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I got you, say no more
I need you to understand
my words of encouragement
and that for you I'll always stand
I got you, say no more
you are not alone
together with God we will walk through
life's darkest storms
I value you. I support you.
no more words are required
your home, my home.
your God, my God
let us in Him be inspired
I got you, say no more
you are not alone
together with God we will walk through
life's darkest storms
we need to comprehend
that God has our backs
and no matter our situation
His mercy remains intact
even if we don't have a pot to piss in
God will send us His redemption
for the providential portions of God
are always in the mix
to fuel and empower us
as we're being transfixed
I got you, say no more
you are not alone
together with God we will walk through
life's darkest storms
God will take care of you
while He works on me as well
united we will rise up
and yes, we will excel
I got you, say no more
you are not alone
together with God we will walk through
life's darkest storms
and as long as we have a base of trust
on which to stand
we can build anything
with God's mighty hands
I got you, say no more
you are not alone
together with God we will walk through
life's darkest storms
Yes, we'll all have those
Naomi moments in our life
just remember there's a Ruth supporting you
In the midst of your strife
I got you, say no more
no, you are not alone
together with God we will walk through
life's darkest storms
You are not a member of our family
Therefore we choose to lock you outside our door
Banishishing you to never
Never again darken our door
Your emaciated hands have lost their strength
The whispers you shout have fallen on deaf ears
We have always been stonger than you
Within your grip we have discovered our own resilience
Losing our appetite for your false promises
This pathway emerges beyond your darkness
Time deafens us to your whispers
For long enough we have been your domino effect
Feel our weight as we align ourselves against you
Our borders have been fortified
Consciencely built brick by brick
The mortar of our love extricating you from our spaces
Our new mosaic formed in light
New possibilities
Today is the beginning of this
This power
This life
This realization
That as you shrink
Our world enlarges
Until you are less
Less than nothing
Replaced by freedom
The way we are meant to be
Empowered and filled
With an appetite for living
My wife is the team leader for an eating disorder program here in Kelowna.
I wrote this as a way to empower families to align together against the disorder.
www.wisedummypoet.com
Written: July 08, 2023
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Travel, oh wanderer, travel afar,
Distance away from the limitation's bar,
In higher dimensions, we shall ascend,
Where transcendence and freedom blend.
Beyond the confines of earthly bounds,
We seek a realm where joy resounds.
With exuberance and ebullience, we'll soar.
Unleashing the spirit vibrant roar
Through majestic mountains, we shall tread,
Where nature's beauty leaves us awestruck and fed,
The crisp air fills our lungs, invigorating and pure.
As we venture further, our spirits endure.
Across vast oceans, we shall sail,
Chasing the horizon, where dreams prevail,
The salty breeze whispers tales untold.
As we surrender to the ocean's hold.
In ancient cities, we shall roam,
Where history's secrets have found a home,
The cobblestone streets lead us on.
To discover stories of days long gone.
Through dense forests, we shall explore,
Where tranquil silence becomes our lore,
The rustle of leaves, the songs of birds,
As we immerse ourselves in nature's words.
To the stars above, we shall ascend.
Where galaxies dance and constellations blend,
In the infinite cosmos, we find our place.
As stardust beings, we embrace the chase.
Unleashing the spirit to soar, we transcend,
Into realms where our wildest dreams extend.
No limitations can hold us back.
For in our hearts, the courage we lack,
July 24 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Ecclesiastes 1-4
Key Verse – Ecclesiastes 2:26 For God giveth to a man that is good in his sight wisdom, and knowledge, and joy: but to the sinner he giveth travail, to gather and to heap up, that he may give to him that is good before God…
FAITH IN GOD WHO GIVES US WHAT IS GOOD
God gives us what is good by His truth-verities
Away from vanity of vanities
Midst travails causing vexation-uncertainties
So as to strengthen our faith by His Word’s sureties.
God gives us what is good by His profitable pleasure
Away from madness of worldly leisure
Midst possessions bringing stressful pressure
So as to increase our faith by His Scriptures’ eternal treasure.
God gives us what is good by His wisdom-excellence
Away from foolishness of confusion’s silence
Midst self-sufficiency along wealth’s opulence
So as to drive our faith by His principles’ prevalence.
God gives us what is good by His divine purposes
Away from disobedience that invite curses
Midst personal ambitions of humanistic exercises
So as to empower our faith toward virtuous practices.
God gives us what is good by His gifts’ worthiness
Away from iniquities of tempting greediness
Midst misery of heart attacked by covetousness
So as to help our faith upon prayer striving for holiness.
God gives us what is good by His enabling power
Away from haughtiness of arrogant sower
Midst boastfulness along worldliness-tower
So as to train our faith for submission of surrender’s flower.
God gives us what is good by His gracious heart
Away from problems that challenge us from the start
Midst trials oppressing with their difficulties’ dart
So as to let our faith triumph in serving Him with our best part.
July 24, 2025
Pen to Paper is Labour to the Mind
Ink scrambled across pages in a form of letters results in knowledge acquisition
Like a dome filled with bodies the mind undergoes infestation
To think a tick to my scribbles can get me a certificate of qualification
My heart spoke, my mind interpreted
I put pen to paper and the whole page was filled with ink
My heart said “She’s beautiful,” My mind said “Beauty defines her”
My heart said “I miss her,” My mind said “I am going breathless without her”
Pen to Paper is Labour to the Mind
What can’t be verbalised, could be voiced in a form of letters
That’s when the mind deciphers what the heart utters
Letters do kill but they have the ability to empower life
Voice has power to crack any item made of emotions
There’s volume in the voice and power in utterance
When Emotion collides with feeling
The heart intervenes in utterance and the mind deciphers
Even with volume in the voice with power in utterance
Pen to paper overpowers volume and the power in utterance
Hence “The Pen is mightier than the sword”
Pen to Paper is Labour to the Mind
*Image of Ready to Break by UCA.
