Entranced was I by her blue eyes.
awe-striking glow she cast at noon
In mead of green we drew snug ties
entranced was I by her blue eyes
sun-blest embrace aroused vast sighs
wild kissing rapt in spruce balm croon
entranced was I by her blue eyes
awe-striking glow she cast at noon
Ditching my belief?
No, small poet, awesome God,
Thanking Him for grace......
Loyal believer,
Being good to myself, Lord,
Take heart, blessings flow....
awesome red sunset
seen through the pine trees....
white magnolia blossoms
From ancient roots, life surges through his veins
to feed the Lord of Sequoia fame.
Bursting through clouds with arms raised to God,
he honors his Maker who seeded him in sod.
Awestruck men gawk in wondrous delight,
their eyes fixed upon this marvel of might.
Storms rage through woods, seeking timber to slay—
a fruitless endeavor, for the General won’t sway.
"And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus." Philippians 4:7 of the King James Bible
Awesome comfort comes from peace, God does grant
With His love that makes my heart jubilant
Assuring vibrant days midst prayer plight
While basking in blessings so abundant.
Peace from the Lord radiates divine light
Gripping my mind with stewardship delight
Dispelling sorrows that persist to reign
Subduing worry of unbelief’s blight.
With the peace of Christ on my walk’s terrain
Spirit is ensured of triumphant gain
Upon His promises I must not doubt
Despite trials that bring distress and pain.
Grateful am I for peace through kindness-route
With smile that smites greed’s woe or selfish pout
As compassion prevails and never fails
To bring hope, freeing soul from anguish-clout.
To all who read and comment on my poems
I want to say I hope this is the best year ahead
For all of you
So much is happening in the world but
For you personally I desire
Love
Peace
Harmony
Prosperity
Great Health
A close relationship with God
Sara K
Between the rise and fall of thought
there lies a hush unnamed,
a breath unclaimed by wanting’s pull,
a light not yet made flame.
Here grief forgets its practiced shape,
and hope loosens its hold;
the heart stands still, unchoosing sides,
neither timid nor bold.
Time thins into a listening space
where echoes lose their will,
where loss and gain grow indistinct
and longing learns to still.
I mourn the self that hurried on,
that feared this vacant air,
mistaking silence for a lack,
and grasping everywhere.
For craving snaps the tender pause
like wire around the bone,
and ego crowns itself again
as ruler, name, and throne.
Yet in that brief suspended hour
so easily undone
the world remembers how to rest,
and I remember none.
Not triumph, nor defeat survives
that interval of grace:
only the ache of what we were,
and what we dare not chase.
So let me grieve with open hands
the noise I once called true,
and bow to that unmoving gap
where sorrow loosens too.
For in the pause of polar turn,
where opposites resign,
I touch the silence after self
and leave my sign behind.
Awesome moment of gleeful smiles brings joy...
To eyes missing memories Grandma enjoy
While on earth with man and God
Without stress against all odd;
Celebrates life tears struggle to annoy.
I met a beautiful song today
The melody was outstanding
The lyrics were commanding
I was compelled to pay attention
I was drawn to this musical connection
So that I began to hum
I encountered an awesome rendition
The arrangement was unbelievable
The composition was unachievable
Except by an angel’s finger
Except by a moment that lingered
So that my feet were carried along
Today I was kissed by the music
The harmony was distracting
The chords were exacting
I was unable to be restrained
My heart has forever changed
My world was altered by a song
Guiding
Understanding
Inspiring
Devotion,
Awesome
Nuanced
Comforting
Evangelism.
Cobalt clouds lie heavy laden
Clear sun's light peeks through gray
Crows cawing says enjoy the time
Even on this rain drenched day
The barn swallows fly out to hunt
Their circles and swoops low
I hope their breakfast is delish
And in the sky God hangs a bow
The air is pleasant, damp and cool
There's an eerie stillness
Will there be thunderstorms today
A day filled with realness
It's so comfy out on the porch
A little break from the heat
This time needed for some real praise
Thank God, for awesome feat
It's a miracle, this life inside of me
It's amazing, just the air I breath
Every morning waking
Everyday that takes me
Closer to the day that I see You
It's a miracle, that we're creating
No, not alone, I can do nothing
Without the One, who created you and me
Without God, who created everything
Marvelous! Astonishing!
Awesome! Breathtaking!
All That God gives me,
all that God gives me is…
Remarkable! Phenomenal!
Extraordinary! Incredible!
All that God has done,
All that God has done!
Miraculous.
It's a miracle, to see the sunrise
It's amazing, to hear a babies’ cry
The God who ma-ade
The God who made the mountains move
The God who ma-ade,
Made the ocean tides
This same God, made me and you!
Marvelous! Astonishing!
Awesome! Breathtaking!
All That God gives me,
all that God gives me is…
Remarkable! Phenomenal!
Extraordinary! Incredible!
All that God has done,
All that God has done!
Miraculous.
Seeking normality
I invested myself soloistically
assuming myself as a natural plant!
On a casual day outside of me, I go out...
outside... I warmed up, I loved human beings!
neither sun nor moon but, I sublimed myself...!
Be an astrologer of intense curiosity,
sit down and admire the nightly wonders
extending beyond sight and boundary;
constellations are myriads of stars!
Ah, the weak ones fall out and become comets,
crossing stellar skies, shedding sparkles of silver;
the stronger ones stay firm and don't show fear:
they have no urge to leave the glorious Heavens!
Who never dreams staring at the nocturne sky
has no awareness, no urge to go past imagination
that incites to discover it beyond human conception;
even an atheist is amazed by such splendorous beauty!
Constellations are a manifestation of brilliant display
of light in the glimmering waters of tenebrous oceans...
as the effulgent moon adds its charm to draw appeal;
huddling lovers shiver, but they love what they reveal!
Lidar uncovers what is beneath.
Liars reveal their teeth.
Whores ride a Beast.
Super Bowl Halftime Show Fleecing Theme;
"pRINCESS conjures up demons,
for her grammy (Lilith) and plays on your
emotion to not consider what is wrong or evil
or family worthy.
In the midst of the bright lights and cheers
of the crowd,
a princess takes the stage,
casting her hypnotic shroud.
Her words dance like demons,
with eros ascending to the clouds-
playing with our emotioned glands,
with harps, tabarets and cymbals,
drums to chakra your heart
beguiling us with illusion,
and persuasion's dark arts.
We cling to her melody, lost in her spell,
blinded to the darkness that lurks,
wishing us to dwell there with her.
She conjures up emotions, tugging at our core,
but behind the glamour lies a twisted lore.
Beware, dear soul, of the princess so bold,
for her burrowed borrow deceives,
leaving our spirits cold.
Let not her song lead you astray,
but heed the call of truth,
before it's too late and you serpently sway."
(..."and if you listen very hard, the tune will come..."
Angel pours out his bowl....
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