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Defining the difference
R emaining on the dark side of
E nlightenment.
L iving in
I gnorance of the truth within the word
G od has spoken.
I nstilling fear, while
O ppressing all understanding of the true
N ature, which is spirit.
S oul's journey along an ascended
P ath toward enlightenment.
I ntegrity and
R ighteousness lead the way, converting
I gnorance and fear into
T ruth and
U nderstanding.
A scending into the
L ight, fear is erased
I gnorance replaced by
T ruth. God's wisdom and understanding are
Y ours, throughout eternity.
E nlightenment.
L iving in
I gnorance of the truth within the word
G od has spoken.
I nstilling fear, while
O ppressing all understanding of the true
N ature, which is spirit.
S oul's journey along an ascended
P ath toward enlightenment.
I ntegrity and
R ighteousness lead the way, converting
I gnorance and fear into
T ruth and
U nderstanding.
A scending into the
L ight, fear is erased
I gnorance replaced by
T ruth. God's wisdom and understanding are
Y ours, throughout eternity.
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Posted: Jul 2009
About this poem:
Just thought I'd try to answer the question of how people can be spiritual but not religious. There is a defining difference.am i in the right line?
I was offered five scoops
of ice cream
at the Table.
Couldn't help but notice few others were.
Some were offered six, and i saw one poor woman
who only got a spoonful.
each tub was clearly labled,
not with flavors, but traits.
hmm.
"Two of quick wit,
one each of stamina, patience anf fortitude. Please.
"very good sir."
can you believe that?
"Sir."
of ice cream
at the Table.
Couldn't help but notice few others were.
Some were offered six, and i saw one poor woman
who only got a spoonful.
each tub was clearly labled,
not with flavors, but traits.
hmm.
"Two of quick wit,
one each of stamina, patience anf fortitude. Please.
"very good sir."
can you believe that?
"Sir."
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Posted: Jul 2009
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Too Many Tears
Too Many Tears
Shedding tears can never be free
a price must always be paid,
no obvious heartache can you see
until the first teardrop is laid!
When a tear rolls because of mirth
it’s without a thought or will,
falling to expand the laugher’s girth
until in relief the flow is still!
From death comes the darkest fears
that a loss we can never retrieve,
yet in death there are too many tears
of those who can never believe!
Soul searching begins if death is near
for those who are left in grief,
yet in the end all souls become free
to be at one with their own belief!
sonofadam
Shedding tears can never be free
a price must always be paid,
no obvious heartache can you see
until the first teardrop is laid!
When a tear rolls because of mirth
it’s without a thought or will,
falling to expand the laugher’s girth
until in relief the flow is still!
From death comes the darkest fears
that a loss we can never retrieve,
yet in death there are too many tears
of those who can never believe!
Soul searching begins if death is near
for those who are left in grief,
yet in the end all souls become free
to be at one with their own belief!
sonofadam
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Posted: Jul 2009
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Don't stop...
Don't stop to belive that this world will be better
Don't stop to believe u will find a true love forever
Don't stop to belive u will find and sincere people.
Don't stop to smile even life is hard with u.
Don't stop to belive people people will be better
Don't stop to belive one day the wars will finish
Don't stop to belive u will be the winner.
Don't stop to dream all these one day will be reality.
Don't stop to believe u will find a true love forever
Don't stop to belive u will find and sincere people.
Don't stop to smile even life is hard with u.
Don't stop to belive people people will be better
Don't stop to belive one day the wars will finish
Don't stop to belive u will be the winner.
Don't stop to dream all these one day will be reality.
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Posted: Aug 2009
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For all people who hope and dreamGOD IS NOT DEAD
God is not sleeping…. And I’m not DEAD
Thank You LORD for another day. I was consumed by my losses; I didn't notice the gentleness of your spirit as I pressed through the hardness of life as I saw it. But it is life, I have learned to live it and embrace it as you have granted it. The hurt, the embarrassment was so intense; I couldn’t see the grace, the love the tolerance you provided as you guided me through the valleys and shadows of self-fulfilling prophecies of self defeat.
