you knew my mother you'd know he's the favorite My sisters ok she's already made it I've always been the troubled one forget about it tho I get faded and don't like to talk about it so Theres no question if i'll ever change but for sure don't doubt me it wont stay the same My ways are different My passions driven by the lessons given Ghost ride the whip I don't like attention thats how i've always been Trip on the road i don't fly or swim I get high and fish for bait Im off the hook Do you feel my pain? Took me a while to understand my style My book is covered with a bunch of liars but the truth is naked and it likes to change Appropriate attire in the presence of every day that means I'm comfortable in any aspect Im coming from my past so i make sense My humor is a gamble watn to place a bet If you don't laugh its funny Give me some faith believe me you'll invest in faith Its interesting how you'll wait for faith When the jokes over it'll be too late Im free like willy on my way to faith Its a journey filled with choices life is not rape
GOD knew me when I was in my mother's womb HE framed me in the inner dark room When I was out, family was with smiley Shouts How fragile my life was with love and care But life with GOD was just not there. Gradually grown with parents help They did all to make my wealth Their Cares gave me loads of health Still can't find my LORD to dwell Once got the BIBLE in hand Journey started to read and scan Took time to understand But when SPIRIT helped me only then I can Life with GOD was beautifully seen How lovely was my steps and scenes Changed my life with pros and cons And journey with LORD was full of songs Life with GOD filled me with LOVE Transformed me inn and the seeds were grown Frictions headed in my life though To sparkle my life like a Diamonds Glow Yes pains were there but JESUS beside Journey with GOD was HOLY and Right Life with GOD is Full of Peace When family asked me where have I been My answer to them was sweet and clean Life with GOD is now Full of Roses My Message to ALL is FOLLOW JESUS ! :)))
The world is your oyster And you are the pearl Encased in you soft surroundings But still able to twirl. We are held inside this case To develop and grow Into the people we want to become To plant the seeds we want to sow. So, we take a blank canvas And place it in front of us To prepare a masterpiece, a painted picture Of hope, love, faith, and trust. The chalk a child so lovingly holds To make a pretty picture Soon becomes our paintbrush of life And takes us on an adventure. We pearls travel through the ocean To end up on the other side We become the people we wish to be When we journey through our lives. The chalk runs in cascades around us Mixing together our trials Making our world form as one Letting us travel for miles. The world is our oyster Providing us with a home For us, the pearls, to journey in Where we can become brilliant and well-known.
As I sit beneath a beautiful blue sky, in the light of day I contemplate my fate. As I sit beneath a beautiful blue sky, in the life of day I trace back my mistakes. As I sit beneath a beautiful blue sky, the sun full beam upon my face. I realise this is my time and place to hold onto grace.
The white tower reaches for the heavens a lighthouse in a motionless sea of grey Beckoning the road-weary traveller like a palm tree at a desert oasis While an ominous fence of black spears keeps the unwanted at bay
I stare out into this huge blue Sea, And the waves, well, they just carry me. My mind drifts so far away, Because the Ocean is where I lay! I'm off to never-never land once again, So take my hand and let this journey begin! I listen carefully to the Oceans roar, The waves, well they just help me soar. My mind relaxes with my day, Because the Ocean is where I always lay! I'm off to never-never land on a hunch for so much more, So take my hand and let's find new places we can both explore! I can see blue water with big fluffy white rolls, Waves, well they just capture my entire soul. My mind just helpless with my day, Well, it is the Ocean where I lay! Off in never-never land I can always see, A gigantic Ocean covering over me! Far away in never-never land near the Ocean is where I always lay. Lifeless in the sand is where I'll always be. So take my hand and be lifeless with me in the sand. Together, just you and me on our journey to never-never land, Just lifeless in the sand, together you and I and always we'll be hand in hand! © Copyright: 1997 Ann Rich
as a pastoral leader your journey can be prophetic or pathetic in life either you accept or reject the true mission as a servant of Jesus Christ if you allow people to pull the strings that can compromise you you'll be a pathetic leader in everything you attempt to do you'll be pimped by special interest groups and used by many others you'll be more of a hindrance than a help to your fellow sisters and brothers but to be a prophetic pastor in whatever you do or say you must make the people aware of what is truly God's way to shake them up, to wake them up and take them out of their comfort zone to move them beyond the walls of the church and show them the true power of the heavenly throne just be careful and cautious of some of those smiling faces around you the back stabbers and betrayers who want to disgrace and replace you to be prophetic as a leader on your journey of ministry go out into the neighborhoods to help the hopeless, homeless and hungry and then all the power that you'll need will come from the Lord God an anointing He will give