No longer do i seek
divination through
antiquated sorcery,
Nor supplicate to nebulous
spirits in clandestine
reverie.
I renounce the esoteric, the
obfuscatory, the occulted
night,
For I have found an
effulgent, benedictory,
convenantal light.
My soul rejects
thaumaturgical illusions and
superstitious chains,
And clings to the
transcendent, the
veracious, where true
freedom reigns.
No hex, no sigil, no arcane
nomenclature can compare,
To the omnipotent grace
that answers every
whispered prayer.
Let the ephemeral
glamorous of witchcraft
dissipate,
I walk now in sanctification-
redeemed, restored, and
consecrate.
Yond their aggressive spoke reach
Their dark willed shadow's
Too loud, head, senseless bludgeons
Too close chills the heart
Life, here midst the bird and tree
Now but noted for
What gentler, more obliging
Preserves. At peace art!
Getting past Mezzo's
Meddling has been a chore
For me to
Yeah and you and the
Soprano bothered me to
Since you chose me
A high compliment
I say I do
Auh ooh auh
I'm in love
With you!
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My auh ooh auh
My ooh auh ohh
Auh say she love
Me too
My auh ohh we
Mentions in whispers
Her ooh she golly
I do's
We've been together
Through storms and
all kinda weathers
My auh ooh auh
Wish to marry me
I'll say I do!
My auh ooh auh
It's ain't complicated
That's true
My auh ooh auh
He knows I love
Him too
My auh ooh auh
I will do anything
For you
My auh ooh auh
I am in love with
You
So sad the eye
That look upon another sunrise
That seems, a light, meaningless without you
For our love last outshined the brilliant sun
And all the lesser dimming shades we shun.
Our source bound as one
Continuous gleam of warming virtue
That blue-clad the golden sky—
But mortals die
And one day even I
Will fade from view.
The sun knowing only gloom
Exists beyond its sphere
Like the loneliness of this room
That calls you near
To comfort thro'
The night's despair—
Shades closed
Curtains drawn,
No moon
No stars
No dawn
My eye is a small brown bird
that won't stay in its cage.
It slips through the bars of my lashes
and flies straight out the window,
chasing a real bird across the sky.
Grown-ups call this a non-focusing,
the eye should perch on the page
like a good, quiet pet.
But I think my eye is a bee.
It wants to land on everything sweet:
the crack in the ceiling, shaped like a river,
a shoe shining like a black lake,
a little galaxy of dust
turning to gold dust in the sun.
And when my eye flies home again,
it comes back full,
its wings dusted with honey,
ready to pour all that sweetness
back into my work.
So let your eyes fly.
Let them drink the whole wide world.
Sitting still isn't the only way to see,
sometimes the best seeing
happens in flight.
Beyond the boundaries of life and death,
My friend forever, you have positioned yourself
In the sublime horizon of my heart.
Your majestic shrine glows with a light,
With what a profound hope and immense delight,
I extend my arms to the powerful expanse.
The quiet night has embraced and draped
Your feet with her sprawling dark hair,
How enchanting is the song the universe is immersed in!
Emanating from the strings of your veena,
The world becomes one with the tune of your music,
I feel a tinge of melancholy emitted by the sadness of the melody.
My bare feet brush the carpet
after I slip out of bed.
Words from an unknown place
resonate in my head.
I grab my car keys
wondering where
the road may lead.
This moment serenity
found in my homestead
time to myself.
Yet I recall my first love
who said it was in my head.
Day whispers
as I rest near a place
where the street ends
but past the ravine
a road with another name
in another time and place.
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My heart ever palpitating at raw memories
of a promise buried in the sands of time
while life goes on in its many shades of dusk.
Ghosted by the vague recollection of a distant daydream,
the heartbeat pregnant still with a glimmer of hope,
the remnant murmur stranded on a forgotten beach.
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Up from them, athirst
Each of their dust plots
Knee-dropped, but more painful-eyed
Raising what drought scars.
Meanwhile cirrus streaks
Does whose passage leave
Sun-searing, looks down on all
No prayer against bars.
hello? can anyone hear me? for a while now, since I came into the world
I keep wondering: what is beyond, my Lord? why did you leave the night of the mind over us
why did you hide the preciousness of eternity in a light full of the terrors of passing?
when I take the step, will someone be waiting for me there?
and if so... who will it be? will it be a soul? a group? the whole sky?
many and difficult questions keep blocking my path...
if it were a simple gate, i would let myself over it
to open a little bit the door, and-i would take a look
but a fear separates us much greater than a death
No more tears shall fall in vain,
For sorrow cannot ease the pain.
I gathered the storm inside my chest,
And laid the heavy grief to rest.
Through mastering the emotional tide,
I found a fortress built inside.
Unshaken now, I stand my ground,
With quieter strength and peace profound.
Let them cast their cold, slight smiles,
Or hate me through their subtle wiles
Their gentle scorns can touch me not,
Nor change the power I have bought.
For once you master your own heart,
No external force can tear you apart.
The darkened clouds o’erhead obscure the light;
the nausea in waves devours all joy.
She whimpers as she fades within my sight;
against this foe I am a helpless boy.
Deep in my heart I know she gains the day,
For You on her behalf have long since won.
But still it wounds to see the potter’s clay
misshapen so, both she and I undone.
Beyond the rise, her vale does softly call
So verdant green, so marvelous its light.
Not long, my dear, held cruel in cancer’s thrall
Soon, soon, my love, you’ll have no need to fight.
What lies ahead would fill me with despair
were I not sure she’s nestled in Your care.
Spiritual words
Encouraging and inspiring
Thirst for understanding
Heavens beacon light
Guidance through Faith
Eyes to the Heavens
Biblical passages to the wise
Holy Man King
The world his domain
A Cross so significant
Sustaining rock that shall not be moved
Evil wants to attack his people
Power in control from the Heavens
When Faith prevails, Evil can’t touch
Praying hands wonder
Miracles become seen, and victory becomes the testimony
Praises that flow
Blessings in the know
Spiritual verses
Branded sentences that are descended
The way to life
Faith assurance
Connected to the Almighty King
Above all
Over the Rainbow Bridge,
I gaze upon you as you pass away.
You, who are departing,
You, whom my hands can no longer reach.
Your death is grander than a first love,
And my sorrow is fiercer than an unrequited one.
“Goodbye, my baby.”
In your pain, you feel the beat of my heart,
Receiving my tears inside of yours.
In the end,
Your very last breath
Departs, embracing me.
“My sweet cat,
When I open the gate at the doors of Heaven,
You must come out to greet me.
Promise me. All right?”
Inside the storm clouds that seem to pierce a thousand years,
It finally swallows me whole.
At that instant, the light of the Rainbow Bridge
Blazes like a flame,
Consuming me into its light.
At last,
When I open the gate,
I meet you at the edge of the Rainbow Bridge.
The black mark under your nose, your trembling body—
Everything remains just as it was.
“Hello, Maru.”
You melt into my arms,
And I hold you close.
Through a silent gaze,
We reaffirm through each other's existence
That long wait and the agony of parting.
And then, we know.
Whether departing or leaving behind,
In the end, we shall meet again.
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