Have i come to the end in the
journey of life.
i no longer know wich way my path
seems to go on.
could it mean that this is the end of
my forgotten life.
All i see is darkness so i sit and wait
for the end to come.
But as i close my eyes and the only
one in my mind is God.
I hear a sweet voice in my hear
telling me that there is a way out.
So i open my eyes and notice its still
dark all around.
i close my eyes again and let the
sweet voice be my guide.
Ill be walking with my eyes close
until the sun light comes.
For with the light comes my second
chance in life.
Don’t look for me when I am gone
I was never really here.
A temporal visitor from God knows where.
Sparked into awareness
an apprentice of continuation.
Dissipated like a grain of salt
in the endless ocean of imagined existence,
I am.
Carried on the cosmic wind
I dust the shores of other karma's
touching and partaking
in the unbearable light of a somewhere else.
Oblivious to past and present
and blinded by the light of being.
Do not look for me
I cannot be found
but when next we meet,
together we will own the universe.
As I was driving down each street
a friend whom was with me
said.. have you ever thought of street lights
how they seem to have the same colors
Just like as.. for christmas time
Red-- Green-- Yellow
Then I saw a Red light
Which Then became green
but then I saw ahead twas yellow one
as I looked in my rear-veiw mirror
there was many White head lights
that seemed rushing
Light was behind me
In then I seen in my side view mirrors
Many-More White head-lights
This is what came to my mind
As you drive down the road of Life
There is like a Red light..
Which represents the blood of Christ
then when you become born again
Green light which represents the Holy Spirit
Comes to live within..
Yellow light represents.. like Heaven shall be
paved in Yellow type Golden Streets
The White head lights that I seen
Reminded me of all the many Souls..
That are behind and beside me..
As we all go.. through this road of life
Till we Reach Heaven...
Strange tis be
but Beautiful.. ways to see..
For every Soul..
Whomsoever comes to Jesus
Born-again receives Eternal Life
The Light House… Shines on
Light keeps shining… through the darkness
Of the midnight air… Light glowing ever-so-bright
For the ships to come in… on the wing of a tide
While awaiting- keeping the bright light a-glow
As through the mist of… the ocean spray
Along the side of the sea… coming the waves
Awaiting for our ship- to turn in
The Captain… of the ship Returns
From Sea... to Shining Sea
Our Father of Lights.. Forever Shines on
Divine Light Shine with-in… Cast out darkness
Spirit with-in… Forever Shines on… Born-again
Witnessing for others to come… on wings of Angels
A-waiting for Christ… Keep Light of Faith a-glow
Through life’s… troubles… rays of days
Jesus by our side… coming soon end of days
A-waiting for life here on earth comes to an end
Jesus Christ Returns… Rapture takes place
From Earth... to Eternity
Come to Jesus
The night is almost gone
Perhaps almost beyond the shaded dark
The hour of light to soon belong
Some whence for life to tell apart
For ones’ eyes only to see
If seen shall light be of day?
And my eyes yet seen to be
The dawning to simply light my way
Rays drowning shadows
For begone are than my shaded night
Anew are hopes revitalizing sorrows
For a return came whence the dawning sunlight
-Night and day-
A tug and pull of lovers never entwined,
-Beauty and force-
The caress and the crave,
As the sun fades beneath the dawn
And the light slowly retreats
The night, edging forward
Seeking to touch, to grasp
But too late, as the light fades away:
And it is here… the darkness has settled-
And the dark is omnipresent
A depth of universe
So vast, so full of stars and worlds
So enshrouding, a blanket of secrets and untold deeds
So grand and great
So mighty, unquestionable
Inevitable
For the dark to encroach, encompass and overwhelm;
This night
It stands all around us
With no peers or equals
The light long gone, long faded
And the night, it waits till the fawning of the sun
The first sign of light
To fade away
Alone, every night
In its grandeur,
Alone.
While Watching the Dark Clouds
While watching the sky and its amazing dark clouds,
I was lost for a while in the diffusing Sunlight,
Coming from behind the engulfed Sun,
Penetrating it somewhere, without much success,
However, silently the Sun kept on trying and moving,
In spite of all the dark clouds,
Hovering all around it and were trying to fear the Sun,
By their shapes and dark sings.
But the clouds could not block the movements of the Sun,
And its life giving light for more than
Few moments.
It assured me once again in my faith,
That darkness can never be a
A permanent fate.
Sooner or later the light brings alive the life,
Even if, it is in extreme darkness.
