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Super Sensitive, is what they Label my kind
Those who feel, believe and truly understand the meaning of mankind
Nature, Earth, Heavens, and below
Are all viewed from just out side my window
My memories museum is packed to the max
Conveying Truths, Loves, Goods, Gods, and Angles that never relax
My emotion is electrical, shocking this Heart that so sadly Beats for you
Though it is just the 7 pounds among all one hundred and eighty
It is my 21 grams that molds this lady
I am so aware, I am so present, Perhaps a gift
Baring loads of blasphemy no one could dare lift
I walk with you, though it is more of a jog
Yours is an experience,Mine, more of a Job
I must endure,I must suffer,I will protect, shield, guide,make the path and lead the way
For you, for all of you to see someday
I was here kicking and screaming from the top of my silence
For all I had to give was my guidance
I will pay it forward, until my hearts content
I will love you not matter how defiant,greedy,hateful and belligerent
I will diffuse, I will conquer
I HIS name and for HER honor
Take my voice I will still scream
Take my sight and all it has seen
You can not stop me, I am enlightened
Therefore I will be the crazy, paranoid,different, strange
"Oh you know that Dawn"
Let them talk, let them say
I have been blessed with the curse of strength and knowledge
Most put to the side
For I have been cursed with the blessing of pure love and selflessness as my ride
I have no cult, no word to preach, no bull to sell
For my God's know of no religion, just a love spell
I am free
And it has not one thing to do with democracy!
I love me
Absolutely no man's ideology!
So stir your pot of righteousness, your worship of the unknown
Go to you building, kneel, and prey to that thrown
Just try to absorb that you are God too, we all are
For we are the seed, the result of a birthed star
Look inside, explore, inhabit, dwell
Love you first in this complicated hell
Your soul is heavenly bliss
Just sitting there waiting
Very easily missed
Soon will start fading
Close your eyes, hear your breath, feel your presence
Be still, calm, acknowledge your essence
I watched a show on TV as we brought in the New Year in,
Full of guitar, banjo, fiddle, dolbro, mandolin.
Recorded at the Reimann down there in in 'ol Nashville,
Home-grown country pickin' for a two hour special show.
I really do enjoy, hearing that sweet bluegrass sound.
Even as I write this, I wish I was Dixie-bound'
A lovely sense of calm, serenity- that is what I felt.
And I pondered how different life is in the Bible-belt.
God is widely worshipped in many southern hearts,
And, from a child, they're taught how He plays a vital part.
Of daily lives, through livestock and with their crops,
Which would quickly disappear should His Grace ever stop'
Oh, they aren't "automatic Christians," there are some wild ones too.
Who refuse to honor Jesus like so many of them do.
I've been down there and worshipped with family-in-the-Lord,
And I've been greatly impacted by their love of God's word'
Why, when a southern summer Sunday rolls around,
Many churches have "all day singing and supper on the ground."
There's a great respect for kin-folk that we have not up here.
Their extended family is something that they hold dear.
Now I was born a yankee, over fifty years ago,
And New Englanders are known to be colder than the snow'
I'm here, my roots are deep and I doubt I'll ever roam.
But it sure would be a comfort to bring those southern values home.
It matters not to God if you have a pedigree.
Simple faith and trust in Him is what He longs to see.
Reaching out to folks with hospitality and touching them with love.
Oh, what a pleasure this brings to the Father above'
Acknowledge Him in all your ways, and love Him with all your heart;
Then His peace comes flooding in and coldness must depart'
Arthur Ball (H.S.L.P.)
January 21, 2007
Believing that marriage was ordained of God;
that, like a seed, it needed constant nurturing,
she sowed her deep devotion with a hope
that stretched beyond an ordinary scope;
scanned schisms that had left her desolate-
until it reached the heavens with her prayers.
With unusual restraint, she held her tongue
countless times. . . and listened.
If matrimony were the fire in a hearth,
she supplied the kindling and the logs;
then lauded him for twigs
that on occasion he tossed in.
Some nights she’d lay a weary head
upon the chest of one she called her husband
(when he was fast asleep and didn’t know).
and she'd feel the beat of a heart he wouldn’t show.