you that will be perfect from the heart He's anointed you and now appointed you with a disciple's role It was for no other reason except that to Him you surrendered control you understood from the start that this mission wasn't just about you you were submissive to what is was that God desired you to do and in spite of all your flaws and all your imperfections God knew that your ministry would not be one of derilection He assigned you a mission to go forth and spread His word to make disciples of everyone that you encounter in this world He gave you the means, a sound mind and the power to go up against the evil at any given hour He instructed you to go empty-handed and step out on faith and trust in Him to provide all your needs on this journey you will take anointed, appointed, assigned and now it's time to announce your mission to tell the true gospel of Christ by taking on the Great Commission and if you come across anyone who is not of reception shake the dust off your feet as you leave as a testimony to their rejection on a prophetic journey as a disciple and pastor in your life let your journey be a mission that's a true reflection of Jesus Christ
I've had my fair share of nightmares, traumas and ghosts But the latter one is which hinders me the most Ghosts of the future, the present and ghosts from the past Ghosts that by now, their haunting it should not last Most of them are invisible and are hard for me to see But despite all that they cripple and bind me The pain intensifies, the loneliness still surrounds I cry invisible tears because there's no one around I'll smile and say yes that things are grand but deep down inside I'm dying in the quick sand I retrace my steps, take a look at my past To try to understand how this loneliness amassed When I was younger I wouldn't have imagined this my state I would have argued the decision and put forward my debate They say weeping may endure for a night, joy comes in the morning But all I get after a restless night, is more despair with no warning I pray for a change, but doubt steps in and wipes my hopes away I allowed my fear to break me down like some rotten clay The frustration, the nausea, the lack of self-belief Has left me feeling, I suppose emotionally weak But yet day after day when I think I won't survive My heart is still beating and my eyes glimpse a new day that's arrived I'm always being told that I'm strong and my valley I can face And that important achievements I gain I deem as commonplace Instead of walking by faith, I chose to walk by sight I didn't trust in God's power, I chose to trust my own might I decided didn't need my spiritual armour, to the battle I went bare And as for the two edged sword, when I looked in my hand it wasn't there Instead of being the head, I suddenly became the tail Then I wonder why sometimes my problems they still prevail I'm told I am above, yet I chose to live beneath And to the Lord my situation I did not bequeath Yes I've had my fair share of nightmares, traumas and ghosts As the future approaches, living in the past you can see me float
It seems as if it were like yesterday when the Latino community made their dwelling where they used to meet and celebrate on Sundays at St Paul's parish, the second home for them. Their gift of relationships and act of thanksgiving portrayed in many chapters of their involvements; their songs, laughters, and humble supplications reminded me of their belonging to a family of the faithfuls. Indeed, as I think of what we've built and formed especially in many occasions or sacred celebrations; I can't help but recall those mem'ries with inspiration that our journey must go on with God's mercy for all. The genesis of human formation, along with participation, provides us with a clear understanding of their culture; it's a languge of their customs and traditions as God's people, lived in an environment where there's caring and loving. I cherish the moments when we held the kids' confirmation, also, their first communion preceded by their catechetical instructions; such a milestone that everyone made it to turn up on these events, like a promise, a homecoming that God awaits us all. The eucharist that highlights our community gathering, makes us aware that Christ is always at the center of every individual's life and effort for thanksgiving this sacred meal is fundamental to family sharing. Well, as our parish merges with the parish of the Assumption changes, however, enable us to welcome them with openness; activities, along with the calendar of events that's in store for us, a journey of discovery, a process that will make us grow.
The timing was perfect The planets were aligned No doubt us meeting Was to a design When our eyes first met It was more than a spark For the fire of desire Could have lit up a park Though few words were spoken Deep down I knew The journey of my life Was a journey to you All things that had been They could be no more For everything must change When you open loves door
Do what you will Cause you won't win Body floating in the air Upon the non existence Slowly bearing all their sin All their black stares Black Hole Sun Here I come! Lost in a trance And mesmerized Forever once was Will never be mine But maybe in time My smile, once again will shine And my heart, will chime Light will shine within my eyes And my ears will never again hear lies! Do what you will Cause you won't win Here I come Right around that bend Speeding high Speeding low Dodging your everlasting nasty soul I still see that light at the end of that HOLE!
