Zigzag criss-cross sculptured archipelago love exchange
Mountainous scapes interrupt the coastal contemplation.
Sands, like peerless pure pearls, split and spread into a dune range.
Glee and glow with gorgeous islands in scenic temptation.
Our faith is strong like igneous, and metamorphic rocks
Like our rare gems, our spiritual jewels radiate
We grow in communion with animals, fish, birds, and flocks
With rice, rhy, wheat cool weathers, our will and wish are temperate
With multiple languages, Alleluiah too is our tongue
With Baro't saya (shirt and skirt), we have our baptismal wear
Cariñosa, Tinikling, and Singkil of old and young
Unite places and people into Almighty God's heir
Amidst the posh panoramic play of cosmic wholeness
Philippines bears innately brim-filling divine fullness.
Categories:
alleluiah, nature, people, places,
Form: Sonnet
Perfection I should gain; as perfect as the warmth of love,
Affluence, aspiration, and uprightness too should shove;
That substance, that essence, that omnipotent power sway,
That formal and final cause and effect only will stay...!
Could I call it Narvana, the confident negation?
Could I call it ethereal, eternal elation?
Is it one from whom the comely universe came to be?
Is it the source of all that I could see and cannot see...?
Is it Tian, the highest principle of all creation?
Is it causation, collation, and conscious cessation?
Endless energy, crucial truth, yet, indescribable,
Could its foundation and finish be so ascribable...?
Such as Brahma, Vishnu, Shiva, All-embracing Allah,
The Father, Son, and the Spirit... Amen Alleluiah...!
Waheguru and numerous god-men and women, great,
Through them, with them, in them... I'll be in an ecstatic state...!!!
17 April 2023
Categories:
alleluiah, life, nature,
Form: Rhyme
Up above the filmament,
Appeared a cloud of racing horse,
Like a plague of locust,
Stunting down and down in stallion.
As the trampling sounds of trumpet sounds,
The winds calls for the saints,
The seas and lands vomited there held beings,
As death gave up it throne of power.
Behold; His second coming,
Behold; the New Jerusalem,
From above the whispering voice of paradise
Sainted saints shouts, alleluiah amen.
Tribulations and threats on the dark sheep,
Scared and sweating like Christmas goat,
Torments of the Anti-Christ to the dark sheep,
Who choose to pay with their dark blood.
Returning from the other side of the world,
Is it a nightmare? Or a revelation?
Could it be rapture? Will it take place from now?
Hence I ran to the cross for protection.
Categories:
alleluiah, fear, dark, dark,
Form: Elegy
S o very long ago
I love the story told
L ovely night was bestowed
E nd of the great road
N owhere to sleep for the night
T own was full tonight
N ow the two went to a barn
I nsanely beautiful the sight
G reat baby born to us
H alleluiah to the newborn King
T omorrow made brighter due to Him
Russell Sivey
Entrant into Francine Roberts' "Holiday Acrostic Challenge" contest
12/19/2011
Categories:
alleluiah, holiday, life,
Form: Acrostic
A hero is not about just being a man, woman, or child;
A hero is one in which God enfold's within His Hand!
One in which there are many memories-
Of pain, deserted by friends, even-
HIS own homeland.
A hero is one who see's beyond
The Circumstances
And look's Upward!
HIS heart being drawn
by the ONE who shed His Blood.
THEN-
HE rose again on the third day!
A hero is a friend to the fatherless, the needy
the castaways, the drug addicts,
Those who need God to unfold His Heart
before them.
Alleluiah!!! Alleluiah!!!
A hero is always the one in whom
you oft times will never ever know.
-Selah
Categories:
alleluiah, devotion, faith, inspirational, life,
Form: Pastoral