Soft spark in the dark—
petal folds, a breath begins,
stars wait for her cry.
When I found photos of the reception,
I asked Mamma, "what is this deception?"
She said, "Don't be silly,
no one used their willy,
you were an immaculate conception!"
There are those that know things that we'll never know.
At conception they were already a thousand years old.
They spoke barbed truths in the wisdom of a whisper
All of their humble predictions coming to divine fruition.
When they leave us, a star becomes dusted with gold
leaving behind both the sweet bramble and salty rose.
The concept of dignity and life varies amongst the living.
It does not vary amongst the dead unless they are part of the spirit world.
After death many believe that the people are still living!
Does the conception of life and death exist on the same line; therefore, there is another world?
Am I dead or alive?
This is a question that seems awkward to ask.
Still the conception of life being on the X of the Cartesian Plane is intriguing when it concerns being alive.
Well, I guess we just sit outside pondering these thoughts as we are ready to bask.
Do we end up with person that multiplied the fish?
Are we to dine at a banquet in a great hall?
Do we go to a place that we made it become a wish?
Are we to be in the sky with Siddhartha and not fall?
Is this life our only shot?
Are we to be taken by extraterrestrials as if we were bought?
rock bottom
buried under heavy layers
of stones and gravel
a dangerous liaison with melancholy
breathing in poisonous dust from crushed impact
a heavy weight rests on the mind
has made itself too settled for comfort
but there must be a shifting of the light
inconceivable at first
gradual until life
becomes bearable once more
21st November 2023
Christians who follow the quadrilateral,
Have won half the battle.
Always look to scripture,
To focus on the big picture.
God’s word is final,
Knowing this truth is vital.
A rendition of your own Christian traditions,
Can cause possible conflictions.
Christmas presents and tree,
What do they represent to me?
Easter bunny and hide and seek,
Not the true meaning of which we speak.
You need the Holy Spirit to understand,
He is available at your command.
You will know when you hear Him,
You will feel it from your heart within.
A still small voice,
When you hear it you can rejoice.
Your journey has begun,
There is much work to be done.
With your faith and God’s grace,
Your actions will Shine to the human race.
You have seen God’s hand in your life,
Now tell others how it applied.
The first source of Qi is inherited from your parents at conception. It is known as the “innate vital substance” and is stored in the kidneys. The second source is derived from essential substances in nature such as the air we breathe, food and water.
Jesus Christ life Began at Conception in his Mother's Womb, After His Death He was Placed in a Tomb.
He Died For our sins on the Cross out of Love,
Now he is Seated at the Right hand of God our holy father in Heaven Above.
The Son of God Was Homeless with nowhere to lay his head, After He was Crucified and took his last Breath the soldiers Poked him with a spear to make Sure he was Dead.
As We Celebrate This Holy Easter Season,
Let's Remember For God so loved the world that he gave his one only begotten Son to save us is the Reason
A new conception
Two mammals form a pair bond
The basis for monogamy
Friction against a membrane
Producing a sensation
Stimulation leading to a release
Contractions propel cells into tubes
Searching for fusion before they die
An ovum is penetrated
And fertilisation begins
Developing over a period of months
A heart begins to beat
Vibrations of sound can be heard
Footprints and fingerprints form
Eyes can open and close
A water breaking
Signals the start of labour
A dilation reveals an opening
The canal of birth
A mother connected to a child by a cord
Pushing to deliver, the miracle of life
Yesterday,
the rustic multicolored foliage was scattered about the ground; basting and glistening beneath the tamed fall sun, taking their rest.
The long days of summer had been harsh on them. For they had entered it, green and lavish; Chorographically dangling from the branches of enormous oaks and maples...and birches, too, perhaps.
But time and temperature had tapered them.
Today, they are motionless.
Dismantled from the spotlight of summer's stage. The ground is cool.
Soon, comes their burial blanket.
And above, jubilant souls shall shuffle about, oblivious of the dancers stilled beneath them, from which their winter wonderlands
were conceived.
We are each
a “Little Light Beloved”
so told to me in a dream~
each a blessed spark
released – far greater
than any Devil would
have man consider, let alone~
righteously seem!
far more connected than
Dark's Original Thief
would want children of The
Almighty to attempt to light
and beam....
each of us, “A Little Light Beloved”
our combined spirits, one Divine
Unconquerable Christ-team!
Transforming man's first fruits of
infamy – the human spirit snatched
back, away from claws of evil deception
by our Holy Mother's Blessed,
Immaculate Conception!
she offered substrate
he donated the enzyme
they bear fruits in life
Cheap art
or excellent craft
You decide
what floats the raft
Good intentions
hell repaved
Choice emboldened
—heaven saved
(Dreamsleep: August, 2022)
my heart cells
contain the letters...
They form the words,
the words form the lines...
The verses are loving,
the poem is divine!
An Orwellian Conception
As long as they see what you assume they see, and they agree,
then, that’ll be the reality we’ll assume you want to live in.
If this makes sense, then be at peace among friends.
You can sleep innocently; no-one will mete out punishment!
The past can’t be erased, but we can mitigate the consequences.
There'll be no misunderstanding unless you fail to define yourself,
without definition, we’d disagree and that would be unfortunate;
Co-operate so others will live, deep sleep is wonderful.
We (your brothers and sisters) are watching everywhere you tread
(There is no umbrella of protection for a protagonist).
Our duty and purpose is to ensure survival of our genes;
So follow the rules and be rewarded with peaceful sleep.
“I am a sojourner pilgrimaging in a foreign land;
When my name is drawn, I will step aside and let others go on.”
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