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It's the day before your birthday
By Michelle Morris
29/10/2023
It's the day before your birthday
It's the day before you came
We were still one being
Hearts beating inside my frame
Like a painting by the Masters
You were me and I was you
Together a magical creation
That God blessed with our truth
The truth that we are One
The truth that we are All
The truth that we are Wonderful
The truth that we are Magical
It's the day before your birthday
It's the day before you were born
I loved you before you arrived
And I'll love you forevermore
Like the Universe unfolding
You and I are entwined always
Together our love shines like the Heavens
As God blesses us each day
Each day we know each other
Each day we live and dream
Each day we love and grow
Each day we create meaning
It's the day before your birthday
It's the day before your time
I loved you from the moment I knew
That you were to be my precious child
Blessings and best wishes
For a very happy birthday indeed
I hope you feel my hugs and kisses
And my love sent via Angelic beings
© Michelle Morris, 2023
I found out how freeing life can be
When I began to finally simply see
The deepest parts of the inner me
Were never truly fulfilled satisfactorily.
I found out how emotionally avoidant
Those ones were, whom I found poignant.
The real me is that of a degenerate.
Neurodivergence always showing its spirit.
I found out how I wanna be in love.
I will try every man's hand to fit a glove.
I always receive blessings from above,
So maybe someday soon I'll find my belove.
I found out in the hardest way
That some will treat me more like prey.
But I will not stop waiting for the day
That I receive the real love for which I pray.
Rising with the sun, she reflects
Grace, for those who simply wait,
Beneath the stars, forever surviving
Grief and doubt, stories of shadows,
Enduring the clouds – though sad, tears bleed
Her distance, her direction, her destiny
Rising with the moon, she wanders
Blessings, for those who hear her spirit,
Whimsical stories, bold as the years
Bursting with poetry, psalms and fears
Gentling the songs, breathless and surreal,
Healing the spirit who is so very sincere
Rising with the trail of ecstatic dew
Abiding in the miracle of sunlight’s hue,
Breathing through the songs, the melodies
Contented by the leaves that rustle, free as water
Rehearsing their meaning, their pretending
To be poured out on the poetry, adoring, soaring.
Rising with the guitar’s grief, hesitant
Like seeds planted by the knowing ache,
Hands burdened with work that never ends,
Hearts hesitant to birth the truth that frees,
Souls who can’t see through the mist that mourns,
Spirits who believe God’s Son has always known
Rising with the marvels of a sing song verse,
Inviting the truly awkward words,
Will forever see through my prayers, to the source?
Will serenity abide when the tears have gone?
Will His love see me through the heavy night?
Will forever be filled with a love fully alive?
Rising, rising, rising… He arose only to remind those
Who believe He is who He says He is
The Maker, the Meaning, the Miracle that reveals
Love beyond our comprehension, love that is His signature
His mark on a lost world, a world who has finally heard…
With Jesus, there is hope of eternity beyond the constant hurt
With Jesus, there is love that means we’ll be free from our sin
Free from the fears, the tears, the years
Before we could see through the shadows of doubt,
Into the wonder of a beautiful that sings light, glowing
In the distance, a writing on hearts who believe He is,
Everything we’ll ever need, everything – if we only believe!
Edenic paradise garnished
by perfection magnificence
ushered mankind’s first parents
to an intimate relationship
with the sovereign Creator…
Garden, freshly-dressed
served as venue for blissful worship
around welcoming trees' canopy
lifting freedom praise of thanksgiving
while boughs lilted along adoration breeze…
Flower terraces of resplendent hues
wafted delightful redolence to the Lord
the Designer of supreme beauty-elegance
and Multiplier of blessings’ supply
as hallelujah symphony from songbirds prevailed…
Mountain ranges in their steadfast grandeur
expressed gratitude toward their Maker
through their pinnacles reaching out to the clouds
as hills extol their Upholder midst valleys’ affirmation
witnessed by the oceans’ wave-crests, exalting life Source…
Via virtual nature-trip, restricted with community lockdown
I find myself in this blessed ambiance
beholding nature, by faith
in its original creation-status…
thankful to the Sovereign Saviour for His handiwork*.
*Psalm 19:1 The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament sheweth his handywork.
May 10, 2021
8th place, "Nature" Free Verse Poetry Premier Contest
Sponsored by Regina McIntosh; judged on 5/11/2021.
No mom, not a want such cannibalism religion
but a want to be a human, I don't want religion.
