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Although silent I’m not without thoughts or words, they live in my head waiting to break free. Searching for the heroes in my own life story of passage and redemption, I reclaimed my faith and found God. Silence is not golden when suffered in defea
You once said the moon would sleep reflections of a mood so deep altered states we loved to keep in boxes painted blue Was only us who knew? How the corn fields danced to songs sung by the wind and grass and how your naked body held the highl
I could not think of a title but one that took me to that place as I planted a dying crape myrtle in my back yard.
with apologies to Rob, I contemplate others irations (I know it's not a word...) but have worked on this awhile and WISH to get others views. I don't think it belongs on a forum or blog...but I have been wrong before. I don't see it as actually religious.
At the break of dawn as the sun shatters the sky Dissolving the last vestiges of night Bringing forth a new day, a new hope I am there In the mid of the day when the sun beats down Drying and baking the ground When the heat haze covers the la
TO ALL THE TROUBLED SOULS WITHIN OUR UNIVERSE..
just is
THIEVES This agony, like nothing before I'm hanging on a cross If only I had led a better life Here I'd not be My friend and I, thieves we are This way to die our lot But him, the one called Jesus What had he done for this The soldie
Just wondering,when everything in this World,looks to go to pieces
There is no God higher than the Truth and as Buddha said "don't believe in what other tell you, not even in me, find the Truth by your self". Friedrich Nietzsche, very popular by modern Philosophers,put Humans into two categories,the Slave and the Mad man and with that he was meaning, that majority of Humans follow everything what is told to them, they are just believers and their minds are like Slaves. On the other hand are the few Mad men,who broke down the old and start the new directions, they are the one who bring in all the new inventions and dig into the unknown, they don't care about standards or roles, they take the risk, go into the chaos and bring out something new. Nietzsche by him self died in the end as insane, so he was by him self a extreme Mad man. In the life there are always some extraordinary Humans that explore deep into them self and find from there the Truth and then can give a new direction to whole the Humanity on the level in the time of living. One very extraordinary man was C.G.Jung, the inventor of collective unconscious, who's Father was a Priest. He went trough many years of Hell in trance experiences,as can be read from his,"The Read Book" that came out some years ago. In that time he had even doubt by him self,if he was crazy, but in fact he had to clean himself from doctrines to be born as a baby, after first diving to the depth of himself and earning the wings to fly to the stars and to become a Human that understood about our psyche and other things, more than anybody before him. There are always, from time to time some brighter Souls, with bigger wings than anybody from before, to come and clean out the next layer of the shadow and show us more of the light of the truth. The fundamental still is, that before the next step is reached, there is always first a dive deeper into a wrong direction, before we broke us free from chains and take on the flight.
I find it hard to agree with westerners and their religions that chide Africa that the God we worship is a God with a small letter 'g'.
I think God has got no name. He will not refuse to answer a widow's cry even if her tongues mistakenly calls Him Allahovah instead of Jehovah, Allah or Budha. I also believe that God is everywhere. He is too big for the box or a cathedral - not even the Basilica in Rome can contain His awesome essence.
Full moon glowing Wind howling Knock, knock Four corners unlock I realized It's the GODS who made me Not the Gods I made Thank you Mommy and Daddy!
She's my ex-wife now...
Mighty Eagle with wings of gold conquered from within by a voice so smooth and cold. A shepherd from the east that no one knows from whence he came had a vision to be sold. The flock now in chains with seeds of doubt as watchful eyes are al
You would think it's all about negativity in this poem. But I really felt good while I was writing this. It a bit of a Spiritual Poem.
This is the Entity that I believe in, but he is much more than a mere god.
Memories. If they all came at once...
For the Demon came to me one and night asked me if i wanted to give up my spirit for my poetry. I told him i have faith that GOD will set my poetry free for all to see. I tell HIM the LORD has my back and will show me the way to my life's
A day like to day oblivious to all all is all...or nothing before have we gone for it now and gave it our best. What is the reality or is it nothing at all? Are we, ourselves or something just made from bits of others of this and that why does
Muslims, Christians and even Jews you know your holy books aren't true, There is no god of Abraham, Man made god not god made man No taking snake, no Adam no Eve All those stories are make believe No fall from grace no Cain no Able, It is al
The other day a friend placed a challenge in front of me...what would Jesus find if He was to walk the streets of Adelaide today...both good and bad...I hope you enjoy the resulting piece of work...thank you
Ynys Metcauld Lindisfarne (Island Of Winds) © D Heckels Permissum nos ostendo vos videlicet niveus lux lucis Suo nos ut capimus ut fuga Per pacis quod diligo in a niveus niveus dove Mos ostendo vos via ut Olympus supremus. Wit
Smoke rises up from the cold as it lays thick all around you letting it close you in. The different shades of gray and white lay around me. The smoke feels like it is surrounding you and pulling you off the ground towards heaven's gates wh
done under my previous serpico12
just off the top of my head.
As our spiritual journey unwinds we all find ourselves intertwined So what is your role in the journey of my soul What is the goal and the price of the toll Just let me know which way to go so i can grow
When all seems to fall short, it's because we sometimes stray off of the path that God has for us but He is merciful & kind; so tis true that He knows of all our short comings... May God continue too bless all that believe & recieve...
This story is NOT based on true events, just testing out my poet skills, please comment if you like it.
God is here
The night sky looms in like a soft veil draping over trees along the trail. Clouds seem to drift silently but speak volumes of heavenly tales. A twinkle of light dances in the night the air cool blowing from left to right. Walking delicately
In peace I sit in reverence of the universe As I contemplate the Heavens as it expands it's silent beauty declaring the handiwork of a maker with many faces and names. I watch the moon laugh as it waxes and wanes. To consider the stars that twi
For the homeless man who eats out of a can as he wonders where is God's hand to carry him through the shame of the day and cold bitter nights? I can speak of this for at one time I was one such man. Many who drive by tend to deny it's reality an
When we hand over our hurts to GOD, he binds and heal our wounds…..you also hand over your offenders to him to deal with…..GOD always protects us by cushioning the fall…
I'm in the library just thinking and these are my thoughts.
Once in awhile I find a song that is gold I try to share it but it gets ignored It's ok if the only one who knows about it is the Lord One in awhile I find love I try to reveal it from within my heat but it gets ignored But it's ok if the only
To our loved ones we tell no lie With our neighbors our voice not high From all the joys and luxuries We are content with blue sky On wrong doers a watchful eye With good friends we share our pie To injustice, sorrow and pain "Not our busi
Wrote 7 years ago . Just in less than I/2 hour
A PARABLE you see is a story from GOD to thee. He wants you to understand his word and heaven, hand in hand. Read one for me and tell me is that not GOD telling you a STORY.
I wrote this poem because I to would look outside myself looking for that Perfect love to love me and for me to love. One day I discovered that If I invested emotionaly and spiritually in God that all would fall into place. And it did. I'm still a work in progress but life is so much better knowing that God wants the very best for me and I trust Him to do just that.
this is a christian poem- talking about each person's value in the sight of God- which is usually far above what people might think of each other based on what they see.
In a moment. In the twinkling of an eye. At the last trump. For the trumpet shall sound. And. The dead shall be raised incorruptible. And. We. Shall. Be. Changed. I Corinthians 15:52
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