With humbleness she supplicated God
that she might find connection with her mate.
She wondered and she wondered why. . .
if thoughts, invisible, which were transmitted
to the Lord, by Him were then received,
why could not her words directly spoken
to the one on earth she loved, be heard?
Daily on her knees, she telegraphed celestially
with faith extraordinary. . . and wisdom came.
Her love would not be broken, and she grew.
The seed she’d planted too
took root and grew until there came a time. . .
she laid a greying head upon the chest
of one that was her husband(not in word alone),
who watched her as she drifted off to sleep.
With his heartbeat strong in her ear,
she heard him whisper softly, “I love you”
as he kissed her cheek. “Goodnight.”
For the contest FAITH/ sponsored by A Rambling Poet
No dread of disease in the darkness or disaster that strikes in the day
Can't sicken the stricken with voltage and venom or strike once again in the same
spot or place
Frowning face to sunshine smile...one step to another...mile after mile
The remedy flows through my once poisoned veins
No dread of disease in the darkness or disaster that strikes in the day
Satan slays while Jesus saves...fools fall fast into shallow graves
Faith like a fortress that won't be swayed
Healing hands across the universe
Another blessing just defeated the curse
Lost and found...loveless lepers get healed
The dark and depraved all get revealed
Black sheets and shrouds all burst into flames
No dread of disease in the darkness or disaster that strikes in the day
Stealing souls and giving grief...battlefields explode where saved ones sleep
Necronightmares all night long...dead ones singing Satans song
Crazed ones cough and choke on the chaos
Clarity comes and confusion gets lost
Gods love it shines and radiates
No dread of disease in the darkness or disaster that strikes in the day
Rising from beds like Lazuras...legions they panic because Heaven is hazardous
Injected with love and infested with light
Never again taking that death ride
Prejudice and pride put far to the side...never hesitate to put demons on their
backside
Even on the backslide...running faster and harder toward Gods judgement day
No dread of disease in the the darkness or disaster that strikes in the day
There are many ways to look at passion,
It brings emotions like no other feeling, it springs to action.
The passion someone has for another, sometimes are very irrational,
This overwhelms them and love becomes very conditional.
What I mean by conditional? If you do what the other wants,
The irrational thinking of one over the other kids, uncles, aunts, or even parents
Passion has no boundaries, a passion like over a sports team,
Passion of winning at any cost, nothing, but, yet so real it seems.
How about the Passion when one believes, and no others do.
The Passion must have came upon Peter, Paul, and other Disciples to.
They saw and heard Our Saviour after the resurrection,
Passionately preaching the Good news, hoping for great expectations.
Passion has caused throughout the ages, murder, mayhem, wars,
It has been installed in all of us, everyone near or far.
The Disciples witnessed Jesus's passion love and suffering, his turmoil,
As He carried the cross, falling down on Roman Soil.
This passion was of a different kind, it was for our Salvation.
To see His followers, forgiven, given grace, to start a new church nation.
Passion played a great part, also when He was sentenced,
But, it gives us sinners, Hope, Faith, a total new way for total repentance.
MY WISH FOR YOU THIS NEW YEAR
IS NOT MADE FROM SILVER OR GOLD,
ITS A WISH I MADE FROM MY HEART
AND IT CANT BE BOUGHT OR SOLD.
MY WISH FOR YOU IS HAPPINESS FRIEND
AND GOOD HEALTH,IN EVERYWAY.
MY WISH FOR YOU IS EVERYTHING GOOD
AND BLESSINGS BE SENT YOU WAY.
MAY YOU ALWAYS HAVE A REASON TO SMILE
MAY YOU ALWAYS HAVE LOVE IN YOUR HEART,
MAY YOU ALWAYS BE FILLED WITH THE LOVE OF GOD
AND MAY HE NEVER FROM YOU DEPART.
MAY YOU ALWAYS GET BACK THE BLESSINGS
THAT YOU GIVE OF YOURSELF EACH DAY,
MAY GODS LOVE ALWAYS SHINE ON YOU
AND SURROUND YOU WITH ITS RAYS.
