Light reflects the songs
Poured from hearts who see
Beyond the notes of heaven
To the spirit, with gentle wings
Light embraces the wonder
Baptizing souls in love
Whispering faith and joy
Into hearts where love flows
Light inspires the believer
Expressing notes of grace
Silencing the fears who taunt
Rewriting feelings in a tender blaze
Light invites the spirit to hear
Singing joy through each prayer
Erasing the darkest shadows
With a sweetness that time can’t erase
Light, made by His glory
Restores the spirit who knows
God is in the echo of praise
Drenching the world in hope
Light is the blessing from heaven
Raining down gentlest love
Reminding that we’re His children
Saved by the One who died…
Arose and ascended to heaven
Where His light glistens,
Always reminding that love
Is His spirit, shining down on earth
Light, blessing away the dark
Reveals the music of hearts
Who know this Jesus
The love that will bring us home.
The sunbeams break through the canopy high,Through a grand old oak, beneath a blue sky.Its branches, like arms, hold a silent prayer,
As warmth and light fill the quiet air. The beauty is mirrored, a sight so true,Like God’s own light, shining down on you.High above the leaves, on a steady breeze,A eagle rises with effortless ease.
It soars on wings of silver and black,With a vast, bright world along its track.Nature whispers a story of grace,And fills with peace this wonderful place.
At the Foot of the tall oak tree, moss coverts the earth floor like a blanket, soft like the clouds in the sky, chipmunks, squirrels, rabbits, squirreling about seeking food, pine cones, sure to to be a delight.
As the lone eagle soars high above, below it seas rolling hills full of wild flowers a rainbow of colors, honey bees sucking up their nectur to spread all around.
The suns rays cascading all around, baptizing all who are seeking its delight below, Gods HOLY Spirit filling everyone’s souls with light of Faith and Hope.
liquid lunar light
splashing through trees baptizing
leaves where night owls screech
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Onyx clouds of failed love
Floating away in sunburned horizon
Ribbons of light
Rainbows so bright
Gently inspire new views
Gone are acid rain puddles
Of teal toxicity
And neon narcissism
As new refreshing love
Like warm white water is welcomed
Flowing from sky into
My life like baptizing hearts
And hydrating larks in the bird bath
Love from Mother Nature
Encourages cycle of life
For plants and all creatures
Just beyond a snowlike field of dandelions
a green caterpillar munches on leaves
Could be its dreams fill his belly
sprouting wings with which it will fly
Much like dreams of romance
creating butterflies in my belly
Filling my soul with gold hope…
let the butterflies come
Father please hear my cry this November
Your children need your hands on hearts
It will be a cold challenging December
Satin is stalking like a sea worthy shark
Let Your unconditional love shower earth
That the blind may see, the hungry may eat
Let Your will be done and word be heard
Anoint hearts with Your holy heavenly peace
May Your joy be as a windy white melody
Baptizing all the lands by Your wise hands
And as we pray for others, be there for me
That I may follow Your word and comprehend
The road curls like a lazy ribbon toward the sea.
The music hums low, windows down, my hand slicing the wind like I’m baptizing myself in motion.
And then it hits me—
That smell.
Honeysuckle and salt water.
Sweet and sharp.
Like sugar on the edge of a blade.
Like the promise of something sacred just out of sight.
It always hits before I can see the ocean.
The scent remembers before my eyes do.
It wraps around me, soft and sticky, whispers, “You’re almost home.”
The air thickens. Not heavy—holy.
It tastes like summer and survival.
Like barefoot afternoons.
Like kisses that never needed explaining.
Like the version of me that used to believe in forever without apologizing for it.
And then, just over the hill, there it is...
The horizon, split in light.
The sea, wild and waiting.
The wind carries salt across my lips like a lover’s fingertips, and I smile before I even realize I’m doing it.
Not because I found something new—
But because I remembered what was always mine.
JOURNEYING WITH WISDOM
Like the sun and its being,
Wisdom knows no dimness;
Her light is eternal, and where she is,
There can never be ignorance of darkness:-
For like the sun, she shines forever bright
In the inner sanctum of the ego of mind:
Inevitable truths, flowing like an enlightening river
From the valley of the womb of God’s infallibility,
Forever birthing the living word of the tree of life;
With the divineness of guidance always available
To those seeking her cosmic counseling:-
And may the source of wisdom’s floating river
Forever stream the depths of the valley of my spirit,
Spewing service to all, in dedicated labors of love:
My wages, her flowing baptizing waters:-
They followed him.
