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Jonah guardian angel
Great prophet
of Israel
teach me how to write
In God's path
You ran away from the Lord
On a passage
From a seaport
Of Joppa

God commands everything
On a ship
heading away
Everything in his creation
He blew upon the water
Sending a storm

Threatening to break
the ship asunder
A terrified crew
they began casting lots
Coming to the conclusion
Jonah was responsible

For the raging storm
He asked to be
Thrown overboard
Failing this
A small boat
from the ship

They began
rowing for the shore
The waves
they just kept
getting higher
Afraid of God

The sailors
Cast him overboard
Into a storm
raged sea
The water became calm
A sacrifice
they made

As the crew
swore vows
To God the almighty
Instead of drowning
Got swallowed
by a whale

In the belly
Jonah cried
Repenting with tears
In the Almighty
Lord's name
Praising him
to the highest

In poetic statements
salvation came from
The Lord Almighty
Inside the giant
Of a fish
For three days

God commanded
The whale
to vomit
The redundant prophet
On dry land

This he obeyed
His master's call
Walking through Nineveh's
Proclaiming in forty days
Destruction of the city
From the weather
To the whale

A supernatural rescue
On land his hair
bleached white
Ghostly his linen
From the whale's
stomach acid
His skin pale

Surprisingly
the Nineveh people
Believed Jonah's message
Wore sackcloth
Covering themselves
In ashes
Hiding in shame

Almighty God
Had compassion
Sparing them in his mercy
He did not destroy the city
One of wickedness
Israel's enemy
Spared

Stopping outside
the city to rest
God he provide
a vine
Shelter from the warm
Baking sun

Again he questioned God
Jonah was very angry
With the Almighty
Questioning
Why did he spare
the enemies
Sworn unto
Israel

Next day
God provided a worm
That ate into the vine
Withering and dying
Grew faint
in the sun
Jonah he complained again

God scolded
him severely
No concern
was shown for the vine
What about Nineveh
Population 120,000
lost souls
As the story goes

He spent three days
In the inside of a whale
The same length
Our Lord Jesus
In the tomb
You are the salvation
Of lost souls

Thinking he knew better
Than the Lord
Who shows mercy
With forgiveness
To all people
Who repent

In a life defying God
Speaking in openness
With all honesty
Wise is to obey
The one who loves
Us the most
praised
in the Heaven's

If I were to die, where would I go?
Could I fly, where everyone know?
Would I sleep for a little while,
And wake up to the King’s Isle?
What happens when I die?
Am I put in a hole, left staring at the sky?
Or am I burnt to a crisp,
Left to float on a wind wisp?
Will I feel the darkness of the hole?
What happens to my soul?
Am I a ghost or am I whole?
Will I feel the fires of civilization,
As it burns me beyond my nation?
I wonder if the fires are worst than Hell,
Could a priest say? Please pray tell.

Could they tell me what really happens?
Or just preach one of the omens?
Would they ask if I believe in Jesus Christ,
And doubting Him is well high-priced?
I highly think they would,
Still leaving me misunderstood.

But where do I go when I die?
Do I get to say goodbye?
Am I forced to watch life go by?
People calling but I cant reply?

Do I awake to another time I wonder,
Life's trials left again to encumber,
From death to birth, I’m born younger.
Past forgotten in my deep slumber.

I bet I would enter this sort of darkness,
That would choke me with its starkness,
It would envelope me in a kind of harness,
The feel of my senses making it enormous,
Like a world of its own, with no amount of harmony,
It would be just the darkness and me,
Or is it the darkness in me?

What happens to me….when I die?

