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Premium Member Clay-Borne Love

Where upon the earth do I acquaint new life?
A Spirit who scampers upon a banshee breeze,
Unsure—anxious thoughts taking aim, rife, unmoored
Focus unsharp—a fog on a mountain freeze—trees
Seek hope, its landing unannounced, high and lofty:

A child, clay-borne, raised by morning’s star,
and bearing the velocity of love

Untainted, untrodden, undaunted, unstifled—
What nurtures freedom in a nature made for freedom
Time clicks; a moment slips, forgotten.
Hallowed, sought, bought, fraught—a chiefdom
Berean, listening without ears of cotton

Whispering, churning, turning, burning—wind
A persiflage ingested as thunder rumbles, grumbles
Persistence, resistance—conscripted in sin
There, a cry for wisdom, yet stuck—fumbled
Who? A father, mother, sister, brother—kin?

Progeny, cacophony—perhaps fools on atolls
All, forgotten tenets in interplanetary space
The medicament—far-reaching, teaching bleeding souls
Contrary to prevailing belief: to show no grace
Yet responsible life-stewards, a virtuous gift extols
Greater, higher—hope, faith, and love proclaim the Ancient Scrolls

Thunderstruck


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Premium Member THE GREATEST EVENT

See the tent in Egypt and the refugees -
the carpenter, his wife and his son -
gathered in a peaceful moment,
though hunted and on the run.

A joyful scene one evening:
held up by the man’s gentle hands,
the toddler took his first stand
on the soil of the slave-maker’s lands.

One small step for a human,
more profound than Armstrong’s deed.
A giant leap for all mankind
made to fulfil our greatest need.

For that boy just kept on walking
all the way to the cross and His doom.
So much greater that God stepped on earth
than ever man walked on the moon.

Premium Member planning my next incarnation

if reincarnation exists
and I’m absolutely sure it does
my new body will be flexible and twist
I want height like my tall Cuz

Unsure yet if I’ll choose gal or guy
I want to be an athlete though
Plan on being outgoing shy
no preference, whether Jennifer or Joe


Premium Member God With Us

When Angels to the shepherds brought,
the good news of what God had wrought
They shared that through the virgin birth
God had in flesh, come down to earth.

The babe the shepherds found that day,
cradled in crude trough, lined with hay,
was God who earth and heaven made,
in David’s town, to men displayed.

The boy whose wisdom Rabbis hailed,
was God with us, deity veiled,
so, He whose mind all knowledge knew,
could learn as all His creatures do.

The humble teacher Rabbis scorned
was God with us, as human born
The One of whom the prophets wrote
was made to die as their scapegoat.     

God with us endured sin’s pain
the source of life, by humans slain.
Guiltless was He who bore man’s shame
that man His righteousness might claim.

God with us, what a wondrous thought
that God to man, salvation brought.
What glorious incarnation this,
in Christ, justice and mercy kissed.

Let us with the shepherds, seek Him,
and with the wise men, worship Him,
that one day soon, we’ll go with Him,
and spend eternity with Him.

Premium Member F The Incarnation

Eternal God did not abandon man after Papa Adam fell into sin
But promised to send the world a Savior to free man from his sins
And to re-opento him the gates of Heaven
The Savior of all men is Jesus Christ
The chief teaching of the Catholic C/hurch about Jesus Christ 
Is that He is Eternal God made man
Father Christ is only one Person, the 2nd Person of the Blessed Eternal trinity
Father Christ has 2 nature
The nature of God
And the nature of man
Father Christ was born of the Blessed Virgin Mother Mary on December 25
On Christmas day
In Bethlehem
More than 2025 years ago
Father Christ had no earthly Father
St. Joseph was His foster father
St. Joseph took the place on earth of Father Christ’ Father in Heaven

Poetry Form: Free Verse
Date Typed: May 20, 2025
Time Typed: 5:22pm

Humbly I Bow

A star shown above his birth for two years;
A star that only those of faith could see.
He left His royal court and majesty
In humble exchange for a trough and tears.

Because of my sin I could not see Him,
Even though His star shown brightly around.
Then His holy hand reached out and touched me
And pulled me back from the abyss’s rim.

I see His radiance and glory now
Beside the lowly feed trough where He lies.
During this very season of seasons
Before His majesty I humbly bow.


Incarnation

If there was no one
to believe
would there still
be truth

If there was no one
to tell
would silence 
take root

If there was no one
to laugh
would smiles
be gone

If there was no one
to love
would all feeling
— abscond 

(Dreamsleep: September, 2024)

Premium Member Your Incarnation

A stirring storm of lightning like lava caused commotion. 
Among seraphims and cherubims… clouded confusion.
The father asked, when all prophets failed, 'who, now, would I send?'
Celestials, like souls of ghosts, stood benumbed at your consent.

Didn't the chorus of 'Holy' give you endless pleasure?
Did the heavens strain you so that you sought earthly leisure?
The galaxies and constellations stood in sombre surprise.
Who could stop you when visions of salvation filled your eyes?

