Despise not the small beginning,
For at God’s appointed time,
Small beginnings grow to great -
Go where He calls, bring change, don’t hesitate!
Let creativity, talent flow,
Innovation where He will show.
For He’s the breaker, strong and sure,
Moves the immovable, performs the miraculous.
Let God’s favor shine on your life,
Revival winds sweep through the strife.
In homes and cities, His Spirit renew,
Lord, we are coming back to You.
We align with Your covenant true,
Faithful forever, our hearts pursue.
Your departure left seeds,
sunflowers grew and perhaps
my eyes longed for you deeply
that rivers appeared before them.
In the kitchen I noticed that
until today I still make cilantro with rice.
Until today I still watch over the time.
Until today I still wear the same perfume.
Expecting that my scent could reach you,
but my scent isn't sound underwater.
And today I will wash my dishes.
And the rivers will water the sunflowers.
As home became nature...
Longing for the sun.
Longing home.
Was the fact you are gone.
Willow the wily white witch was enjoying a whimsical feast
She had flown here from a village way off in the northeast
Heard you were celebrating September birthdays, she said.
This was worth coming out of my grave, back from the dead.
Some of the others thought she was joking; some gave a laugh.
I knew she was serious, I had seen corpses during my heart attack.
She was the first one to blow out the candles on the communal cake.
We gave her a rip-roaring party, and ice cream that gives a belly ache.
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Thoughts keep coming back
of late afternoons
with the dark wings
of currawongs weaving
pathways through the high
branches leaving long threads
of song draped across trees -
the drifting skeins
of woodsmoke from winter fires
burning in cozy rooms,
eyes fixed in hypnotic stares
on dancing flames and minds
meandering the past, some
about to fall asleep.
Thoughts keep coming back
of snow falling silently
in feathery flakes
outside the window
and in the distance, an owl's
plaintive call going unanswered
in the thick air.
I listen to the sound of the fire,
a ticking wall clock,
breathings from beneath
a folded quiet and the drip
of melt water from somewhere
in the dark. I would like to stay
here but the fire is dying out
and its glowing embers
are nearly spent. A chill
is seeping through the cracks
opening between the past
and the present.
Although the sky is cloudy, we have a clear direction,
We soar through the thick clouds or cloud disruption.
When the pure white clouds spread like a carpet,
We glide over them like seagulls in flight target.
It resembles the smoke of a steamboat,
The swirling cloud is approaching about.
I realized I had entered the West border,
Gazing intently at the shape of Earth order.
Everything looks even and featureless,
The gray steppe, the mountains, the winding dunes.
The ravines carve through relentless,
Like the wrinkles of an old person on Earth’s surface.
In the distance, a settlement waves,
Did the people there see us from the graves?
“I’ll be a pilot when I grow,” the boy dreams,
With that ambition, he set his sights!
No matter how vast the land may spread,
From the sky, it's just a palm instead.
When my feet touch the ground below,
I’ll be as small as that hand in tow!
I am coming back
To reality now
Because for a long time now
I was living in my dream world
I was feeling safe
In my dream world
I didn't want to leave my dream world
People told me that I was a crazy person
To live in my dream world
I had lots of peace in my dream world
That I needed badly
I also I would never survive in the real world
Because everything is hard in the new
World
I get everything given to me
I don't have no worries
I live a worry free life
That is the way I like
That is true
Also I feel that I am a good
Christian
I pray a lot to my Father before I sleep
Every single night
You keep searching for me,
On streets of hopelessness, endlessly.
Your eyes see through my life’s despair,
A silent witness to the burdens I bear.
Your heart longs for my return,
Oh Lord, your love forever burns.
Reach out your hands; don’t let me fall,
I hear your voice, your faithful call.
You keep searching, though I stray,
Your eyes watch through my coldest days.
Never resting, never dim,
Your light guides me back to Him.
Embrace me now, help me to stand,
Carry me gently in your hand.
Lead me, Lord, to your perfect way,
Forgive my sins—I’m here to stay.
