Most Commented Religion / Spirituality Poems (1,340)

Cosmological stirrings
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Darkness upon the
face of the deep
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Transcendent intervention
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Movement with intention
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No apology worth the mention
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Naturalistically divine
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Blazing worlds to shine
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Reasons introduction
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DNA's instruction
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Natures reproduction
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Conscious mind deduction
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Organic inovation
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Molecular institgation
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Empirical verification
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Eternal manifestation
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Time for destination
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Destination for time
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Solid and liquid unite
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Mathematical delight
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Origins neatly arrayed
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Spirit thoroughly displayed
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Habitation intact
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Breath of life is fact
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Homo sapiens appear
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Lawless world in fear
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Flaming swords are near
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Purification broken
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Sacifice to token
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Redemptive history begins
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Destrution of our sins
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Hold back the four winds
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Until the full number appears
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Fill the cup of violence
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Hades taking reservations
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Great gulf divided
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No one can cross over
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A new name is written
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Death and decay is smitten
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The jester manifested
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Evil tried and arrested
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Wisdom is vindicated
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LET THERE BE LIGHT!

The Grace of God is a wonderful art;
He painted His plans and knew from the start.
That everyone needs a person to love,
And the sketch is drawn for each from above.

The Artist as He sketches on high,
As a boy and a girl let out their first cry.
And though they are small and can’t understand,
They’re drawn together by unseen hands.

Living and Learning gives each other their own style,
And Heavenly hands brush them through each trial.
They work through their perspectives on life,
Bringing them closer to husband and wife.

Whispers of love they now share together,
And in a church they promise forever.
For God created the two to be one,
And, For now, the Artist’s design is done.


By Andrew Dickinson

Come with me to days gone past
Before the world was formed
I will tell you how it came about
The land and all the creatures

The sky was dark, no sun or stars
And nothing there below it
From out of nowhere came the snake
Twas Gundahwandi, Life Giver

From her mouth the stars spewed forth
Lighting up the heavens
From her belly she laid the eggs
It was the sun and the planets

Back and forth, round she slithered
All around she wove her magic
Plants and animals all came into being
And man her greatest creation

The deed was done, round she looked
All she saw pleased her
Was time for rest, her job was done
The rest was left for mankind

You who condemn us and sentence us to death
Do you even know us or our soul's intent
No longer do we live under law of Moses
But by God's Grace all has been forgiven
Not just forgiven but we've been justified
So lift your head out of sin, doom and gloom
To twirl and dance with the joy of Grace
And into the presence of the Father we come

Who can really calculate the value of a soul?
Who can truly estimate their weight as precious gold?
When people try to add it up, they can’t begin to start
for they judge by mere appearance, but God looks within the heart
We say this one’s intelligent, we say that one’s too thin
Too fat, too small, too young, too tall, but God says, “look within”.
Each soul is unique and different; fearfully and wonderfully made.
Their cost far above worldly price, for our God’s own life was paid.
So next time when you see out there, the lame man on the street,
His price was worth the highest cost of the nails in Jesus’ feet.
..and the one you might see drinking, some poor man with money spent,
yet Jesus’ life was given so this sinner can repent.
The lives out there who are hurting, sometimes we turn a deaf ear,
yet when Jesus sees their crying, He wipes away their tear.
We need to be more like Him. We should not hold a grudge.
For if you start to judge them, you’ll find God to be your judge.
So let the love of Jesus shine, let His mercy be your goal,
for it’s God’s will that none should perish-
That’s His value for each soul!!!

Peace that dimly shines
Arrives like morning light
On cloudy days
Hope for all refines
Watchful hearts to sight
Its parting rays
Love for life confines
Our enemies not fight
A hateful craze
Charity combines
Grace an undivided right
With peaceful ways

Touch not this heart
with a judgement I
cannot handle
Send me not into
outer darkness
Let my soul never
see the sadest night
of life
Only let me know the
glory of your
salvation
In this truth shall
I rest~

I have done my share of falling down
i have battled through the rough
i found the strength inside me
for i believed in the path i took.

I have felt the kiss of betrayal
i have turned the other cheek
only to have the other side kissed
with lies and deceit.

I have layed bare and naked
garmets removed against will
but still i stood with head held up
i have no shame in mans sin.

I have worn the crown of mockery
being whipped by some for who i am
watched whilst others defied me
oh the shame of cowardly man.

As i sit here upon my mountain
do to me now your very worst
and forgive for i do know what i do
when i lift my eyes and you i curse.

Still, i lay myself in your mercy
with outstretched arms as if but instead i cry
be it as angel or as person
let thy will be done..let me fly.

Spiritual but not religious
what does it really mean
This claim is quite prevalent
on today's scene

Is it just a new age fad
or is it contradictory
If in fact it is the latter
then what is the discrepancy

Religion has divided a person
into body, mind and spirit
It claims it seeks the spirit's welfare
and is sincere about it

If religion really deals with the spirit
then why is there such a fuss
that many still continue to claim
they are spiritual but not religious

He could no longer distinguish
the different voices -
the merry voice from the weeping voice
the childish voice from the manly voice
They all belonged to each other
the lament of those who yearn
the laughter of the wise
the cry of indignation and groan of the dying
They were all interwoven and interlocked
entwined in a thousand ways
And all the voices
all the goals
all the yearnings
all the sorrows
all the pleasures
all the good and evil
all of them together was the world
All of them together was
the stream of events
the music of life
When he did not listen to the sorrow or laughter
When he did not bind his soul
to any one particular voice
and absorb it in his self
but heard them all
the whole
the unity
then the great song of a thousand voices
consisted of one word
OM - perfection

From that hour
Siddharta ceased to fight against his destiny
There shone in his face
the serenity of knowledge
of one who is no longer confronted
with the conflict of desires
who has found salvation
who is in harmony
with the stream of events
with the stream of life
full of sympathy and compassion
surrendering himself to the stream
belonging to the UNITY of all things