KRONOS KAIROS
I am old
I am new,
I am elderly
I am young
I am from all times
of chronology... I was
when I use chronos...
But, being a child,
I want to remain being one
even mature, knowing...
I am old in convenience
being young in thought...
when Kairos takes me
divine consciousness,
timelessly, essence...
I live the times... all good!
"Never better ages"
I am, always was, will be...!
Since ten thousand years ago!
or more, I still don't know...
but I will know! Cronos
is not needed...
Kairos will show me
the truth... will set me free...!
In times of global acceleration,
Seek divine steps and wisdom's dictation,
Our superconscious downloads instruction
To reprogram our subconscious foundation.
Our thoughts, they may lag behind,
They oft confine our conscious mind
But God's wisdom, when intertwined,
Destiny quickens with Kairos time.
When Christ's mind becomes our own,
Influences subconscious to align with heaven
Our speech, infused with Rhema’s design,
Reflect God's purpose, clearly shown.
Embedded deep within our own hearts,
Resides God's plans, His perfect gifts,
With Dunamis flowing, we impart,
His strength and energy, our spirits leap.
How shall I count the time? Shall it be days?
Night’s hopes die yearning, restless for the next.
A measure of this sort, if one obeys,
Leads short and certain to a crossroad vexed.
Or shall I count by months the time and tide?
Will February rise and fall so soon?
Inexorable march, one’s patience tried;
Will lions turn to lambs inopportune?
Hope springs forth new, now melting icy powers.
For man’s time, not his own, is what perturbs,
Best seasoned by the passing of sweet hours,
By Kairos, the most fragrant of the herbs.
Oh Lord, I won’t be anxious, for it’s true:
A promised room prepared; my home's in you.
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for the 2022 Marathon Mile 9 Poetry Contest
sponsored by Mark Toney
written 02/01/2022
~~KAIROS~~
A rainy eve, soft tires pass us on the street.
June, you, the spring of my heart and my loins.
You, my eternal bliss with cascades of love in
just one kiss.
How Aphrodite caught us both in soulful bliss!
Standing in the rain on Polk Street.
We even stood in bare feet!
Forever afloat in love's sweetest boat.
My head on your soft, loving coat.
Why are you always intensely here?
Because you are my fate, so dear.
I try so hard in words to capture,
My love for you, who is my rapture.
Do all lovers feel this lost?
To love and never count the cost!
August 15, 2020
8:30pm PST
Pathos is my validity; for I hear my guides
and I feel them. I follow them, they make up
my Weltanschauung.
Ethos has nothing to do with me;
I have no interest in captivating or compelling
followers or admirers.
Eros was once my go-to place; I have outgrown
her bows and arrows; replacing her with
faith and peace.
An avid ideologist, I have never been interested
in logos of any kind; not once up a time,
not in this lifetime or any other.
Kairos has my full attention for I fall into every
situation that has ever made a difference in my life.
Sometimes being pushed in actually, kicking and screaming.
Philosophy? I do not have any; just a conviction that
entities are speaking to me, and I am grateful to have
the heart and soul to hear.
Five Shades of Anthracite
Triads of black white and grey in the middle colour in above and out within
Five silhouettes a passion play mix shadows dancing in the moonlit night
work art and framework on the vertical horizon of ecliptic thought’s array
Alchemy casts precious golden sculptures in the feeling fondness wisdom’s
mind tending to its business slow and fast evolving rainbow’s kairos white
Five shades blend into one reasoned action intuited perception truth reality
embodiment beholding earth wind fire water aired in carbon gilded nuances on
the journey’s crested prism’s holograms when three plus two engraves infinity
They overtone refinement’s overture into the pentagon from anthracite to gold
by way of any tinted tingle unadulterated quintessential and concerted meaning
13th September 2016
Human nature gets its share
in wrestling with the ideals,
principles or philosophy of man,
an uphill encounter, a process within.
Beyond human reasoning,
God apparently takes his place
to make us aware that he reigns
and propels us to draw towards him.
His message in manifold ways
stands to reason in biblical tone;
he sets the way and makes us mindful
of his enduring mercy and compassion.
Treasured in the hearts of believers
his great love and covenanted assurance
that he is with us and involved in our lives
like echoes or living letters in our midst.
In the wake of trials and difficulties,
runs across God’s wisdom in crooked lines;
deep and mysterious to keep in mind
like in relationship, scarred with blisters and pains.
As a qorban among the Jewish traditions
draws the meaning it conveys to human struggles;
in today’s world where divisions occur
a gift of ourselves can answer the call.
It’s beyond external things though,
while we enflesh the ideals into the act of faith
God’s ways are profound, mysterious and divine
in his kairos that no one knows so much.
Chronos, ordinary time
Kairos for all eternity
Combine into eternal now
And Kingdom comes in time
Cruciform - history & eternity
To spend time, ask God how
Like putting on jeans
Can I put on Jesus
God heard me scream
And he put me on Jesus
Agape does not discriminate
Unconditional love won't escape
The key to open is God's agape
Time to wake up to God is great
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