When all time is passed; i'll meet you there.'
On sands of silver, by an oceon so rare,
where we can fly out to all the stars, or simply
Sift the silt to find, golden bars with a brilliant
Shine, that at a word will form a house with
Opal windows, fit with curtains of grace
Divine.' Where no age' ever does death bring.
We
shall tarry; smile laugh and sing, as lyre birds
caress golden harp strings; with feathers of
platignum on ageless wings yes we'll all
meet there who Jesus know, who have
died to self, who mercy show, who have
accepted? Of His crimson tide
That, binds up the tears, all humanity has
cried, there where the gates are made of
wisdoms pearls, that never
shut; and where
His river curls, shining crystal it can heal
All i'lls' there is joy eternal unending as
Gods spirit; has willed.'
terrene is vacant as void is vibrant
sensations, discernments, objects, subjects
every palpable dissipate migrant
phenomenal world unceasing puppets
dualistic nature temporary
formless expanse evaporates desires
heart awakened transcends all memory
alert ecstatic outside every mire
empty-full experiences being
earth wind fire water ether appear frills
disappear cyclical time agreeing
raptured crystal core ageless fragrant fills
paradoxes cease, thoughtforms evanesce
heart attains nirvana, simple success
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WE WON NO WE WON
FOOL YOU BOTH HAVE LOST A TON
NO MATTER HOW SPUN
Cease
Nothing lasts forever
Good and evil conclude
Pain and joy resolve
And life has expiration
Careful not to soar or plunder
All things end
A small bug walks just like a thief,
It does not know pain, it does not know grief.
It does not ask, “Why am I here?”
It lives its life without a fear.
The bug runs when the light is strong,
But it forgets—it moves alone.
It does not think of life or death,
It only feels the light, the breath.
But I have thoughts inside my mind,
Of things I lost, of time and time.
I ask too much, I feel too deep,
Even fear comes into sleep.
The bug is free—it lives, then ends,
No dreams, no past, no need to pretend.
But I carry all I know,
And that makes my life feel slow.
Maybe the bug is closer to peace,
It lives, it dies, and all will cease.
But I, who think and dream and try,
Fear to live—and fear to die.
mid Winter strain mist
cold winds and snow turbulent
mild burst seasonnal
~
soon to be spring time
with everything comes long cold
to burst forth frigid
~
environment soon
be demised winter's solace
cease the winter's cold
2/23/25
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2024
Blessed Be The Peacemakers
(A prayer to mark this eventful day)
Blessed be the peacemakers
Who change violence into lasting peace
May they become as one team of partakers
and may the deadly fire at long last cease
May God give you strength to bear the worldly burdens
According to our Lord's Scriptures and acts we believe in
An abiding truce, the missing piece
May fall into place for the sake of world peace
Mid East, the cradle of civilization
Bring a brightening day upon mankind's re-creation
Gonna wash mi feett;
Cause they sure do smell;
As I wash my teeth;
My mouth is all is well;
When I’m a sleep;
Sweet dreams I deem;
Won’t be abandon as it seems;
This here nightmare it ain’t real;
I continue to sow, what I reap;
I know longer have smelly feet;
I’m on the right track, I don’t creep;
Once a lost soul, now I belong to the Lord;
Once had a cold stone heart;
Now been soften by Father
Once had a big-big-big part;
I allowed Him to enter in
Once dark, now light
Once lost now found
Once harden now soft
I am now alive
Alive alive, alive
I continue to sow, what I reap;
I know longer have smelly feet;
I’m on the right track, I don’t creep;
Once a lost soul, now I belong to the Lord;
Once dark, now light
Once lost now found
Once harden now soft
I am now alive
Alive alive, alive
9/29/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
As long as there is one person who loves something or someone love will never cease
Intimate, but only so cozy
passionate, but just to a point
What once seemed rosy
forever disappoints…
When kisses no longer breathe
and emotions cease to seethe
What remains to recover
‘cept the flotsam in the gutter
Your hoped for an aural jump
from commencement letters abroad
Your idealised viewpoint of the West
minus the 2.4 children,
and your multilingual approach
even German for extra flourish
inches in Deutschland for cumulative security,
I'm not interested in a Trans Asiatic Plains romance
Im a confirmed Bachelor
of 42 years standing,
I don't know how you got my email
But cease and desist
better concentrate on your own menfolk
If we but cease to cling
to that that comes and goes,
simply by being still,
all’s enabled if we
surrender egoic will.
If we but cease to cling
to thought forms that appear,
we offer no anchor
to any narrowness
and are free from rancour.
If we but cease to cling
to this decaying form,
which though shaped from earth’s crust,
is being breathed by God,
we see all is but dust.
If we but cease to cling
to conditioned belief,
then we’re free from judgment,
living here breath by breath
thus, moment to moment.
20-January-2023
Cease to react through highs and lows
After all, life’s a dream
We go wherever love mist blows
Watching bliss bubbles stream
Sans thought, our ego dies
Soul then soars to new highs
Blissful, vibrant and wise
Our love drenched pact
Cease to react
31-May-2022
Quietus
He is a talent in rot;
From what his assessors got:
A magic no more wrought
For weeks his trainers wrath …
Then, again came his slot
And he tried his hard lot
But ended it in Naught;
Reproaches for A-Who-Could-Not …
Only better than a plain dot,
No more able to hold his fort
And thus a stuff to cease adding in a pot
So that no chef screams A Dietician’s “What!”
Indeed, A Shaming Rot!
When thoughts cease, ends our heart’s unease
We exit the rat race
Flowing gently, as does the breeze
Life’s no puzzle to lace
Ceasing to strive and spar
As we be, so we are
Love is our avatar
Feel joy sneeze
When thoughts cease
10-February-2022
Quietus
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