Didn't you know a cross-shaped piece of wood would be your bed?
Your flesh would be torn. Bones would be broken. Blood would be shed.
Stretching your nailed hands and your damaged legs, you would stand dead.
Wasn't it with no knowledge of grief that you went ahead?

The heavens descended on the earth at your incarnation.
Times, O Christ, ticked your timelessly timed perpetuation.

Premium Member The Incarnation

How elegant was the world you had made, God, my Father
The sun, the moon, and the stars, as fully alive, functioned.
Herbs, shrubs, plants, trees, flies, birds, beasts, and humans had their honor
Each speck, as though a heavenly gem, by no power, shunned

Eve disobeyed. Cain killed. The list, like a chain, continued.
When will these vices end? Even sages couldn't predict
Prophets, like torchbearers, tried hard to set a flawless mood.
Could they, yet, erase from the earth the good-evil conflict?

Who will I send it to now? O Father, you ask within
Knowing your inner thoughts, the Son willingly says, 'I'll go'
He decided to incarnate to take away the sin.
He knew that, lanb-like, his body would break and blood would flow.

The earth gained a new form, as though waiting for the monsoon.
Nature, with the universe, seemed to compose a new tune.

Premium Member Incarnation Of Jesus

As the Polaris shines at day-night, night-day transition
And lightens up nooks and crannies of all eight directions
To confirm the covenant as per David's tradition
The Virgin brought forth the prism of multi-hued reflections

As per the saints' and sages' prophecies, the endless Word
From the tiny town of Bethlehem, he began his strife
As perceived by the Spirit, he'd rewrite history's pages.
He'd be at the helm like a good captain, risking his life.

The spark of the eternal and divine word in nature
That, once, was with the omnipresent and omnipotent
Pitched his tent amidst human folk as their loving neighbour.
Spreading light like the galaxy, bright and magnificent

Renouncing the glorious heavenly thrones, he descended.
History, for a while, like a faint clock, stood suspended.

Desert Flower Soul

How is it that I know your eyes?
	That I understand
		the language
			of your spirit?

Yet
	We are discovering each other
		in this moment
	for the first time. 

Within how many lifetimes
	have we met?

What is the number counted
	for how often
		our hands
			have reached to dance?

Hands of strangers
	upon first meeting
	however known
		across the expanse 
			of incarnations – once touched.

Lips that speak
	of silent forever’s 
		adrift together
	among the seasons.

A knowing 
	beyond names ever spoken
		save the two that reside
	in each others hearts.

You are the desert flower
	I am the rain
		fallen
			upon scorched ground
		in search of yearning pedals
	that I may be
		consumed. 

~

It is the rain
	that drinks of the flower
		absorbed 	
	in its radiant beauty.

Premium Member Love's Incarnation

Mother is...

The incarnation of God's eternal love within the perimeter of temporal life!








© Demetrios Trifiatis
        14 May 2023
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Happy Mother's Day to all mothers of the world!

Premium Member Consubstantial

Ere time, consubstantial were God and Word,
distinct yet intertwined, same, not homoi.
Creator, light by darkness never blurred,
life’s author, shining source of man's great joy.

A man from God, John did come to proclaim,
profess the light that all men might believe.
"Prepare the way," the herald did exclaim,
the Maker of the world to be received.

Though come unto his own, he met disdain.
Yet those who trusted Him, and in His name,
born not of blood nor will of mortal man,
these were adopted, God's children became.

The Word donned flesh, among us pitched His tent,
’twas filled with grace and truth, by Father sent.

(from John 1)

homoi - Greek, meaning similar, of like kind - one of the important creedal declarations was that Father and Son are the same essence, not just like or similar, part of the fuller development of the doctrine of the trinity from the study of scripture
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Premium Member Incarnation Into An Enlightened Universe

 
"The higher awakening is call God Consciousness.
In this condition you will see that all objects of
this world are your own universal self."

                                     Quote by _Quotefancy


I have been lost in spiral thoughts,
returning to the same dark place;
and never connecting the dots,
awake, dream, sleep negative space.

Spiralling in empty stagnation,
until I let go and transcend;
rising to higher creation,
in my self universe I blend. 

My new world is God's pulsation,
it is like my own self planet;
a place of pure love foundation,
enlightenment my enchantment.

Clouds pass in an azure blue sky,
I am empty of the long past;
positive, healed, aware I fly,
and my higher self space is vast.

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May 24, 2022


Poetry/Quatrain/Incarnation Into An Enlightened Universe
Copyright Protected, ID 05-1458-352-24
All Rights Reserved, 2022, Constance La France

Written for the Premier contest, Unity Consciousness
sponsor, Seeking Unseeker, Judged 06/01/2022

Third Place

Napowrimo Day5: Myth's Passing

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Ancient
Shorts

Ancient powers forever lost
Mourn their passing
When time stands still.
Wander over hill and dale
March along the river's edge
On no occasion to be found.
Again, sweet song sung by the water
Beauty's incarnation to see the light nevermore.

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