Conversion Poems - Poems about Conversion

We’ve changed, so much have we lost that soft touch? when the wind blows through the leaves do we hear the music, as she grieves? We’ve changed, it happened when? I’m not sure, but if feels like sin when the music of God’s grace listens to the voices – the human race. We’ve changed, lost our gift for giving is this the answer? Have...

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A Photosynthesis of Conversion David J Walker The tender plants bow under the Sun and dance to the voices of Indecisive winds in A compliance of survival Confessions of sins of omission And confusion of missions Pay for admission to the Summer Social And when called upon Singing the sacrament of Dissonance in words that They can and cannot remember...

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It's been a long road my friend, Don't know where to begin, The nautical miles we sailed, Amazing where we've been, You became a Pagan boy, Leaving a rumble from your wheels, Nobody heard you're dying words, A numb touch without feels, Reaching high for some help, Second chance has begun, A cross became imprinted,...

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Ritinello ------------------------------------------------------------ Featured in several languages in unstressed syllables it's origin is from the Hebrew word shva which represent a Simu lair sound reducing vowel to a neutral quality Varying degrees of vowel sounds neither evil or good the Schwa sound is never associated with negative connotation Schwa is neutral and unstressed the idea of Schwa being Evil is figurative and not based on any Linguistic reality It is not...

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Here we are at separate Sanctions no longer equal A level could not make this right An enemy is your sequel Not scorned or wrong But simply lost Hurt so deep All love is lost And what of you My tranquil soul No longer full But no longer whole A floating ghost In natures quest I thought you loved But not your best And now I float Among the...

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the well intended but deluded soul took on itself to spread God’s word the fixation soon became its mission to rescue those deemed wayward the vulnerable who suffer on earth tottering on the very edge of despair clutch at wisps of straw so proffered but of absolute truth remain unaware there is no solace in words and symbols scriptures merely point out...

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Reluctant Rogue Redo? By Mark Stucky If Jonah, reluctant rogue of a prophet, had desired to visit Ninevah, instead of fleeing the other direction, how different would his story have been? More succinct but less interesting? No stormy maritime mishap? No hard-to-swallow fish story? No prayer in the belly of the beast? Just marching through streets, preaching his pithy prediction? Would Ninevah still have repented? Or did the...

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A Gregory Green was reached And to him Christ's Gospels preached. Gregory saw what he'd breached And how trusted doors had creaked... Some verses Green had to chew, Reading many, not a few: The rapid growth of a Jew To soon offer up a ewe... Now, Greg knows you don't say "!" You've been in my life a hitch... "For a I'd meet a...

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Saint Patrick died on March 17th. So we celebrate the day with green and drink. Patrick, was kidnapped to Ireland as a slave, a condition he never fully forgot or forgave. Patty (as he was known by his friends) was a sober, relentless, devout Christian. As a missionary, he gallivanted methodically, converting heathens and if he failed to convert you,...

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Where there had been laughter, sparkling tears Kissing naked hearts with shadows, clinging fears Dreams silenced by the darkness, quiet despair Erasing all the light within, doubt beyond compare Echoes of grace and mercy, breathlessly listening Lifting the obscurity, inspirations flowing, glistening Whispers pleading for new beginnings, the unveiling Satisfaction rubbing away the worries, belief prevailing Serenity sighs through the spirit, jubilantly singing Dispelling...

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The Uyghur Empire’s ruler where the sun rarely blessed Travelled to the Northern bank of the Luo in contemplation And stayed in a tomb for three days after battling Yan Thus, four angels of the Faith of Mani appeared in the dark cave The first Manichaean came into the world from the North He was named Ruixi for he was...

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My Conversation with Life In the Journey across, I saw her pass It was MY LIFE and I could not stop but ask "Hey, Can we have a talk?" And she Said, *Why not... Come with me.. Let's walk!" I asked her ,"Why not halt, Sit and take some rest? " She said, "I cannot stop, for I have to move on....

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"...the ecological crisis is also a summons to profound [theological] conversion." #217, Laudato Si', Pope Francis Those who benefit from a StraightWhiteMale privileged, LeftBrain dominant, Patriarchal-Capitalist monotheistic image for God's anthrosupremacist omnipotence, May have trouble recognizing that UnStraight, UnWhite, unprivileged ecopolitical victims try to thrive with win/win Left/Right bicameral intelligence despite chronic trauma histories of rightwing...

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I am familiar with evangelical conversions understood as moving away from sinner, unredeemed heathen, unenlightened addiction to evil, demonically disempowered reprobate status moving toward regenerative winner status saved by the blood of the Lamb. This traditional way of processing progressive therapeutic conversion is a change through predation, colonization, of one orthodox religious template for all Other incorrect cultural defects. To the contrary, the Conversion Experience of bioregions, of ecosystems, of healthy v pathological subclimates of...

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Punctures the mind with thorns of Truth, draws forth an inferno from a smoldering ember. Erupts a Kingdom from a mustard seed embraces abandonment upon its knees. Slices open your heart, reorients Truth, galvanizes purpose and awakens identity. It pierces your hands, straightens your feet engulfs your will, takes up its Cross. All so God may... Re-knit your soul in the Image of Glory...

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