He gave me a strong impact, with his gift for immemorial gestures; he embraced the sick and handicapped he kissed the soil of the nation on his first vist. As an occupant of the Chair of St Peter, he brought the world, a message to everyone his defense for the poor, a substance to carry on as a church in her journey across cultures. The awesome volume of his writings, reveal the kind of pope he was as a theologian suffused with faith; as a philosopher endowed with reason. In his very person, he was charismatic as a teacher and defender of faith, he set new directions, left a legacy and continued the Roman Curia, multicultural. On themes expounded in his documents, speeches, homilies and reflections, he brought the Gospel vis-a-vis the Magisterium in all spheres that concern contemporary life. As the first non-Italian pope in 455 years, since the Netherlander Hadrian VI in 1552 and ever since his election to papacy, by any measure, he's a man for all seasons. Albeit, he'd his disappointments, his own share of sorrows over clergy in misbehavior – the scandal of sexual abuse, particularly in this nation, he remained firm and prayerful as a leader. In spite of his frailty, Parkinson's disease and other ailments he continued his journey with deep faith and sacrifice. his interreligious relations made a difference, he visited mosques, synagogues and convened those other leaders. He canonized saints more than 470 of them, he beatified more than a thousand men and women. such a milestone in the life of our Catholicism, the call to holiness woven in discipleship. He impressed believers of every faith with his greatness in many ways; like one of his favorite phrases, quoting what St Augustine once said, "Vobis sum episcopus, vobiscum christianus," he celebrated life, helped shape Christendom with analyses of countless human lives.
Up we go We can't go anywhere but up As we are changed from glory to glory We don't go backward It may feel like that But forward only we go Our ways are all planned out Feverously right and error free Fright not Fret not Drive by our fearless determination Finds our ways Go on Up and beyond Drive You and I
Chorus: I'm on a journey for the Lord. I'm on a journey for the Lord. I'm on a journey for the Lord. I'm on a journey for the Lord. VI. I may stumble, I may fall, but I'll be humble through it all. I'm on a journey for the Lord, I'm on a journey for the Lord. VII. When I'm lost He's by my side. When I'm down He lifts me up. I'm on a journey for the Lord, everyday and every night.
a man a lost soul deep within, beyond the flesh demons casting wicked army's of thoughts voices crowding corners of your mind a soul in war, evil over powering what once was pure at birth you abduct the innocence from the kindness of others, without an ounce of guilt you give with the anticipation of want you look upon other in poverty as a bur don to life you hold your blood driven riches as a symbol of victory i turn to you, flesh to flesh and say.... with all your riches, you sweet words of a predator in hunger I dint hold my self above you nor do I cast myself to your feet I am one of poverty in flesh to gain riches in the path of you.... i say.... do not drop pebbles to path the way for i, am on a journey where even the pebbles are the purest of gold. i have a long journey ahead of me, bumping roads may stumble me along the way.... but the outcome will be glorified I hold no animosity for all evil ways even poison-est snakes shed many layers of there skins
My Inspiration is from a close friend who is a single mother raising her kids with her faith in GOD. ON AUGUST 29,1966 GOD GAVE LIFE TO A LITTLE GIRL NAMED J.Elaine A., AS SHE WOULD GROW GOD HAD PLANNED OUT HER LIFE,EVERY MOVE WOULD BE HER STEPS TO LEARNING, SOME STEPS WOULD BE GREAT OTHERS SAD,SOME EASY WHILE OTHERS WOULD MAKE HER FALL,BUT NO MATTER WHAT THRU HER FAITH AND HER LOVE FOR HER FATHER GOD SHE WOULD STAND UP BRUSH HERSELF OFF AND CONTINUE HER JOURNEY AS SHE GREW OLDER THE STEPS BECAME FURTHER APART THE LIFE,RELATIONSHIPS,AND LOVE NOW HAVE TWIST AND TURNS BUT FROM THIS JOURNEY BLOOMED FOUR ROSES THREE PINK,ONE BLUE,GOD HAD BRITHED THRU HER HIS KIDS FOR HER TO TEACH ALL THAT SHE HAS LEARNED AND WILL CONTINUE TO LEARN,AS SHE WALKS FORWARD ON THIS JOURNEY LOCKING AWAY IN HER MIND THE MEMOIRS OF HER PAST HER JOURNEY IS ROUGH AT TIMES BUT THE ROADS ARE NOT AS BAD AS THEY ONCE WERE OCCASIONALLY THERE ARE SPEEDBUMPS TO TELL HER TO SLOW DOWN AND SEE ALL THE THINGS THAT HAVE BEEN ACCOMPLISHED TO RELAX AT TIMES AND TAKE IN ALL THAT GOD HAS GIVEN YOU.
