Best Faithlight Poems
Dearest, why cry in vain to the black night
fight its gentle intent to hold and rest.
Why fear the loss of light thus malcontent?
When ego is so false upon the loom.
Dearest, what makes you think elation found
from harsh light will so frame your hearts delight?
Reality thus formed will not slay fright.
When ego goes so false upon the loom.
Dearest, husks of the Universal eye
soft grays will velveteen the fading light.
Walk on courageous in the Mother's night,
accept the silken comfort of the blur.
All that is soft and gentle comes from Her.
Dearest Heart, loose yourself upon the loom.
*Dedicated to my friend Robin Gass
and all those who fear dispersal in the dark.
Reasoning: Fight The Good Fight !
Seek The Lord's Powers
O . Desperate hours
thou knowest man
shall not live by bread
alone
Seek The Lord's Powers !
Solace in The Word...
Seek The Light
while fighting The Good Fight
Temptation ,wind and trial
yes, travel the extra mile
Hope
Prayer
Seek The Light
while fighting The Good Fight !
Doubt, Pout, Do Without
Solace in The Word...
Copyright McCuen 2009
Blessed are the Ones,
Who follow in the footsteps of our Creator, living to spread His word
They find their way home when temptation has made them turn
Blessed are the Ones,
Who are always ready and willing to answer to the call
They keep us safe from harm as the darkness begins to fall
Blessed are the Ones,
Who save the lives of those whom had no hope left that they would live
They spend years preparing themselves just for the moments that they can give
Blessed are the Ones,
Who greet the less fortunate with open arms allowing them to see
That there are good people left, the world is not such an awful place to be
Blessed are the Ones,
Who give us hope and strength when the light is fading out
They fuel our faith and help to clear away our many doubts
Blessed are the Ones,
Who are never selfish, they are here to assist in anyway they can
They do good only because their hearts tell them to, no need to understand
Blessed are the Ones,
Who stand strong in the face of evil and never turn to walk away
With no fear at all of losing as they keep all the demons at bay
Blessed are the Ones,
Who teach us as we grow, giving us the knowledge needed to succeed
They show such patience and virtue as they take on this sometimes-arduous deed
Blessed are the Ones,
Who have strong moral values, so much honor and integrity
They show us the light at those times when we are not quite able to see
Blessed are,
The angels as they watch over us from the glorious heavens above
They have proven they earned their wings, as they offer us so much love
The End
By Greg P
Truth and Light in darkest days
Dwelled deep long and fierce
Ageless and alive
Testify to what is and is not
Reality and shadows
Like double-edged swords
Cut clean to the bone
Lay paths straight and bare
Exposing if there be deceit,lies
And all in between
As witnesses to creation
They live in a realm of their own
Steadfast, firm stood Truth and Light
In presence most divine
Whilst God gave names to His creations
Recorded for eternity
darkness cannot remain when light appears
the morning sun lights up the darkness of the night
a candle’s flickering flame lights up the darkened room
turn on a light and the dark disappears
think of the light as your positive belief in yourself
over coming any wrong negative thinking in your mind
let your smile be your beacon of light
let it light up your life
give all your power to your light
and any darkness in your life will disappear
its what you think about brings it about
believe you are worthy of your good
Dennis Davis
Catholics and Protestants unite
it's time to join the fight
as we march on toward that light !
It's our job to question the mob ,
as we march on toward that light !
They think it's a game
to dish us the same,
it's our job to question the mob,
as we march on toward that light !
COPYRIGHT MCCUEN 2009
Looking to heaven.
A light shines down.
Down, down comes an angel.
Down to my knees I go.
Weeping unto the Lord.
Suddenly, there is a pure white light shining all around me.
A faint whisper in my ear.
Yes?
It is the Lord.
Telling me to help others.
How?
With the special gift I have given you.
What is my special gift?
There is no reply.
Then, I go into a daydream like state.
The anwser is coming.
I wait and listen.
But it comes not through words, but through a vision.
Oh fallen star of Bethlehem, your established moment shines,
upon canvas of harsh intent, descendent of heavenly design?
A mighty angel’s leading light to those befallen, pleasure-bent?
Are gleaming eyes masking spites or, our demands, aspiring content?
Looking toward skies o’er Bethlehem, as prides of mortal men delight;
bearing gifts; coffered obedience, marking paths, Magi alight.
When losing sight of stellar sign, in Jerusalem they did quick inquire,
at palace great, to a king divined; hoped route, from Herod, to acquire.
II
We saw a star (when in the east) and have come to render our obeisance,
said light has left us briefly, too the wakes of our continuance.
While in the kingdom his star was seen, glancing eyes into glass orbs stared.
Expectant sighs at skies portending, bejeweled fingers into cauldrons stirred.
A caravan of mystics then gathering, consigned to cross harsh lands at night.
Postured gifts, too much appeasing, a source of imminences, expelling light.
Great Herod stirred with agitation, “Summon to me, scribes and priest,”
and they spoke to him of Bethlehem, from whence shall come a Jewish King.
Elsewhere God’s swift messenger, arrives with tidings of glad news:
Rejoice! Rejoice for the Lamb’s shepherd! Blessed are borne Jacob’s sons to truth.
That one drawing light from the light’s giver, firstborn of heaven’s womb.
He has taken breath that men be delivered, fear no more, door’s enclosing tombs.
III
One question, in cautious need; discerns plucked from common threads.
What purposed such judicious leads, as that star’s light to Jesus led?
What cause that such symbol did cease, perhaps a plan most devious shed?
To turn also eyes of Herod east, these, jealous guards of scriptures read.