Ravindra
Posted on 04th Jan. 2011
Photo by Ravindra K Kapoor
http://poetrypub.ning.com/photo/watching-the-dark-couds-054?context=user
The light shines on the darkest days
Freeing a soul
Opening up ur mind
Bringing hope
Bringing love
The smallest light
Can save a life
The light shines on the darkest days
When your alone
When there no one else
That light shines through
What happens when its the darkest day
And theres no light
Its just dark
There is no happy ending
Just reality...just life
And your alone and crying
Theres nothing anyone can do
The darkest days have come and have gone
But it doesnt make the tears the screams and the lives lost ok
The light shines on the darkest days
But there still alone
Still crying
The light doesnt save everyone
The light doesnt always shine bright enough
So when that light, is not enough to see us through
Lets hold hands and pray
Lets hold hands and pray
LET HOLD HANDS.... AND DO SOMETHING
So when there alone
There scared
And there is no one else
We join together and bring the light to them
Lets answer our own prayers
On the darkest days the light shines through
But what if it doesnt
What then?
......Will u do something
When you find yourself at the bottom of the ocean with no where to go but up, would you
start swimming, or wait to be rescued? When you find yourself pushed onto the floor, would
you get back up, or lay there defeated? It is only the weak who give up, but only the strong
will survive. It is only the cowards who wish for the end of time, but only the brave will live
there lives. In the darkest of days, there is still a light that guides your way. A light that
guides you into a place of warmth and comfort that only you know. A light that guides you
into the arms of someone who loves you, and suddenly you feel, “This is where I was meant
to be. This is home.”
There is subdued talk in the lowlight rooms
And outside the skies wear a dove grey bloom,
The wintry light seems brittle edged
To the suns brief course, the day is sped.
Gold and green leaves on their branches whip
Robins fly and land with a quick hop skip,
Then clouds are parted
A shaft of light comes through,,
As before night falls; bids us the sun adieu.
© Joe Maverick 26-09-2010
It is almost full moon
and I am surrounded by Earth in the night light,
Up here perched on top of my roof
As if I had no where else to go.
I feel more real up here than I do down there,
Yet I am isolated and still
as night’s air hangs on my skin while moon’s light absorbs me
into the life we forget as we go about our day.
Songs of crickets in the ground wash over the noisy sea
Beneath the idea I live as me.
I peer through your open window
Distracted by the colour of your TV,
Cars in the streets, people pacing in their homes.
But moon’s light absorbs me away
Into the dark blue sky of stars
Abundant above in absolute adoration…
And I am in awe.
Why not this reality set me free?
Why am I bound by day and all its modern technology?
My spirit is weeping.
The longer I sit upon my roof
The clearer I see through dark trees and vast seas
Alone with the sounds of the night’s world
my being years for inner peace.
As long as man has lived upon this Earth
The quest for beacons of light has endured
Primitive cultures, man’s earliest ancestors
Found wonder in the moon’s allure
Upon the seas, more advanced civilizations
Made their way guided by celestial orbs
Eventually creating historic lighthouses
To guide their navigational course
Greeks found solace in a light
Emanating from Mount Olympus
Gods and Goddesses they worshiped
Until the discovery of those truly blessed
God’s light serves as our beacon now
Eternal glow that guides us through storms
And when we discover this light’s power
The spirit of the believer transforms
Satan’s path winds only through darkness
Images of eternal suffering emerge
When we fail to find the beacon of light
And remove the stain of sinful scourge
It is man’s choice to pursue radiance or darkness
The preferred path is usually lit by the bright
For just as early man perceived from the moon
Souls are ever drawn to beacons of light
*For Wounded Words "Eternal Figures" challenge
The Lord is the light my heart seeks hope from on high,
it will rise in me a fury of joy of the most high,
for I see darkness flee in terror of his love for me,
his light shall scatter the despair in the air,
as the storm gives way to those who praise,
my spirit swells with peace from on high.
Let there be light
Where no lights can be
Let there be heart
When your love cannot see
Let there be sun
That all eyes can feel
Let there be warmth
To allow us to heal
Let there be hope
Where all should kneel
Let there be love
At everyone's next meal
Let there be light
That reflects from the sea
Your face and mine
Smiling outwardly free
Let there be harmony
To better this place
Understanding and peace
And no arms race
Let there be friendship
Stretching land to land
Working together
With common command
Your light has always shone on me
the grace instilled with deep belief
I light a candle and say a prayer
I can always find You there
when I pray on bended knee
or a quick "ask" where ever I may be
an answer always come from You
kyrie eleison, shine Your truth
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