Thank you LORD, I know you are not sleeping; you were always there as you are now in the mist, supporting and guiding me through the dark places to bring me up on the other side of the mountain. I was too steeped in self pity to see your grace; I concentrated on the problems instead of relying on you to see me through.
LORD thank you for not sleeping
Thank You LORD for another day. I was consumed by my losses; I didn't notice the gentleness of your spirit as I pressed through the hardness of life as I saw it. But it is life, I have learned to live it and embrace it as you have granted it. The hurt, the embarrassment was so intense; I couldn’t see the grace, the love the tolerance you provided as you guided me through the valleys and shadows of self-fulfilling prophecies of self defeat.
Thank you LORD, I know you are not sleeping; you were always there as you are now in the mist, supporting and guiding me through the dark places to bring me up on the other side of the mountain. I was too steeped in self pity to see your grace; I concentrated on the problems instead of relying on you to see me through.
LORD thank you for not sleeping
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Posted: Aug 2009
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THE LIGHT
Oh man of sin
Why do you turn away from God,
and look back out of the corner of your eye
to see if He is still watching?
Why are you afraid to see yourself in His light?
Can you not feel the warmth of that light on your back?
Can you not see that light reflected on the faces of those
that are headed towards it?
As you move away from that light
isn't the shadow in front of you a reminder
of the darkness of your soul?
How long can you walk on?
And when you seek to rest from the heat of that light
isn't the olive tree you shade yourself under
nourished by that very same light?
When that light fades into the mountain
are you assured of it's return?
Or that it will give you another opportunity to enjoy it?
Do not the sparrows themselves rejoice
at the return of the light?
Singing to awaken you from your sleep
And when you finally awaken and find you are thirsty
and cry out for water
will not rain be sent to satisfy that thirst?
And as you drink and are filled
will not weakness from your journey be replaced by strength?
And when you have been washed by the waters and you no longer thirst
will you not see the pathway clearer than ever before?
So that you could see that you were headed in the wrong direction
And when you turn to face that light that shines over the mountain
will you not find an inner peace and a confidence that
that light will guide you home?
Why do you turn away from God,
and look back out of the corner of your eye
to see if He is still watching?
Why are you afraid to see yourself in His light?
Can you not feel the warmth of that light on your back?
Can you not see that light reflected on the faces of those
that are headed towards it?
As you move away from that light
isn't the shadow in front of you a reminder
of the darkness of your soul?
How long can you walk on?
And when you seek to rest from the heat of that light
isn't the olive tree you shade yourself under
nourished by that very same light?
When that light fades into the mountain
are you assured of it's return?
Or that it will give you another opportunity to enjoy it?
Do not the sparrows themselves rejoice
at the return of the light?
Singing to awaken you from your sleep
And when you finally awaken and find you are thirsty
and cry out for water
will not rain be sent to satisfy that thirst?
And as you drink and are filled
will not weakness from your journey be replaced by strength?
And when you have been washed by the waters and you no longer thirst
will you not see the pathway clearer than ever before?
So that you could see that you were headed in the wrong direction
And when you turn to face that light that shines over the mountain
will you not find an inner peace and a confidence that
that light will guide you home?
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Posted: Aug 2009
About this poem:
This is inspired by the observation that the human race is inclined to avoid the unavoidable, that being their recognition of and their accountability to their maker and creator, GOD.
