IN JOURNEYING TO RECOVERY
In your journey,
Remember how far you’ve come;
It is important:-
The distance you have covered,
Makes your destination less.
Always remember,
Journeying in faith in God’s grace,
There are no roadblocks:
Healing Grace conquers them all;
Reaching destiny ensured.
Sowing seeds of faith,
Always reap successful fruits
Of nourishing grace:
So live in gardening faith;
God’s rod and staff plowing you.
Recovering all,
Remember this seedy thought:
“We reap what we sow.”
Praise God in all thanksgiving
For faithful cultivation.
And when recovered,
Be in God’s labors of love;
Helping others sow:
Plowing and faithful reaping,
God’s fruits of recovery:-
TO ME AND MY PEOPLE JOURNEYING ONWARD
Journey in belief,
Knowing God’s navigation,
Ensures the journey:-
Doubt not God’s footprints;
Just keep on walking in them:
Destiny waiting:-
Look how far we’ve come;
Look how far back we started:
Still journeying on:-
Destination reached,
And it's time for some to rest,
Give God The Glory:-
Some journeys soon end;
God has been given the praise:
Rest time on the way:-
We hope love’s labors,
Have us there to greet you all:
We all…praising God:-
JOURNEYING IN FAITHFUL NAVIGATION
Let’s not be dismayed,
We’ve come a mighty long way:
Let’s give God the praise.
Despite today’s forced slowdowns,
God has not left us.
There’s still much to do;
Let’s keep on keeping onward:
Raising ourselves up:-
Justice’s hand getting closer,
Let us raise our faith higher:-
Let’s keep hope flowing,
Washing away apathy:
Liberty waiting:-
Yes, there was crucifixion,
But then came the ascension:-
Once more and again,
Though not where we want to be,
Look how far we’ve come:
We’ve broken so many chains,
And smashed so many road blocks:-
We’re in ascension,
With Jesus navigating:
Liberty waiting:-
With Christ footprinting the way,
We’ll soon reach liberation:-
Though nothing changes, nothing stays intact.
Some places I have loved are shrunken, spoiled,
and sights I’ve carried with me are now soiled,
polluted. I’m confronted with the fact.
But Rome’s eternal, even when it’s sacked.
It’s comforting to know that, when I’ve toiled
to keep alive a vision, and recoiled
from ruination, I can yet exact
enormous pleasure from what still remains.
The brooding phantoms which I have to face
are ghosts of my past self. As vigour wanes,
it pains me to recall each trait and trace
of what I was, in catacomb campaigns,
whose faded glory saturates the place.
It’s caught up, always, in those little things:
street corners, half-familiar: shop facades:
it’s not so much expansive boulevards
as rain-worn roofs which pluck the silvery strings
of sorrow. Part of my subconscious clings
to remnants – ruined fragments, broken sherds.
They say the brain’s an organ which discards,
not hoards. Why, then, these cruel rememberings?
A tranquil helmsman, plotting perfect vectors,
is how I see myself. Wretched delusion!
We’re buffeted by failure and exclusion,
divided into Hectors or defectors.
The only shred of dignity it brings
is when we learn to love our sunderings.
JOURNEYING WITH WISDOM
Like the sun and its being,
Wisdom knows no dimness;
Her light is eternal, and where she is,
There can never be ignorance of darkness:-
For like the sun, she shines forever bright
In the inner sanctum of the ego of mind:
Inevitable truths, flowing like an enlightening river
From the valley of the womb of God’s infallibility,
Forever birthing the living word of the tree of life;
With the divineness of guidance always available
To those seeking her cosmic counseling:-
And may the source of wisdom’s floating river
Forever stream the depths of the valley of my spirit,
Spewing service to all, in dedicated labors of love:
My wages, her flowing baptizing waters:-
sunshine above our head
moonlight caresses our nights
no roadmap no gps
just following instinct
AP: Honorable Mention 2024
tween her thighs the inner Universe lies lights
comes from within on high
from within our eternal host
quotes to seeded at first into a vessel
From passageway from heaven onto Earth
birth soul inside of vessel flesh so right
For my truest essence not my flesh
but my life light
I am my Father’s Delight
I'm From Heaven and I'm journeying here down to earth
Birth
Father shine on me
For I am your see
as I grow I'm in eternal energy tree
While why I flourish and grow
I shine on this Earth
I'm From Heaven and I'm journeying here down to earth
Birth
flight I am the righteousness of you
A passenger from heaven
We come to earth
through the womb
of our Mother's
tween her thighs the inner Universe lies lights
comes from within on high from within our eternal
I'm from Heaven and I'm journeying here down to earth
Birth host
8/3/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2024
Like the sun and its being
Wisdom knows no dimness
Her light is eternal
And where she is
There can never be
The ignorance of darkness