They obeyed and fulfilled his commands.
They ate and drank with him.
Then they all went their separate ways
From the one True and Living God
Having a future of being torched.
Having a future of being crucified.
Having a future of being spit on.
Having a future of being skinned alive.
And more of the terrible reasons to die.
The disciples risked their lives
To spread Gospel across the world and teach
The only religion to Four-Corner the Earth
Teaching all nations and baptizing them
WHY DID THEY RISK IT?
Because they had SEEN the truth
They'd witnessed the living God
They'd witnessed the miracles
They'd witnessed the return of the King
No Man Will Go That Far for False Lies
Jesus is Real
God is Real
Heaven is Real
They jump from the earth
silent as the sun’s rising
announcing spring’s new birth
lingering delights, baptizing
Souls who need their smiles
to restore the music’s words
knowing, after so many trials
sun’s breath sings to the birds
They tell of a melancholic tale
preaching to hearts, so still
knowing their love will not fail
as the night’s stars quietly spill
Fading from the green meadows
playing gently on the seas
singing of the One who arose
to reveal love found on my knees
They light up the hearts who melt
when their laughter is poured out,
restoring the hearts who have felt
all the love that ends every doubt
Blessings, these little flowers are
daffodils, jonquils, March’s hope
blowing in the breeze, like a star
revealing ways spring can cope
Never stop seeing the wonder
that comes to life in God’s flowers
while we might hear the thunder
we can still feel the joy in His showers
Confetti kisses parade happy face
Joyful tears baptizing licorice lips
Not only was a beautiful day made
But heart is doing butterfly flips
Grooms and bridesmaids chant
Newly wed husband and wife dance
IN THE WELL OF HIS WILL
As I dive deeper
down the mind’s inner sanctum,
The higher I grow:-
I need not worry;
It’s going to be alright–
following God’s will:-
His will…will be done–
and I shall be liberated–
oppression…willed out:-
I’ve turned things around;
waters of liberation
baptizing my soul:-
Glory be to God;
I am traveling onward—
there’s no turning back:-
A song fades into the dark night
Song of wonder in mourning light
Breath of grace weeping silent tears
God’s love can still the flow of fears
Melodies, rich with softest notes
Gentle wings who the wind promotes
Birds praising until the storm clears
God’s love can still the flow of fears
Rhythms of desire, humble rising
Music flows through each baptizing
Harmony that the heart reveres
God’s love can still the flow of fears
Feeling grows wild as summer fades
Chorus trembles as rain cascades
It feels like music to the ears
God’s love can still the flow of fears
A brisk blue rain is like a greeting
It can be cold or warm long or fleeting
Rain has always been erotic to me
Like fuchsia foreplay of clouds sky draining
Nectar of lavender love from heavens heart
Refreshing red buds and baptizing green park
Causing my hair to curl fluff then fly
Releasing denim despair despite
Beauty of day night or scorn of life
Rain is renewing romantic and free
Feeling a good rain is a spiritual thing
I can see the sunrise in your eyes
You float my heart like red kite
Kiss of red sparks in blue sky
Bliss of the dark romantic night
I feel your warmth and good cheer
You make me drunk like too much beer
I find your tongue like chocolate fondue
To nibble on with ebony ear or two
I made you whole when you were in pieces
But did not know until you softly speak this
Turquoise pillow talk sweet as candy by Reese’s
Fairytales of gold have less magic believe this
Tender teal words so white and windy
Like a brown bird keep flying me
Painting me present for mahogany deed
Baptizing lavender love graced with angel wing
I can fly high for you are my sky
And I am your love bird with brown eyes
I sing a song for you alone at night
Wake to sing alone to dawns delight
"This Satan's drink is so delicious that it would be a pity to let the infidels have exclusive use of it. We shall cheat Satan by baptizing it"-unknown 16th century
I am baptized every morning
by this rich dark delicacy
the first sip is energizing
a wake up into life
jolting me from the imprisonment of sleep
which has bound me for many hours
the next sip is to breathe in
the aroma of its freshness
invigorating and relaxing at the same time
how can this be -
a cup of darkness
has so much power
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