Incense Poems - Poems about Incense

...The heavens are full of energies, the creation is ultimately made for mankind. The stars in the sky, reminds us of his mysteries..of life DNA is life. God is life. The higherpower has purpose..we co......Read the rest...

...Night Labor by Michael R. Burch for Rachel Corrie Tonight we keep the flame alive; we keep the candle lit. We burn bright incense in your name and swear we’ll not forget— your innocence, y......Read the rest...

... Fields of flowing, fresh flowers, in nascent dreams, Huge mug of coffee, such sensual incense to my nose. Fresh, hiily, waving, scented grass in rows of joyful te......Read the rest...

...Satan is sailing the Seas God is absolutely Great Satan is selling red shoes The Lord is divinely Good Satan is selling sneakers God is Pure Satan is selling incense Gentle God, have mercy on ......Read the rest...

...I don't know why I love your smile I don't know why I admire your style I don't know why I appreciate your ways I don't know why I want to carry your trays. Through your eyes I can see deep in ......Read the rest...

...The lotus blooms, a tranquil sight, Where once your eyes held warmth and light. Now bathed in silence, searching deep, You chase a peace my heart can't keep. My hand outstretched, a silent pl......Read the rest...

...7:15 on a Sunday evening Sparrows abdicate a sunny throne Chattering Coyotes scan the field Church doors are locked The swirling scent of incense settles Cold winds whistle ‘round the steeple A......Read the rest...

...??1 Kings 5:3-5 NIV?? [3] “You know that because of the wars waged against my father David from all sides, he could not build a temple for the Name of the Lord his God until the Lord put his enemies......Read the rest...

... I have a dream, that one day we will all be well free from worries, free from sickness, free from fear Conceiving such a world brings hope, one day we will all be believers and activists of ......Read the rest...

...In the battlefields, weapons are volatile. When the sinister charm of the angel of death preaches the gospels of chaos. When the greed of bloodthirsty people defiles the purity of freedom, equali......Read the rest...

...Easter Anointed Eternity Rises up above the paschal dawn Heaven’s wounded Prince returns to outshine glory As the sun blushes – witness to His splendor – Waters from His wounded side christen ......Read the rest...

...I am from glass globes of roses, from Gardenias and Gerbers. I am from dust floating in the air, caught in winter sun. I am from lilacs that can't be contained, whose fragrance colours early s......Read the rest...

... Where tender shoots each day birth new mercies, cultured in your word, my young spirit grows. From sun up, to down, your Spirit rises, I find myself humbled by your incense. I heed ......Read the rest...

...Free Speech is a pied-piper of artificial colours and flavours – mixing to grey, watching The Censor’s Army in red uniforms march close, as arson flames turn to incense. Who wants to be God? ......Read the rest...

... Dulcimer dewdrops paint the leafy canvas, hungry mouthlings bobbing a rambunctious sway from clear pleasure of impact to receive blessings of the day, the celestials......Read the rest...