I am ONE IN HIS PURPOSE
Almighty God Alpha and Omega;
Created in me His likeness I am energy;
Appointed, anointed of God author and finisher;
Of my faith
I am beloved a bridegroom;
I am 1 unity;
I am 2 a witness;
I am 3 part of a trinity for universal creative;
I am 5 I am in grace;
I am 6 I’m a man, formed and fashioned;
I am 7 perfection, incompletion and in rest;
And the people ask this question;
But the question is I may, not be the best;
But in Him I am best and better than blessed;
I am unity oneness of His purpose;
The life in me is the breath of God;
Hallelujah
2/17/2023
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2023
Categories:
incompletion, analogy, appreciation, caregiving, god,
Form: Free verse
At the shrinkage of the page
Expressions plead for length
Inhibition imposed on lines by columns
Words already accustom to scarcity
Pieces find focus in incompletion.
Thoughts flutter toward temples
Ready to leave prints on a canvass
Diving into ink, drying before depart
Leaving smudges with hints of beauty
Never a portrait to hold high.
Love found constancy through infatuation
Appearing in every attempt at honing
Shadowed by past excellence's remembrance
Exposing an unguarded diminishment
Appeased by external validation.
Truth distilled through repetitition
Emotional trials shared in nude
No longer enigmatic, too foreign to own
Complacent with the ease of flow
Mentally stalled by comfort's opposition to growth.
Time contriving towards finality
Longevity could not be imagined
A burnout, seen as a destination
Pieces threaded, undoing progress
Passion puckered away by a task, too daunting.
Categories:
incompletion, age, art, deep, love,
Form: I do not know?
This dance has a name
Its called patience
Patience in my mind
Patience in my soul
Patience in my body
It reminds me that it’s okay
with it’s gentle sway
Never too upbeat or ecstatic
To be unresolved
Is to feel the deep roots of incompletion
Having compassion for what’s left to unfold
So many experiences not yet lived
My fear of the unknown
want it’s all now
To define the undefinable
For the past can’t be re-written
and the future can’t be assumed
though, the current moment can be cultivated
Each passing breeze
Reminds me I’m alive
More awake than I’ve ever been
Categories:
incompletion, creation, future, journey, perspective,
Form: Lyric
In mind body and spirit I feel you
Physically, your presence makes me weak
All the strength I hold so dear fades away
The thick skin I've grown peels away before you
My mind can't handle it
All it wants to do is push you away
It knows that the love I have transcends all logic, all reason
I know better, but I don't want to
I don't want this to make sense
Knowing the end to every story and the punch line to each joke bores me
You shock me
You surprise me
My spirit never knew of its incompletion
Ignorant to what was missing
Until you completed it
Its as if our souls parted at birth
Always longing to be back together
Soul mates???
You make this theory into fact
Finding you and seeing your soul was like finding a new color
Like feeling a feel that is so rare there is no word describing it
Pure ecstasy
Categories:
incompletion, love,
Form: Free verse
Soul Consciousness
Is it the consciousness of the soul we seek?
Or the “conscious” mind in search of its “soul”.
For the soul resides in the eternal unconscious,
is ever present in the eternal – present – moment’s
subtle “animation” of the physical,
stimulation of the mental.
My soul…..the essence of my being
has existed for all of time,
is but a particle of the whole
an aspect of the “deity”,
a facet of creations desire for fulfillment
seeking union with its purpose.
My soul is consciously aware
of creations incompletion,
of the need for men and women
to acknowledge themselves
as the envoys of creation,
unite in bringing the state
of heaven – on earth.
For the extrapolation of the words
“and they were in one place with one accord”
would bring into effect a
vibratory validation of the belief
that “we souls” have a responsibility
to sound a conscious tone
in word, in action, in living
not bound by the strictures of a credo
but of a soul consciousness
vibrantly animating our being.
John G. Lawless
5/22/2016
Categories:
incompletion, life,
Form: Free verse
I am me, then there is he~
He, who is fragmented, un-whole, dirty~
He, who sees only incompletion and regret~
He, who hears naught but whispers of lack~
I am me, then there is he~
He, the odd one who can’t fit the mold~
He, who feels smothered by his own skin~
He who’s feet can’t touch the earth~
I am me, then there is he~
He, who is small, frail, girlish at best~
He, who is shunned, shamed, chosen last~
He, who is never enough, enough for me~
I am me, not the other who casts shadows~
Day and night shadows come to play~
I cannot gaze into my own reflection,
for I know not the mirror’s depth,
or the boy I will find within~
I am me , then there is he...
Copyright © Satprem 2015
Written age 14~
Categories:
incompletion, anxiety, child, deep, emotions,
Form: Free verse
eye opener, close me up for eternal slumber
clarity unseen, introduce a new world for me
nobody's vision can really decipher the murky water in the art i see
i deteriorate in the rusty shingles of Peace to forever unknown
blue candles burn, but they do not illuminate
blue brains wordplay, but who really knows what they will create
blue dwellings crumble, but we are unsure what will actuallu dissipate
blue colors remain as definitive frigidity, but what will be uncovered when the ice of it all does hesitate
surely sealed identity, reveal me when the eye of the earth wilts
identity withheld always, unmask the old world's gentle smile
everybody's neglect of true respect explains today's pitiful passion
i guess i am a martyr for an opinion forever injured till death....incompletion, i guess, is the new parallel....
Categories:
incompletion, poetry,
Form: Free verse
I wish I could see what you see
I wish I could feel what you feel
For all Love falls like rain now on me
For I never before have felt real
Categories:
incompletion, introspection, lost love, love,
Form: I do not know?