Oh bright stars over Christendom, look! Your beam’s a turning compass,
your ray, as flames with many tongues, scouring Earth in hopes of bliss.
Misleading truths, mounting traditions, swallowed lies drunk from waters shallow.
The wise one is made fool again, if needs a lamp, above a Christ we can follow.
With signs, divinities are misconstrued, as such, a star; still you teach our youth?
As light into the night deludes, beware, convincing knees to bending truths.
When reaching for the stars firmament
We rise above the mundane torment
Leaving the angst behind
Climbing higher to find
The power of our own conscious intent.
Each step empowers another dream
And beyond the clouds stars brightly gleam
The guiding light of old
For the daring and bold
Who hold on tight to their living dream.
We get closer each day as we climb
A little nearer to the light sublime
The way may wind and wend
As we strive to the end
To dwell in realms beyond place and time.
Mistress of poets dwells in Caer Sidi
the Lady of the Silver Wheel
she shines her light on Earth to light our way
Great Mother, she knows how we feel.
Her light reflects her glory on the seas
and stars kiss dark waters of night.
Arianrhod, our Lady of the Wheel
shine on us with heavenly light.
As the circle turns the wheel goes around
O Mother of the Celtic flame
your bards shall sing your praises through out time
as it was is now the same.
Before I bulit the wall every terrorist of torment...at my expense,would make long
and short distance,close encounter,house calls
Laughing as I'd crawl into a corner
I'd long desperately to disappear...full of fright and full of fear
Clapping and cheering and singing their savage songs
Bricks onto bricks...I built a strong and mighty wall
Behind the wall made of a heart of stone and a head of steel
Never believing the lie
Not believing what's real
No love...No light...No deal
Keep the bad ones out and the good ones to
Deserted on an island full of isolation blues
Paying my debts...paying my dues
Walking alone in solitary shoes
From the east to the west my wall I could see
From the ground to the sky my wall eclpised eternity
I could hear Gods spoken words from a distance just like thunder
I could hear His angels sing until I could not sleep or slumber
Loneliness to lunacy one brick crumbled then another
Sunlight shooting in bringing life instead of emptiness and hunger
Beyond the wall I see dark and light each day still I keep a brick or two just to keep
me sound and safe
With Gods angels and His agents they keep the worthless and the wicked far away
Now I can live a life that has purpose,plans,and peace
God gives me His discernment and it disarms destructions deeds
I don't have to isolate and shun the world...all creatures great and small
Because I'm living in the light and I live beyond the wall
In spring slightly occurs
the white blast.
And the night bells shake
the silence.
Unquenchable is this waft
of the candles in the hands sincere,
the lips are touching up the sermon:
“He rose!”
And
The Light is making the leap –
easy and warm.
The Light – the breathing
of the skin of Life.
The Light – forgotten rhythm
ready to stop.
The Light –
“He rose!”
Night Light
The last visitor before I sleep
is always the old priest
puffing up the stairs to my door,
a wine cask under each arm,
a loaf of pumpernickel in his teeth.
He’s always too late to give the last rites,
and even though I’m usually dead by then,
it falls to me to console him.
So I say, “Father, Father,
you don’t have to hurry.
Faith is no longer a klieg.
It’s a night light left burning all day,
and its bulb is hissing.”
Donal Mahoney
first appeared in print in
Commonweal Magazine
475 Riverside Drive, Room 405
New York, NY 10115
November 6, 2009
I believe in more than just what I can see.
For faith is the substance of that, that is yet unseen.
I believe that a man I have yet to meet, laid down his life for me.
And I know that it was his sacrifice that washed me clean.
I believe that he gave his whole life, to give to me.
And one day all will bow, every head, every knee.
I believe that all things happen for a reason
And each of us are called to love and lead
I believe that we are only passing through for a season.
So we must plant carefully the truth, when it is a seed.
I believe someday we will all take our place.
And that I will thank him face to face.
Someday we will have arrived in the place we will abide.
There will be neither darkness nor fear.
For we will all stand in the light of the Son.
And there will be a great wiping away of every tear.
We will come into your kingdom as one.
To sit at the foot of the throne,
To stand in his presence, in a warm embrace.
He’ll take me in, and say “My child, I have never forsaken, nor left you alone.”
And the light of his smile will shine on my face.
Sarah Comstock
11-22-10
It was a night,very dark night
no moon and not its small light in the sky
so dark,everywhere dark
sitting alone a girl in her window all night gazing that sky
with full of hope in her watery eyes,
that a blinking object she will definitely find,
which she knows-it's her and will always be looking at her,
no matter it is day or night.
still dark and no hope of single light in that night,
but waiting, wants to wave her hand, talk, and cry,
to say how much she loves him,
how much she misses him,
again wants to say please come back,
to that blinking object in the sky,
which is a STAR, THE MOST BRIGHTEST, SHE COULD ALWAYS SEE AND FIND
oh! almighty,have you made that star to go away somewhere?
she asked......sighes.........took a long deep breath
with the sharp pain she feels at that time
in the middle of her chest everywhere,
with teary eyes,
BUT,
still smiling to welcome,
still strong and lots of hopes in her heart ,
that her star will come and twinkle above her window, beside.
gathering all the memories as much she recognize
as once she was told,
that every beloved becomes STAR after they died
AND she is convinced and has been waiting so long,
that her beloved star will come back twinkling
and she will say,
“HE IS MY DAD”..........................
-this poem is dedicated to my father who always taught me to always love and care
everyone and be the best that i could be.thanks for everything dad and your daughter
misses you so much.i know you are always with me,looking at me....I promise i'll accomplish
your dreams one day.you mean everything to me.
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