For like the sun
She shines forever bright
In the inner sanctum
Of the ego of mind
With inevitable truths
Flowing like an enlightening
River from the mountain of
The womb of God’s infallibility
Forever birthing the living word
Of the tree of life
With the divineness of guidance
Always available to those
Seeking her cosmic counseling
And may the source of her flowing
River forever stream my volcanic spirit
Spewing service to all in dedicated labors
Of love and baptizing wisdom being my wages
When once i was a pilgrim
Whilst following the sky at at night
I fore-took a journey to the promised land
And in so doing one day upon my travelling got
lost in the delirious midday sun amidst the
barren desert
When my legs grew tired underneath me
and my eyes began to shut
Until the last thing i remembered was taking
a napp under the shade the olive grove provided
And sometime in between my semi or unconscious
state of dreaming
A burning bush and booming voice
as clear as day drew my attention to it
Bellowing the answer to the question
you and those who tread this path before you
in search of other worldly treasures
said is burried beneath your very feet
Then just as i fell asleep moment's
earlier i was wide awake once again
And dug and dug underneath the money tree
until my bones and fingers bled and i
discovered the root of all evil
All alone
just by myself
I journey through life,
Many walk alongside
but all along I walk alone.
Slowly, steadily
at an even pace,
Resting but a wee while
Milestone after milestone
I walk but wearily
the well-trodden path of life,
Never straying afar
Never wading into the rough waters
Just anxious to get somewhere,
Just eager to find myself
a patch of cool shade away from this
searing heat of the mid-summer day.
No compass in hand
No polestar to guide
No beacon beckoning
No sails set
No winds of the sea
to steer the course
as I voyage through life
just hoping to drift rudderless
into some safe harbor someday.
Every now and then
I pause to look back
and see only my shadow
grudgingly tagging along,
and this winding road
relentlessly trailing behind.
The surrounding silence hangs
like a cold breath in the air
and the waves of the turbid waters
urge me on into its stygian depth.
~"Any New Free Verse Poem" contest
by Lu Loo
By your side I choose to travel
Yet this trip I do solo
To the depths of a secret pool
I dive and must explore alone
Such depths far from barren
Things recovered are hard to explain
Like living pearls from the sea
Preciously brought back
Barely seedlings needing care
Please understand when I tell you
I nurture them in my heart
Till they take root and
Slowly grow as flowers in a garden
It’s still early spring but
I look forward to the day
You will notice it beyond the fence
And want to be invited
To walk through my inner garden
As you trod along your own journey
AP: 3rd place 2020
Journeying A Temporary Esoteric Plane
As true as it is
And so it be—
Yet
Though one
Of the number
Is no more
We remain perpendicular
To the teeming level plane;
Traveling parallel;
Seeking an enlightening quest:
Though the cold
Dark grave
Lies before us,
It darkness holds no fear—
For ours is a journey of light;
Searching the word
Without wintering end
Nor demise of summering toils;
Knowing that substitution,
Like raindrops, is temporary.
My heart pounds swiftly and sweetly
As I set again home bound
My body is calmed in unreached respite
My soul outruns its line
And catches untouched pleasures
In a little while
I will lay my bent and beaten back on my bed
And rest my burdened head on my mother’s lap
I will savor her supple hands’ giftedness
And look into my father’s bright face
I shall hear again mother’s well-known tunes
That tickled me to thrill
I will walk proudly in the peaceful precinct
Where I am king
Journeying The Fiery Furnace Of Hate…
Once more and again, our hush harbors of audacious faith,
Studded with rainbow stained panes, have become matchless
To the penetrating beams of the putrefying rays of fearful hate:
Veiling the blessings of the sacred cross’s grace and righteousness.
The wayward children of Satan no longer wear their stained sheet
Scorched by the sweltering flames of God’s desecrated trees---
But scroll with ease into the sacred fold where peace and love meet:
With bowed heads---collectively sowing seeds of Grace on bending knees.
It is said that to forgive an erred human mind, is truly and act divine.
It is said that we must forgive frightened minds oblivious to what they do.
What a heavy burden heaped upon the bloody hearts of yours and mine;
May The Most High God forgive my wanting vengeance for me and for you!
Once more and again, let the fiery furnace of hate be drenched with holy water
from above.
Once more and again, let our earthly sojourn leave footprints of victory, unity
peace and love.
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