Altar Poems - Poems about Altar

...In a twilight sculpted from granite, where stars shake off like autumn leaves, I wander through the labyrinth of my mind, lost among the ruins of thoughts. My love for life is but a pale flame, fli......Read the rest...

...Again and again, the teacher enters the classroom. Her lessons are heard by the eager but also fall on distracted minds. The teacher reaches out to students and then loses their attention again. ......Read the rest...

...In the corridors of the modern soul, where echoes of ancient fears still whisper, We run, we chase, we bury ourselves in the clutter of endless pursuits, Like children caught in the thrall of a wil......Read the rest...

...I think of poetry sometimes as sacred, at an altar summoned by words of God -- every expression a driven reverberation, myself a mere fork tuning struck by hammers unfathomable t......Read the rest...

...Many years ago, I was reading the Revelation and came across the seven churches and thought where were they then and now for civilizations and some countries changed. I didn’t have a clue and didn......Read the rest...

...In the labyrinth of shadows, where trees clutch the forest's shade like a hidden talisman, Like old, diligent guardians, they embrace the unknown stories of the night, Hidden under the petal of an ......Read the rest...

...Twirled about by fear and desire, exhausted playing ego’s game, we invoked in heart, God’s bliss fire, with liberation as our aim. Bliss magnetism rose when we chose to gentle touch, thought w......Read the rest...

...Through storms, the sea of the bridge shivers, Silken curves of titanium on pillars of ancient stone, Dust gathers in my fists like onyx under veils of rusted gold, And in the cosmic silence, my t......Read the rest...

...When all our intimate poetry has been spoken and all the strings of our heart have been strung when hope is sustained without question Will we invite our passion's longing, and welcome ......Read the rest...

...Sitting in my therapist office calmly she takes her pen lines it with my forehead between my eyes my eyes make movements back and forth following the pen back and forth a sort of pendulum on a clock ......Read the rest...

...Slippery Slope to Our Forever 1. Every time I am with you, time always goes slowly. Or perhaps it is I would cling to each memory, afraid of feeling lonely. They say it is human ......Read the rest...

...I do. 1. Mom always told me about the guy on a white horse Who opens the door with a peck and little noise Holds my hand in public and always says the best things Lifts me ......Read the rest...

... Seeking for help to God above Here I am pleading for my soul not for money but for real love... oh, so longing to be made whole. In praying to the Almighty my heart wrestles midst e......Read the rest...

...Oh, why now? I had prayed for three more years, Man lived, then we all die, and our resting is decided by a mortal, Should it be with your father or mother or be by yourself? I had seen so many ol......Read the rest...

... June 20 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Psalms 42-47 Key Verse – Psalms 42:8 Yet the LORD will command his lovingkindness in the daytime, and in the night his song shall be with me......Read the rest...