Only man is the causer and reality Is the effect
The push and pull of the pendulum in the hourglass of life
is enteral life
the evolution of man is the evolution of the soul
man who chooses to weep will not reap any of his fruit
is duality of yin and yang through right or wrong thought.
Free thy soul upon the cross,
for he has risen for all,
thy blood is precious,
that dripped down from his head,
nail not the soul to the cross.
But leave his tome with love,
raise above all so they will see,
this gift he gave of enteral love.
Blind shall now see with wonder,
the deaf will hear his sound,
all will touch his feet,
we will taste his wine of love,
all will see his radiance,
Then the soul will be set free,
Live not today but wait,
For tomorrow your death,
will bring no sorrow,
to thee
Most Beautiful Christmas Poem
Santa Clause cannot be seen but we believe in him,
Christ was born upon this Christmas Day.
His gift of life was not wrapped in glitter and gold,
and His suit was covered in blood.
On this day of His birth a bright Star appeared,
our trees with bright blinking lights a top we place this Star.
The branches resemble his arms reaching out to all,
these gifts below touch the hearts of many.
It is our way to give happiness to one another,
placing our hearts into a box waiting to be opened.
Bring joy and laughter on this one day of the year,
Yet, He brings joy to all each and everyday.
So place your gift of love into one another,
hold it as if it will never disappear.
As He gave to us enteral life to enjoy forever,
this gift of love can be opened each and every,
Day of The Year
Contest: Most Beautiful Christmas Poem
Sponsored by: Mystic Rose Rose
Dated Created: 11/14/2022
Larks are ascending funnels of sky,
songs smoke from enteral chimneys.
In an industrial park a fine Autumn light
burns bright.
Shoes fill with walkers,
we are out and praising
the clanking machinery,
for we are all leaves
in the same furnace.
What we suppose
to be sleep and decline
is a wooded factory, a whittle and grind
gearing-up for an over-spilling,
a bundling color-filled season,
one that will in time
hammer snow out of spoilage.
The Larks are trilling,
they rise to the top of their voices.
Conveyer belts of cooling hymns
are ready to be parceled and sent,
addressed graphically:
'Return to Sender.'
fatigue drenches my body
as i lie like a log sunken in wet cement
too tired to sleep
too daze to fully awake
heavy are my old bones
droopy are my eyelids
weariness blankets my soul
cold and still in a restless rest
through slits of small eyes
i see the shadow of death
and feel the nakedness of his skeleton hand
upon my clammy brow
as my eyes ease gentle into enteral slumber
BRIGHT LIGHT
the clanking of a metal spoon
in a glass bowl of hot chicken soup
under my arms.two hands set me up
fluff my pillow
then spoon feed me
warm chicken broth
that vitalizies my senses
my eyes glazed slowly open
and i see an angel
through good times or bad
through happy or sad
in sickness or health
lowering me back to rest
with a cool cloth on my forehead
and a warm hand holding my own
with a touch that connects our souls
and a smile that is Heaven Sent.
The sun was hot but it was cold
He was old but I was not
I could walk but he could not
Although he was frinedly I was not
He spoke to me but I did not
I thought he was beneath me but he taught me alot
Although he was old he had wisdom
The kind that came from a kingdom
Grace, and peace of a lord if only I had listened
he spoke to me with a commanding voice
he told me I have a choice
which path will I chose
The path of peace and enteral light with dimonds to light
Or the path to damnation and enteral darkeness full of wrath in
the path
Like when I'm in your arms i am safe
Like when in running agaisnt the wind
All my loosing all my fears within
With every light seeping through
I couldn't dream of anything more immaculate
This is my dream Come and find me as a sleep
Selene took my from my sheep
Selene; forevermore shall In sleep
This is my dream Come and find me as a sleep
Selene took my from my sheep
Selene; forevermore shall In sleep
"Your beauty is all I seek
Come stay an enternity in sleep"
"cold mistress just leave me
I'm going throughly this star-caressed lands, wasted"
"You are for me
Shall be mine
together; never Lovelorned
Within an enteral rest
Passing through thy heart"
This is my dream Come and find me as a sleep
Selene took my from my sheep
Selene; forevermore shall In sleep
This is my dream Come and find me as a sleep
Selene took my from my sheep
Selene; forevermore shall In sleep
God never leaves me, He's
Rooted in me like the trees
He lets me live, he just lets me be
I feel him here. In Heaven I'll see
Even more wonderous His Enterity
His enteral love's in all countries
From parents we learn about bees
And birds, and where we come from
In God, through Jesus I am just one
Of God's creatures. This I've known
Since a child. He doesn't sit on throne
He's all around, in light and in sound
Everywhere it is found He's profound
God never leaves me when I'm asleep
I say my prayers at night - Not a peep
Then, but when I pray during the day
I can feel a response in a tingling way
I have pictures and statues of Jesus
And a cross I don't wear. God's in us
He'll never leave me, this I know.
Not now, not ever. From this Earth
Body I will go into His sight. It's so
Ashes to ashes, to death from birth
I Love It When I Fill High On Love, But I Hate It When I Realize It's Fake...
I Love When My Eyes Are Clear with No Fog, But I Hate It When It Don't Last Long...
I Love It When I Fill Good Inside, And That I Can Be My Self, And Never Die. As Long As My
Gods On My Side, Ill Have Enteral Life...
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