To have a car
To have a car
To travel to go far
Places to seek and find
To be free to dash about to go near and far
The simple joys of freedoom to travel in a car
Oh what luxury to have a car
The standing on the pavement waiting for the next bus the cold the Damp the rain oh waht joy it is to have a car
Places i could go to the coast i could go spain for holidays travling By car to grannies house, travel in car, a lotus i would like but ill Settle for a decent car one with an engine not two pedals for a car
The kids in the back the dog and budgie all travelling in the car
Oh what luxury it is to travel in a car
To travel to go far
Places to seek and find
To be free to dash about to go near and far
The simple joys of freedoom to travel in a car
Oh what luxury to have a car
The standing on the pavement waiting for the next bus the cold the Damp the rain oh waht joy it is to have a car
Places i could go to the coast i could go spain for holidays travling By car to grannies house, travel in car, a lotus i would like but ill Settle for a decent car one with an engine not two pedals for a car
The kids in the back the dog and budgie all travelling in the car
Oh what luxury it is to travel in a car
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Posted: Aug 2009
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An Angel On Earth - The Decision (Part 2)
As she pondered her time on Earth
She wondered why God set upon her this curse
To show her the suffering of the human race
She decided to go back to that filthy place
This time she would have some important things
Her brilliant white robe and feathered white wings
She would appear to the people in an aura of gold
The nature of the visit noone needs to be told
She will promise people only the truth
Her saint-like presence should be enough proof
And talk of being a child of The Lord
And that each and every person is adored
The angel would talk of her sacred home
Where angels stand together and are never alone
If they turn their back without even a glance
They are not lost, it's not their last chance
God does not hate, it is not his way
Do not worry, even if you have been led astray
Now, the time has finally come
So little time, so much to be done
She would start with His work one bit at a time
She would go to the people, she would give them a sign
The sign would be of harmony and love
Sent straight down from Heaven above
She had been put in a troublesome position
Optimistic as ever, the angel embarked on her mission
She wondered why God set upon her this curse
To show her the suffering of the human race
She decided to go back to that filthy place
This time she would have some important things
Her brilliant white robe and feathered white wings
She would appear to the people in an aura of gold
The nature of the visit noone needs to be told
She will promise people only the truth
Her saint-like presence should be enough proof
And talk of being a child of The Lord
And that each and every person is adored
The angel would talk of her sacred home
Where angels stand together and are never alone
If they turn their back without even a glance
They are not lost, it's not their last chance
God does not hate, it is not his way
Do not worry, even if you have been led astray
Now, the time has finally come
So little time, so much to be done
She would start with His work one bit at a time
She would go to the people, she would give them a sign
The sign would be of harmony and love
Sent straight down from Heaven above
She had been put in a troublesome position
Optimistic as ever, the angel embarked on her mission
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Posted: Aug 2009
About this poem:
I actually wrote these when i was 20 and in 5 parts if I recall correctly (so is somewhat of a short story). Due to my lack of organisational skills have only just found them oops.
walk the path with Jesus
Walk the path with Jesus
Walk the path with Jesus is the only way to go
You’ll see a bright tomorrow
You’ll see the heavens glow
Trust in Jesus Christ the savior of man kind
The darkness then will fade away
If you just kneel down and pray
The sun will shine from heaven
You will have a brighter day
Put your trust in Jesus he’s not that far away
There may be sad tomorrow
But the sun will always shine
If you walk the path with Jesus Christ the savior of man kind
Written by Dorothy Calvert
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Walk the path with Jesus is the only way to go
You’ll see a bright tomorrow
You’ll see the heavens glow
Trust in Jesus Christ the savior of man kind
The darkness then will fade away
If you just kneel down and pray
The sun will shine from heaven
You will have a brighter day
Put your trust in Jesus he’s not that far away
There may be sad tomorrow
But the sun will always shine
If you walk the path with Jesus Christ the savior of man kind
Written by Dorothy Calvert
Copyrights ©
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Posted: Aug 2009
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Trust in the LordTHE NORTH
THE NORTH
Winter has once again returned to the north
The lakes have become a solid sheet of frozen ice
Cold bitter winds blow
Snow covers the lake in a blanket white
As thousand of twinkling stars scatter the distance sky
The northern lights dance so gracefully
Than as quick as they appeared
They disappear into the darkness of the night
Icicles hang from the cabin roofs
Painted snow flakes upon the window pane
Each one so perfect and unique in every way
The beauty of this land is
Truly a piece of art
Painted by the hand of the Master him self
Written by
Dorothy Calvert
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Winter has once again returned to the north
The lakes have become a solid sheet of frozen ice
Cold bitter winds blow
Snow covers the lake in a blanket white
As thousand of twinkling stars scatter the distance sky
The northern lights dance so gracefully
Than as quick as they appeared
They disappear into the darkness of the night
Icicles hang from the cabin roofs
Painted snow flakes upon the window pane
Each one so perfect and unique in every way
The beauty of this land is
Truly a piece of art
Painted by the hand of the Master him self
Written by
Dorothy Calvert
Copyrights ©
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Posted: Aug 2009
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