poetic edda
It is a stanza in the poetic edda
Anew
With its promise of hope and renewal may this season be a blessing to all!
Who shall separate Us from Your love?
Love of God is strong into Us.
La Presencia De Dios !
I feel presence of God in me...
Freedom
Wonderful Poem Spiritually by Andrea Pangos and and after My thought Spiritual-Poem of Freedom..
The Rainbow of The Loa
A poem about the magic of the Loa, spirits that inhabit both this world and the next, and the miracles that such spirits can perform. (I originally posted this at the Starlite Cafe poetry site back in 2010, under the name Grailknight777.)
Elemental Six
Come back with me to the dawn of time, to a temple on a distant world across the sea of stars. Allow me to introduce you to the Elemental Six, who were elemental spirits of tremendous power and influence. (I originally posted this at the Starlite Cafe poetry site back in 2010, under the name Grailknight777.)
Wisdom of the Lost World
A glorious declaration of the Gnostic side of my beliefs, enhanced by my own past-life memories. Truly, the Goddess would be proud of it! (I posted this at the Starlite Cafe poetry site this year, in 2011, under the name Grailknight777.)
Shalom..
poem in Hebrew Peace ....
Yeshua
Yeshua - Jesus in hebrew...
El Shaddai
El Shaddai- God Almighty poem of worship For God Almighty, by an unknown poet. Halleluja!!
Never Alone
There is hope for the weary, joy for the sad, love for the loveless. There is life for the burdened, peace for the soul a road to wholeness Jesus our hope for the traveller for all on life's turbulent sea. A cross is there a soul t
A Place for worries
Cast all your cares give Him your worries He has the shoulders to bear them away Who can you find who always would do this, day after day until time is no more? When we find no one to listen about all our troubles it has often been said
Jesus
I was stuck. He lifted my head up. I saw the sun, on the field I run. The life returned, into the soul of the hurt. He recognised me, and I felt self-esteem. I was loved, and the stars up far, shone on me bright, life was worth the
Drops in the fall
We’re paper mache people whose balloons have burst unnoticed Laughing though we’re all unsure exactly what the joke is A costume party where the guests forget where they begin Becoming clones of cliches from the ads whose themes we sing The tailo
Invitation
Faith is the hand that leads you, to a place where truth is Truth has beauty truth has answers no deception are found in her Love embraces find those traces lead us to God by faith our eyes will see.
Home Is Where God Is
Take us to a place, where envy ceases to be green, and tears of joy upon a face, blue no longer from pain it's seen. Where bruising hearts of purple never happens, grey the strength of stone that never dies, and the colour red covers all our
The Glue of the Galaxy
Failure, is the wrong road, when you have a long long way to go. Danger, is the darkness, when you're too far away from home. Precious, is the moment, that can take away your breath, when, in a second of that same moment, you could have nothing
I Have A Friend
I have a friend who died for me, who rose again, who set me free. Freed from sin and every flaw, and all the empty reasons I lived for. Tiny dreams and short lived laughs, just puny drops of life's big glass. On a deep blue
The Tears I Cry
Standing in a field of flowers, wide eyed under your evening sky on the inside just a desperate dessert dying from the devils lies. How loud should I shout? How dirty should these knees become, until you see what true life's about, until you can t
Sir, Think Again
God is in the business of changing things… Changing situations of the nations and its people. Changing purposes and the goals that we all reach for, changing entire lives and one's twisted perceptions, and replacing life's lenses from one's shade
Lord please forgive me!
just seeking the lord!
Angels Without Wings
I wrote this poem for a Poery contest at all poetry dot com. It won a SILVER award. Enjoy. xx
Cosmic Dream
A poem about the necessity of evil to define good, and of darkness to define light. The universe would be poorer without both sides! (I posted this at the Starlite Cafe poetry site in 2010, under the name Grailknight777.)
Celestial Secrets
A journey beyond light, beyond darkness, deep into the mysteries of Luciferian Mysticism. (I posted this at the Starlite Cafe poetry site in 2010, under the name Grailknight777.)
Solomon
Tribute to King Solomon..and his (ECCLESIASTES).
I take the Merciful One's shape
more beautiful words from Nesimi, to follow from yesterday.
ANGELS
hope this write came out good. but this was a little joke i told my brother tried to put it in a poem don't know if this worked or not as a poem.
Disgrutled Catholic
I went to a Catholic church from 1972-1987, 1994-1996, 1999-2001. Since I was adopted at 3, I remember my baptism, and remember crying my head off when they poured the water on my head.
Untitled
written may 27th. 2011 in a moment of reflection on the souls temporary experience in a human body...
God Over Us
God over us like hard rock covering land mollusks, shielding them from tropic sun (like hell raging on Gomorrah) and velvety ocean breeze carrying salt to season coconut water. Zebra type, like a leopard’s stubborn spots, Shun the selfles
COSMIC INTIMACY
Connection and intimacy is the inspiration of this poem.
No Monkey Business
Monkeys were never us; our entrance is more than theory. I came standing erect and complete. The dust was to indulge (except of the tree) in the place provided, where the voice walked in the cool of the day. Leopards and lambs, like Pup
Alpha/Omega
CREATION IMPRESSIONS
Muir Woods 2
A Haiku poem: A Japanese lyric verse form having three unrhymed lines of five, seven, and five syllables, traditionally invoking an aspect of nature or the seasons. In nature there is no good or evil. It's non dualistic. Inspired by Joseph Campbell.
I am awake and alive !
this is exactly how I am feeling
Purity, Oh Purity
Purity, Oh purity, where has she gone? Banished from home, and where she belongs. Once a precious stone, now tarnished to bronze. A more beautiful and fairer face, there never was. Where could she be, oh miss purity? Purity, my purity, clothed
we´re a blessing song
only you make me better, altought -I admit- I´m a little rebel, you always beg for someday I´ll can to change, I´d like to think of other way, give all for you, and my promises are dead leaves, I always finish to lose, my dices are cheats, my gam
....All....
Is there more of all...?
Reality
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
In the Name of the Vicar
Vanguard in death and deception, Innocent hearts heed to his illusion. Cry Mama Africa, cry for your children. Angels with dark countenances are raised against them. Rise black man, awake from your slumber, Inactivate the medium that is deceivin