A lonely grasshopper Although the contemplative may disagree, In late Autumn when leaves change A scented shade of pine pale torn brown; Within happiness shift change to sadness... Amidst the gait of timely hue A brash circumstance to fully cooperate Having no given sense of forbidden solace to relate; In full view of its silence; A lonely grasshopper reacts Within myraid currency for distant fervor in restoration, Now tired from its journey rests & waits; In full view of solace by which to delegate.... Although in time stregnth comes in numbers stealling thunder Amidst a surprising fall in compromise thought; A long line of twisted ambers falling asunder The firm swift call in delegation mixed with thorns; In a wooden chamber created within its waiting sphere, An illusion filled wit silent heavy members drew near, With pulsating madness running through my brain A bridge of hope to guide then suddenly elapsed in fear; I shed a single tear for want to draw near, In swift desolation a rest on a sofa Silence... Suddenly in full view the butterfly arise Emerging in figures of candles with triumph from its cacoon; In colors of lavender in mesh slight red with blue, It radiates a slight quiver in my head; At first frost the elimination of its timely plight, The cue for silence as we follow its light, To the natural man their is always a different way by which to understand, That destination which always seems right; With its elimination of truth, One is completeley forced to live by sight! In time, a lonely grasshopper is then eager, A search for order amidst its fire; The yearning quiver of its timely desire With thorns fully grown in the place of fear A soul twisted in vice can ultimately still draw near The lonely grasshopper still embraced its life's journey after all!
A circle of women standing strong for each other; Praying and interceeding even for our brothers. A mom who taught these women to pray and seek the Lord; To bring home a baptized church; which is you greatest reward. To minister to the hurting, to save a dying world, Was the teachings and believing of the wonderful Mrs. Pearl. We seek God's face and study His Word. We stand firm and flatfooted on what we have heard. We will not waiver, we will not be moved, For God has revealed, shown up and approved. Our purpose, our mission, being sisters of the faith; By His grace, mercy and peace, we will work in our place. And the Lord will be glorified and make all things good; For us...the mighty women of this Sisterhood. Dedicated to Mozelle, Irene, Lucy, Maleather and Me December 17. 2014 Five Wise Women
Death be not proud, for your hold over me is not withstanding, and your grip is weak. You'll not have my soul, though my body is already yours. I shall keep with me all that makes me absolute. Sickness and death shall recede from me and all that will be left is the greatness that once lived. Death is not the final destination, but the beginning of a new road less traveled by others. My journey is not at an end, only at an impasse. I will continue onto the next journey that awaits me. And as for Death, it shall to me be but an inconvenience, and nothing more. For Death will not be feared by me. Death is nothing but a notion amplified by the insane. An illusion told to bad children to make them behave.
It's the joy in one's mind that makes me stay The wonderful whispers as to what they say Love blows through the air passing me by The hunger of one's thoughts the passion in one's mind The pain in sorrow which happiness descends The love,hate,hunger and anger begins to blend I grow and mold into someone As I continue my journey of emotions for the one I love My journey of emotions keep moving along I must hold on to hope and keep love strong For the love in which I know exist Can only be taken if never given I am in search of love But longing for the real thing not one thats made up
On a abandon dirt road walks a man. Holes in his shoes and torn clothes. Been on a journey since before birth. But he won't stop until he fills his void. He has faced danger many times, shows no fear. But he owns just one fear. That of dying alone. Wind picks up on an already cold day. Clouds cast and he feels the rain start. And it shows no signs of stopping. They say that rain cleanses you. But as each drop falls, so does he. Deeper into his depression. And as suddenly as it began, sun comes out. He hears a distant but clear voice. Looks to the horizon, falls to his knees. A vision of beauty never seen before. Now he is transformed new once more. For the 1st time, smile forms, tear falls. And he knows his journey is complete.
Centuries of seeking yet never to find The one true soul that was like mine So many souls I have touched along my way Yet never one to take my hand or make me want to stay And so I walked through this journey with a smile and loving heart Still seeking that one true love to capture my heart Never feeling it was meant for me Never admitting the depth of loneliness in me You entered my path and somehow I knew My searching was over for I found the heart that is true Never speaking those romantic words But touching my spirit and soul where feelings speak volumes not just words My journey now is over as a single soul Now we follow the path together for we make each other whole Bonded in spirit, in soul and heart We now look to a new future,a new life and a new start
Our journey can take us on a mysterious path, one of happiness, and with Faith, it will last. Long is the trail, where love is forsaken, washed with the tears, of all the hearts one has broken. Forgiveness can bring forth, a new year of light, as your journey is redirected, and one still believes, with all their might.