Tale of the Halted
'Tis be a day of echo
and with it, the result
preys on the lips to no
end, the uncontrolled
tongues hast lain in
plain sight of held shame
and clumsy splits stewing
in a devil's brew.
Fire musters the envious
their claim and precious
bans a quick ambition
to an embellish sheen,
their feigned embrace
traces honey as blood
parts sapped mettle, a
fusion of scraps from
an enigmatic ex.
Now blesseth truths
burns their brittle fibrous
habitats, for they etch
their soul's in the ashes
and wallow in the vague
ambiguity of last night's
light show and be as much
the reason for claims
that themselves never
hast happened.
Natheless, they'd be none
the grander e'er seen, be
they runaway wanderers,
all unconscious, kinetics
empower their motions
as the fire that bred their
souls, hast petered out.
Yet, no need for flames,
as it has been called out,
'tis duel works in passing,
an uplift streak sparingly
made a dart for life to
unleash its hold and give
the halted birth a soul.
It rives steadily, yanks
at the skinned that
detains its pledge,
abrupts suddenly, and
sanctioned to live.
Enters the settler, an
embedded phase
replete annals done
sheaths an escape
with a glow so soft
though shields the
inevitable its moral
claim to be realized
and resist the deniers'
reclamation and their
rumored tales that
made their spark
ignite.
2019 September 17
Written: March 2nd, 2024 3
Rumi's quote: Let the beauty of what you love, be what you do.
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Allow love to spur you in whatever you do,
Life's a canvas, awaiting artwork to ensue.
Ignite your passions and spark in the night,
Allow your soul to be your mentor, at full might.
Allow nature splendor to serve as inspiration,
Exploring the cosmos with fascination.
Allow hues of sunset and budding flora to flow,
Assist you to paint art that makes souls glow.
Allow pristine music to lead your way,
whilst you empower melodies to play.
devote the beat to invigorate your soul,
Let music convey the soothing console.
Allow diction to flow fluidly from your pen,
You have skills to lustering tales echo again.
Allow your mind to flow freely, akin to a river,
Express out explicitly with words that shiver.
Allow euphoria of smiling at the scenery music,
As you put delight in each minor task you pick.
Maintain that your amusement is pervasive,
Send smiles to everyone's faces; be persuasive.
Allow mellifluous kinship to serve as an anchor,
facing various hurdles and rewards, or rancor.
May your ties be sturdy and your bonds deep,
Genuine friendship is a commodity to reap.
In a nutritional communication sense
we are all adopting muses
within this open Universe
with health v pathology EarthTribe intelligence,
with curious and courageous Natural/Spiritual Ego
ZeroZone Centers.
CAdoption adds natural integrity
to spiritual dignity
of WinWin cooperative LeftYang-RightYin intent
longing to abide peacefully in green sanctuary communions
of co-responsive love,
transparently deductive persons
with vulnerably inductive health,
with politically transportive freedom to universally empower love
to economically transubstantiate freedom from patriarchal dominance
of LeftBrain disintegrating RightWing aggression,
CoAdaptive adoptions add divine integrity to humane dignity's potential
ego/eco-logical re-creolizations
of interdependent nutritional DNA strings
and humanely cooperative enculturing nurture circles,
health waves and nutritionally robust frames,
resonant qualities
and resilient quantities of green carbon-balancing adoptions,
re-adaptions for all EarthTribe's mutually compassionate re-solutions.
Here with bilateral enthymeming communicators
transporters
WinWin health-sanctuary inviters
conjoining
sojourner sanctuaries past to Now
with co-adoption not not yet Here
polypathic co-operative adaptions,
Left with Right
eco-unitarian/theo-universal logos/mythos beauty
co-adopting/adapted Muses.
Asking why our partisan democratic experiment
appears to be
failing feels like asking why our global climate
appears to be
failing feels like asking why old age
appears to be
a failing.
Political minds,
natural bodies,
spiritually cooperative individuals
reflecting upon lose/lose thought and felt
tragic and absurdly nihilistic outcomes
where we originally anticipated
growing together toward win/win Paradise
Found in what is personal and political
and economic re-investment
in healthy
and not pathology
choices
Earth and Her extending families center
toward more health
to also win wealth of yin-flow
potentiating powers slowing down
to process Business As Usual Failure,
Winning capital-monopolized shadow-wealth
to win unhealth of evermore
isolating Yang-strength
to overpower
where matriarch/child love re-memories
could only empower with hugs
and songs
and re-creation stories
Asking
why our partisan democratic win/win experiment
in win/lose competitions
appears to be lose/lose trending
Failing feels like asking why our global climate
appears to be pathological
Failing feels like asking why
mythically pre-historic
cooperatively owned communal-matriarchal ages
appear to be
a tribal failing.
Sandra believed in Snow White, and Rapunzel, and Sleeping Beauty.
She waited for her prince for sixty years or more; men came along, but they never met her criteria.
They could not.
Although three really tried.
Not handsome enough.
Not powerful enough.
Did not have a horse.
Sandra spent her lifetime, dreaming of her prince.
She pictured him in her mind when young, and she danced with him, in her mind.
She lived her whole life, in her mind.
When she got older, her relatives gave up.
They had tried to help Sandra empower herself,
But her Cinderella Complex always won out in the end.
She wanted to be idolized,
Revered, admired, petted,
But mostly saved.
She died alone,
The one thing
She had not
Planned
In her
Happily-ever-after.