You remind me of your faithfulness,
Oh Lord, your love is endless.
Reach out your hands; I hear your plea,
I’m coming home, please hold me.
You are so good, so wonderful,
Your love eternal, pure, and beautiful.
Your faithfulness never fades away—
Reach out your hands; I’ll follow, I’ll obey.
I’m coming back, with all my heart,
Lead me, Lord, to a brand-new start.
Your grace, your mercy, forever true,
Reach out your hands—I’m coming back to you.
It hurts to see the pictures,
Every update of your life
With the knowledge that you're staying.
You're not coming back.
That's your new home.
You've left us behind.
And I know its kind of selfish
But I wish you'd never left.
I should be happy for you
And the others
Who haven't seen family
In over five years.
I know its unfair
To want you back so soon,
Barely a week since you left
But I never wanted you to go.
I could never imagine you leaving
And now I adjust
To the permanence
Of your absence.
**To be sung to the tune of "Santa Clause is Coming to Town"
Sponsor Regina McIntosh
Contest Name A Christmas Carol
You better repent,
you better believe,
I'm telling you why:
Jesus Christ is coming again.
He's making a home
Making it nice,
Gonna find out
Whose accepted the King
Jesus Christ is coming again.
He loves you when your sleeping.
He guards you when awake,
He loves you when your good or bad
He is love for He is love.
You better repent,
You better believe,
I'm telling you why:
Jesus Christ is coming again.
a piece of the sky
has come falling down
His feet are just about
to touch the soiled ground
He left away
to come back someday
Jesus Lord of this world
A drop of mana bread
from heaven
rain down on us for we were favished
lost in this world afraid
and hungry Jesus reign
down on our hearts
He left the way
to come back someday
Jesus Lord of this world
He left the way to abolish death sting
He freed us from the damage of sin
to be revived, renewed, rebirth we made whole
to live life after death nothing more
He left away to come back someday
Jesus Lord of this world Hallelujah- Amen
Written words & arranged music by James Edward Lee Sr ©2021
Countless falling of leaves bit by bit,
Out of my window I stare everyday.
Memories of my home haunts me,
In the lonely hours of the day.
Nevertheless I console my soul,
Gonna meet everyone soon.
Bewildered and puzzled,
After all its been ages.
Counting days and nights,
Knowing that my home is sheer fine.
Home where my soul lies,
Often in my dream I cherish,
Me, the most happiest I suppose,
Entering my home in due course.
Date of submission: 12/04/2021
C —coming back home, for one final time
O—only thing left to do, lay here I’m dying
M—my family round me, say their prayers
I—-i’m heavily medicated, tenuously aware
N—no more pain, just conscious illusions
G—gravitas sinks in, along with confusion
B—breathing is shallow, gasping for breath
A—as night closes in, to accompany death
C—can hear them say, dear god he’s going
K—kisses on my forehead, faintly growing
H—holding hands, helps bear the weight
O—overwhelmed in love, there is no hate
M—my life flashing past, I’m a child again
E—each frame’s forever, it’s snowing! amen.
Coming back home contest
Sponsored by John Hamilton
06/03/2021
Call you maybe, right?
Oh no it is tight!
Moaning your name
Is
Never enough.
Going
Back
And forth. Even in
Circles. It is
Kicking in. My
Heart is
Overflown. I terribly
Misses
Everything about YOU! My home.
COMING. BACK HOME
C-Coming back home to you my darling
O-Oh, my love, I miss you so
M-Missing your laughter and your kisses
I-I’m sure all this you know
N-Never again and not one more night
G-Gorgeous lady … I’m on the next flight!
B-Be back home soon in your loving embrace
A-Anxious to show you face to face
C-Conclusive proof in Bible truths seek
K-Keen Paradise earth … soon inherited by Meek.
H-Holy writings give us confidence
O-On a restored Paradise we’ll live
M-Me and you forever
E-Eternity gift to us ... God will give.
March 4, 2021 copyright
Contest: Coming Back Home
Sponsor: John Hamilton
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