T he God of our Fathers, sole author of all life
H e, by decree placed man above the rest
A nd all other creations in his charge for keeping
N ow and forever, let your truths be written in our hearts
K eeping man forever mindful of this high place
S o with gratitude this special day is planned
G iving thanks and praise to the one true King
I n you alone our faith and trust will lie
V alidate our hearts we do implore
I nundate our lives with grace of light
N ever turn away from our humble plea
G ive us eyes to see and the ears to hear
D ying, freely, you gave us life; by rising you gave us hope
A ll your words and actions teach the ultimate truth
Y our love alone holds our world in stead
T aking a revered bow, I convey my Gratitude
H IS grandeur, blessed are we together or in solitude
A ll days HE is omnipresent, bestowing Bliss
N ailing the sinners, hailing pious with peace
K eeping the equilibrium between Good and Evil
S ilently guiding Soul to see HIM piercing ignorance's veil
G oing rarely berserk with Natural Calamity
I ndicating HIS Orders are breached with impunity
V ery benevolently sharing HIS treasure
I n joy and sorrow always there to share
N ever ignoring prayers when need arises
G ranting wish when spiritually one rises
D evotion to HIM, Soul liberates for all times
A theist gets trapped in Life-Death cycle for crimes
Y elp one may, HIS way remain same for ALL, at ALL times
Poem Featured on November 7, 2010
( Entry for Members Contest - Thanksgiving Day by Danne Ann Smith-Johnsen)
T Though, it officially comes just once a year,
H Halleluejah! We should be thankful year long.
A Allowing others to gather near,
N not just for one day and then be gone.
K Keeping love within our hearts,
S sending our prayers of thanks, daily to God above.
G Graciously sharing our bounty in part,
I inviting the homeless and little lost doves.
V Vast, should be our generosity,
I instead of ignoring, so deliberate.
N Nothing else helps your soul to feel, so completely.
G Giving a helping hand and hope, to those less fortunate.
D Don't be fooled into thinking, you can't make a difference.
A As you sit down with a few family and friends,
Y you could have been some ones deliverance
For Thanksgiving Day contest
inspired by Dane Ann Smith Johnsen
“Thanksgiving’s Substance” (Internal rhyme)
T-hanks my soul for everlasting life, I am freed from mind’s strife,
H-eavenly Godly material, Love’s faith ethereal,
A-ngels appear as human flowers, they are of God’s powers
N-ever a thanksgiving cheer, without paranormal is clear,
K-ingships of which no strong winds, torments mustered of strife thus ends,
S-aving grace is thus evenly spaced, of Love’s happiness face,
G-iving honor not receiving, Love’s faith is in believing,
I-n core of a Godly being, is consciousness of seeing,
G-iving I am offering thanks, from love’s river of life’s banks,
I-n giving blessed gratitude, I shall give in multitude,
N-o more of storm clouds shall arise, as the illusion subsides,
G-od’s gift given all of Himself, reception is all that is left!
D-ocile of love’s complete bliss, by the Master Wisdom’s sweet kiss,
A-re illusions of prehensile self, as carnal mind I shelf,
Y-es, thanksgivings complete, as my new persona love I greet!
For Contest: Thankgiving Day
In Honor of Dane Ann smith Johnsen
T o all the friends who
H ave supported me,
A day is dedicated.
N ot only were you
K eeping me in your prayers, but
S ending uplifting thoughts my way,
G iving me hope when
I could find none within, during
V ery stressful times.
I toast your friendship
N ow and always ,
G rateful for your loving ways.
D o you know how much it meant
A s you stood by my side?
Y our support, my friends, I will never forget.
*For Dane Ann's Thanksgiving Day Acrostic contest
Thankful for a depth of things.
Happy for a heart that sings.
All my loved ones I hold dear.
Never do they cease to cheer!
Kisses from the one I love.
Sent to me finally from above.
Gifts of hearing and good sight.
I can sing and I can write.
Various instruments I can play.
In the evening I kneel to pray.
Never lacking what to say.
Giving thanks for this bountiful day!
Peace, the kind the Master gives
Requires faith that He will provide.
Ask all things, as according to His will
Yielding to Him, your fears and doubts.
Enjoy the comfort only He can provide,
Rest in His love, as that of Father and child.
Serenity can be found beyond understanding.
Forge hope, a stronghold of faith, yet unseen.
Offer thanksgiving for God’s wonderful blessings.
Remember, He also wants His children to be healthy.
Lori, please know that you are loved beyond your circle.
Others, upon your behalf, petitions God for your healing.
Resounding voices are lifted up, desiring joy for your family
Indeed we ask, “Render, O God, your tender mercy!”
Through the years of harvests and droughts domain
Happy for each blesing the thankful heart remain
Abundance of faith supply the feast of famished souls
Nurtured in contentment where the season rolls
Kindness is the door that welcome men from grief
Sunshine brings hope cornocupia from the fall's dry relief
God bids gather family and kin, bids us remember
Incessant answers to incessant prayers, so we may praise
Victories from his throne. What change then would canker
Implores of piety? What bowels empty where bread decays?
Nature tells with laden tongues that God provides
Give the gift of joy's thanksgiving till time subsides.
Deity is the beginning of cherished hopes and dreams
Anchor now the roots of trust within his silver streams
Yesterday is but a myth, the sun forever ripen gleams.
Tummy, Tummy, oh poor Tummy!
Heaping, steaming platters behold.
A bounty splendorous and yummy,
Nuts to pies to cranberry mold.
Kitchen simmering with flavor,
Smells that cause the nose to rise.
Gather in a whiff to savor,
Indulge behind two droopy eyes.
Voices lure you from your dreaming,
Invite you to your favored chair,
Give you silverware all gleaming,
Do together a Thanksgiving prayer.
And, Tummy, Tummy stop your stressing …
Yams, green beans, creamed corn, rolls with butter, celery sticks and carrot sticks,
mashed potatoes, pumpkin pie, turkey and … dressing