If your blessings mom, if remains mine upon
in my acts and deeds will my religion be goes on.
I will build the nation, the glory the virtues will remain in human
where there will never be abduction the humanity thereon.
I will run in full motion and will break all the barriers of religion
I will break the grip of the disability; I will, I will mom.
On that day humans; humanity will be their reign
where the sky will come down to its land
will not fell the thunder to knock thereon,
well nourished man will worship only to human
all will be same in thought and in religion.
No little baby will cry, nor his poor mom
it will no longer remain the land of slaughterhouse in turn
in softness on the ground beneath the open sky
people will dwell in happiness and with their mourn.
S hare God’s blessings and show love everyday
P retty smiles around without flowers are just ok
R ender loving services and always be nice
E nthusiastically give without expecting a prize.
A lways show positive outlook
D rive someone’s gut when one’s broke
I ncrease one’s energy with uplifting and inspiring words
N urture each other with patience and kindness that
G enerate understanding and unity in this world.
H ave faith in oneself, others and above all to God
A gift to everyone is a life to enjoy, not to be sad
P roduce happiness accepting everyone and their weaknesses
P eacemakers-- we must, to be blessed in God’s fullness.
I n spreading happiness, it always starts from our family
N eighbors after relatives, then friends- a heavenly joy will be!
E mpathy and sympathy for all especially the poor and the needy
S elfless act of kind-caring sandwiched well with generosity
S preading happiness while witnessing the gospel is the mighty key.
DECEMBER DIARIES
When snowmen are built and Christmas trees glow,
When a colourful world becomes pure white,
I was born this month not so long ago,
When every tree branch is laden with snow,
It's the month of giving and spreading light,
When snowmen are built and Christmas trees glow,
Carols are ringing mid the mistletoe,
The nights are darker but the stars shine bright,
I was born this month not so long ago,
Sweets and cookies and soft cakes overflow,
The cool choir goes singing throughout the night,
When snowmen are built and Christmas trees glow,
The angels look down and blessings bestow,
Children in red and white are such a sight,
I was born this month not so long ago,
Gifts are placed around fireplaces aglow,
Ice crystals float down and skating is right,
When snowmen are built and Christmas trees glow,
I was born this month not so long ago.
06.23.2020
God’s grace* melts pain with mercy glow
As compassion vanquishes woe
Instilling hope to conquer strain
With mercy glow, God’s grace melts pain.
God’s grace prevails midst kindness’ scope
To conquer strain instilling hope
Showcasing care, it never fails
Midst kindness’ scope God’s grace prevails.
God’s grace abounds, such we must share
It never fails, showcasing care
That flows with zest as faith resounds
Such we must share God’s grace abounds.
God’s grace highlights love at its best
As faith resounds that flows with zest
While prayer mirth soars for great heights
Love at its best God’s grace highlights.
*Ephesians 1:6–8 To the praise of the glory of his grace, wherein he hath made us accepted in the beloved. In whom we have redemption through his blood, the forgiveness of sins, according to the riches of his grace; Wherein he hath abounded toward us in all wisdom and prudence.
July 30, 2025
2nd place, "The Double Swap" Quatrain Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Joseph May; judged on 8/6/2025
Being transcends zest when truth speaks profound;
Live with becoming as soul journey flings;
Explore the sacred in wise ways that ground;
Sense loving feelings in clear voice that sings.
Seek out that finesse that inspires fine say;
Invite your own heart to open to truth;
Note beyond duress the pains that replay;
Give cheer a grand start as joy fills each day;
Smile with sure passion as action funds poise;
Offer to be kind no matter the pain;
Opt for clear mission as vision gives voice;
Movement finds clear mind the music's refrain;
Pleasure your mindset with focus that steers;
Hedge here your pure bet as grace sparks thought clear.
Leon Enriquez
18 May 2014
Singapore
Seek to know truth in simple ways,
Urge joy to fill the path of choice;
Boom shows clear proof of wealthy days,
Live zesty thrill where cheer frames poise;
Instruct dear heart how feelings flow,
Mind is the gate where thoughts converge;
Endow each start with art that shows.
Move to cast fate as faith greets urge,
Intent the best in profound spark;
Rate your own good with blessings grand,
Arrive sans jest that poignant mark;
Charm styles your mood right here my friend,
Laugh at the spills of crazy daze,
Etch how you feel in this sad maze.
Leon Enriquez
07 November 2016
Singapore