The path that leads past heaven
and far beyond the highest god-realms
runs straight from the spot
where we happen to be standing
It is mysterious and invisible
to minds befogged by concepts
such as good and evil
light and dark
going and arriving
self and other
is and is not

To perceive it requires
the seeing beyond sight
the hearing beyond sound
The truth is grasped
when the mind in its stillness
reaches the no-place beyond thought
Knowledge is discarded
Wisdom remains
God and no-god are found to be identical

No mental concept is involved
only experience
-a unique perception
joy-bestowing
that leads to imperturbable tranquillity
to recognition of the beauty
inherent in every flower
in every grain of dust
cement or dung
and to unqualified liberation
from the human state
The experience is nameless
being luminously perceptible
but utterly beyond description
This is the way of mysticism

Unfortunately
everything pertaining to mysticism
lies beyond definition and description
Transcending logic
it deals with truth
that is attainable only
by direct intuition
The Taoist Lao-tzu says of it:
He who knows does not speak
He who speaks does not know

What a pleasant surprise as I open my eyes to the light of a new born day; It thrills me to know that as I go he will tell me what to say.
A the day moves along and I sing. Him the songs that are buried deep in my heart; Oh what a blessing to feel Him there resting knowing he will never depart.

As night falls again and I sit in the den and praise Him for all He has done.

I smile and relax as I read of the facts all this is because of His Son

Would you like to eat at the table of love?
Would you like to eat at the table up above?

Just think of what a glorious time we're going to see.
Especially when that gate swings open because we have the key.

This key will open many things. Right now and later on.
The way to receive this key is to be new born.

This key is the secret to each and everything.
It even opened my voice to allow me to sing.

I discovered not long ago it opened my eyes.
And showed me how my life was one big pack of lies.

Wow! What a difference this key has made in me.
Its guaranteed to last forever and its not just made for me.

The secret of getting it is to place it in your heart.
Then watch out and be prepared for a brand new start.

Then prepare for the table there. It's there for you and me.
And when we feast upon it. His face at last we'll see!

What a reward for a simple act. And this is based on fact.

Jesus is Lord He is the key!
He is my Saviour. With this do you agree?
Written by Sonny Wolfe. 4-17-89
In memory of my brother....

From the beginning I was told I should not be alive
So from that point I did my best to bloody survive
And although I look just like a usual man
Its taken more to do the best that of what I can
Not like others, my own race did not start when they fired the gun
I had my own battles, yeah o.k. I had won,
but from that day forward I have felt right out pegged
like athletes that seem to have me! and I am out legged
and times disappearing, where did it go
I know my ends nearing but I don't want to know
and when I'm broken down and beat up and left in despair
I just want to know my father, will you be there

It may be measured by an inch
Or measured by a mile
The amount we can put up with
Will not always make you smile
I hate my shortcoming such
They always make me feel sore
But what really irks me as much
Is when I hate someone else’s more

In the nights sky the light you seek shall shine like a golden sun you need not say a word for all your worries and sins with in shall be washed a way the birth of a new and better day awaits the spark of life and forever lasting love shall blow through your soul and spread far across the land and never be broken

Hated for virtue steady
Upheld faith rarely knew
His world wasn’t ready
For His love shining through
The taunts and heavy lashes felled
The accusations all untrue
Senseless, unjust mob swelled
Every punch and slur they threw
‘Jesus’ was heard.

Lord,
I come to You thirsty for Your Mercy and Grace,
Tormented and humbled, naked and ashamed.
Just a man stripped of his armor and all of his pride,
But I always knew I stood as a child in Your eyes.
I will not ask for Your forgiveness ever again,
For I know that He has already died for my sins.
I took You for granted and sought to do this on my own,
But Lord I now see I can't do this on alone.
The more my directions led me further away from Your light,
The more I felt empty from this raging sea thats inside.
I am asking for shelter and peace to make the seas calm,
My punishments well deservered, but I know that it had to be done.
Humility before Honor brings me back to that place,
The beginning of Hope to see Your perfect face.
Please give me my wings for just a moment of flight,
Im no longer the weak one whose spirit cowards from fight.
Lead my footsteps to Wisdom, but let my heart become free,
Forever Your son and like Him I will be.