I journey upright
in an unseen four-horse chariot,
along the eternal path of time—
a charioteer;
with slackened reins
I calmly appear before you.
Motionless beside your absence,
at the navel of your land,
amidst your Pythian Games—
a charioteer;
with broken reins
I hold fast your imperishable feats.
Serene, I journey alongside
in your victory celebrations,
along the meandering ribbon of the Kabeiroi—
a charioteer;
with balanced reins
I glorify serenity and grace.
Empty seashore
The seashore is empty!
In the sea breeze, a vision—
your form!...
a puzzle!... with the pieces of your absence
joined in the refrain of the lapping waves—
pebbles, seaweed, and seashells.
Upon the emerging pebbles,
your light tread!...
An Aphrodite passing by,
steeped in the brine of youth,
leaving behind—in the fading wave—
a note of a wild waltz for this refrain.
Amidst the tangled seaweed,
your embrace!...
tight against the body of beauty,
loosened in the storm of desire,
two rose petals surrendered to the foam,
a note of stolen love—this refrain.
Upon the broken shells,
a shared promise—
the vow of an eternal love,
violated in the shifting sands,
like a shipwreck’s keel snapped in two;
the empty shoreline—a puzzle piece.
There is nothing eternal.
Therefore, we cannot be bound.
Yet, look upon reality!
With bound iron chains
Shouldered upon our backs,
We begin an invisible war.
"We win, and sometimes we fall."
There is something eternal.
Therefore, we are bound.
"In the name of family,"
With fused iron chains
Locked tightly against my chest,
In your name and mine,
We plant our flag upon this earth!
Deep within ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦ an eternal root,
¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ we rise, ¦¦¦¦¦¦ and shoot.
Generations ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦
Seeding love ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ in our heart.
¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦
In ancestral ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦¦¦ struggles, ¦¦¦¦¦ joys, ¦¦¦ our essence are knit,
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ their spirit does sit.
We grow, ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦
Yet, roots remind, ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦ future saplings, we must pass the fruit,
¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ wisdom ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ from the eternal root.
(Blackout of )
O God, we celebrate what you have done:
The wonder of your kindnesses and grace;
The goodness Jesus shows to everyone
Whom he’s redeemed from Satan’s tight embrace.
Our longing, hungry hearts you satisfy;
You free us from our prisons of remorse.
You calm the raging storms that terrify;
With grateful courage we can stay the course.
Your wondrous kindness when we cry in need
Delivers us from sickness and from death.
It’s caused our feeble efforts to succeed;
It gives us time to rest and catch our breath.
For this extraordinary charity,
We’ll give you thanks for all eternity.
I want nothing more than to rid you from my life,
but the cost of your absence is eternal grief -
a lifetime spent knowing
I will never love anyone else again.
Life, the eternal dance,
that pendulum always swaying from dark to light,
while we move around its arc, avoiding every strike.
But sometimes we’re clumsy with the steps we try to keep,
and the pendulum hits hard, knocking us off our feet.
Thrown into the shadows, surrounded by the flames,
cremating thought within your mind, igniting burning pains
that twist and churn so fiercely they could drive one insane.
But stand.
Stand on your own two feet.
Never give up.
Never accept defeat.
Dance through those flames that scorch inside your brain
until you reach the light once more and break free from the strain.
Continue the eternal dance,
dodging that pendulum’s swing at every chance.
And if once again you’re struck and knocked down,
remember this truth — Always Dance Strong.
There is no such thing as crying
when you are asleep
There's no such thing as dying
when you are a spirit that never creeps
Open up your eyes , you need no handkerchief
Awaken , your mind , get out of make , believe
At the physical death of the body
Spaced in a coffin a casket
You're true cell it's not there
You are spirit, essence arraigned in the air
Eternally mortalised
---eternal methamphomorics
8/07/26
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.
Years quietly slipped beyond us.
Today you stood before me.
Faded memories breathed once again.
Our eyes spoke forgotten stories.
Silence covered every trembling smile.
Your eyes still carried love.
My heart still carried pain.
Time refused our reaching hands.
Destiny separated our gentle paths.
My soul searched only you.
We will never reunite again.
My heart finally accepted truth.
Yet love never truly vanished.
Your memory became my breath.
My silence became eternal witness.
May your life bloom forever.
Let my sorrow remain mine.
Your smile brings lasting peace.
My love follows your shadow.
Goodbye never ends true love.
This meeting becomes our farewell.
Tears became love's final language.
Forgive my helpless broken heart.
Please stay happy, always, beloved.
Your happiness remains my prayer.
THOSE ETERNAL CLOUDS
Clouds are never dry—
When their water breaks,
It’s the birth of rain:
Godly tears aren’t cotton balls;
They are wet nourishing births:-
Aborting Satan,
Often seeks miscarriages
Of God’s birthing tears—
But after such storming tries,
Bright clouds polka dot the sky:-
Clouds aren’t cotton balls.
They are wet bales of God’s love—
And the pregnant sky:
Try imagining a sky,
That’s not pregnant with God’s clouds:-
soft flame
romantic dreamy mood
hearts deeply entwined holding soft hands
eternal love for each other solemnly declared
togetherness they forever embrace
From dust to dust
Earthly body must return
For eternal life
The soul must learn
Do no harm
Much love to emphasise
No fear just calm
The soul will rise
Discover all that is arcane
When we pass from here to there
The pinnacle eternal flame
Before we leave wisdom to share
Eternal Love
--------------------
Pure love is like water
That keeps life alive
Not to get it rusted ever
To go ahead and strive.
Deep love is like ocean
That having no end
Stays in the heart of men
Forever echoeing till the end.
Life is hard but love is like velvet
That smoothens the way of life
To make it flourished and celebrate
The succes of the journey to strive.
Love not being old is evergreen That has no decay to be seen
In the journey of life till the ending
And its eternal to exist in living beings
We walked and talked of promising dreams,
envisioning life fulfilled and fair;
designing grand, elaborate schemes.
We danced and romanced throughout the night.
Silent stillness among curtained air,
patient, waiting morn's revealing light.
We kissed and wished that love forever
rely on our unspoken prayer
that grief or strife can never sever.
We knew and grew bold, unhesitant
secured by Gestalt's context, aware
in our steadfast, eternal instant.
Sparks of mortal love,
Glowing embers eternal,
Mellowing embrace.....
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