THIS NEW YEARS BLESSING I,M SENDING YOU
IS A THANK YOU,SO THAT YOU CAN SEE
TO LET YOU KNOW HOW SPECIAL YOU ARE.
AND THAT THANK YOU COMES FROM ME.
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WRITTEN BY ANN HART
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She stood before his silent stare alone
Behind her howled the frantic arms of death
That once subdued her will, besmerged her bone
With the rancid ravaging of their breath.
She felt transparent as their condemning tongue
Shifted the weight of guilt to her for crimes
That senseless passions savaged reeked. She hung
Her eyes upon his face of love, the slimes
Of sin indulgent wage demand his justice
But he ignoring them wrote in the sand,
And she to his mercy bowed, eyes in mist
She touched her Creator's kind, tender hand.
And in the putrid purity of heart she
Pined to pour him oil and serve his mercy.
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The years, itinerant moments, fled fast
Along the dusty ways the marked preacher past
And many heard him, and many feared him
Shackled to the lucre vain, future grim
In the mission since eternity set
To ransome all the world through savage death
And one from his audience bait her breath
Her love flowering for him that met
Her condemnation with mercy most kind
And so at Bethany's feast she knelt bare
Feet to touch, devotion unspooled her hair
To mop them, moistened with tears and oil. Find
In history's annals an act more divine:
Mary's love preparing the Christ for his shrine.
I know I understand I feel ya pain,
trying to maintain the relationship
wit your child yet sustain yourz,
when it rains it pours sometimes i ask
myself what's it all for but...
I know that feeling, like I don't wanna
sleep alone but ask yourself is it worth it
it's kinda worthless to bring men & women round ya
children when all they
seeking is lust that's something you don't
wanna build this relationship off of
if this is love then tell me how shallow are you stop lying
to yourself his words let alone his actions are far from
true only fools fall in love why throw yourself at him so
soon but, what ya kids I wonder what do they think this
man was like the last one he say he'll never hurt you but
he's just like rest all of their excuses stink
what you think....yeah he might change i won't say he
won't but do you really have that much faith in him
according to the road you been on ring the alarm
someone blow the horn, same picture different frame, is
this the kinda message you wanna deliver to the kids I
dont think this is really the way that it is hit & miss story
of ya life but let me give you insight...everything done in
the dark has to and will step into the limelight
In a time of bad conditions; you can hear it in the air;
And there’s a feeling of being emptied that leaves a hollowness in the soul.
In those winds of stolen time blow the sounds of constant denial;
And with them lies a continual fear of being unsafe.
And always to the one who is often denied most; cone the outcries for mercy;
And their tears come as if presented as a down payment towards a guarantee.
But death often lurks in the lonely corners of the unused mind;
And enjoys a position overstated for merely that of one performing an errand.
And the messengers of the good news require their commitments from the stricken;
But the answer is love; if you love and are loved then you are blessed.
And the worry fills the lighted room where love has gathered round;
And they call out names and places to fill the room with sound.
Many days will the sun rise and fall on those who are in the family of love;
And patriarchs will sit at tables to dine and give thanks for their enjoyments.
He who circles the outer edges of the nucleus has his special mirrors;
And when asked of them their answers are; for now there is no feeling of separations.
You take us on an unforgettable journey
You are the burning, consuming fire inside of us
Your compassion is unlimited to all peoples everywhere
You've been through our shoes and you've walked the talk
You humble us to appreciate the simple things
You bring families together and raise spirits on high
You provide for all of our needs
You bring reason to our thinking and positive aspirations and dreams
You give us worlds to discover and books to read
You bring focus to our lives and leave us wondering about more
You bring melodies of joy into our hearts and minds
You bring nostalgic memories to our minds, but remind us to stay in the present moment
You love us regardless
You bring us wonderful flora and fauna
You bring us the creativity for minds to create technology and solve problems
You taught us how things work and function
You bring us curiosity and searching for new solutions
You bring us great ideas and develop new ways of thinking, new approaches
You never get old, you're eternal
You'll always be there for us
You bring a peace to solitude and an appreciation for our circumstances
You remind us of the Golden Rule-Love you and Love others
You unlock life's mysteries
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