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(Motivational Speaker, died Oct 18, 2024 at the age of 49, father of two )
In fields of gold I dare to go, where never growing old I row and row,
never farther than my eye could see, ...for He is looking right at me;
Flying on the wings of hope, thankful every day for that special ray
that sends me to the sun, like a soaring Cormorant flying free..
Mixing clay and water I will build my wings and temper gently
with the coming of the light, just like Jonah did,
from the belly of the night....
The last few words I said to you, may they fall afresh like dew
on the lawn of your heart, may you run for peace and not forget
that when the waters rise and you can't swim,
do like Noah did and build an arc !
In fields of gold I dare to go, where never growing old I row and row,
never farther than my eye could see, ...for He is looking right at me;
I am a ripple in the quantum field of life, a pulse in the heart of you
listen and learn what it is that lights you up and fills you with joy.
Before you dare to go to those fields of gold where you never
grow old, just row and row and row and row, and never let go.
life is a thin ladder its actors climb.
No matter how they climb,
Some will watch other's tails as they follow steps.
You might see another going farther with speed,
But that shouldn't impel the eyes to wake greed.
Instead, watch attentively the finesse of his legs .
Learn and direct your steps.
For when greed wakes, it connives with the mind.
The end result is always 'pull him ' .
The hands implement Greed's dream .
As the hands pull, the legs come to a stand still.
That one whose legs you pull has his hands holding the ladder while you attack.
If you apply force, then you have to pave way for him to move back.
Consequently, you both will retrogress.
Thus switching your mind from success.
So Irrespective of how you pull, he will never be behind you.
Why not wish he moves for you to follow?
When he gets to the peak, just a stretch of his hand will also make you a hero.
Remember whiles some are behind you, others are also at the bottom waiting to climb the ladder.
Time and patience really matter.
So climb higher but don't pull.
For pulling makes you a weak actor not a bull.
Life is a ladder
Kismet brought them to the same train,
They longed for the same rain,
Nature and art were the only panacea,
That would part their gloomy nausea.
They sat on top of the same roof,
Not too much aloof,
They read a book,
As they gave each other an amiable look.
They had the same passion,
Life had brought them on the same mission,
They had gone up a despondent ladder,
Asking, "How much farther?"
Fate brought them to the same floor,
Nature and hope delved into their core,
Out in dawn's light,
Their darkness, they could fight.
They found a new way,
After a fortnight's stay,
Perturbation erased,
Love laced.
World all praise, everybody praise...
Man worship the true and only Father
Mankind open up,
And out of your mouths
Comes language only the Farther knows
Alleluia
and out of your mouths
Let the rejoicings start
Say..Alleluia
Sing..Praise Hallelujah
SPANISH VERSE...
Mundo todo elogio
El hombre adora al verdadero y unico Padre...
La humanidad se abre
Y de tu boca
Que comience la alegria
Di...Hallehuia
Canta...Alabanza Hallehuia
El mas alto
El mayor elogio
Hay..es HALLEHUIA
Say..Alleluia
Sing..Praise Hallelujah,Hallelujah
SWAHILI VERSE...
Dunia yote sifa
Mtu anaabudu Baba wa kewli na peke yake...
Wanadamu wanafungua
Na kutoka kinywani mwako
Hebu kufurahi kuanza
Sema..Aleluia
Imba.. Sifa Halleluya
Ya juu zaidi
PRAISE kubwa
Kuna..ni Halleluya
FILIPINO VERSE...
Buong mundo ang papauri
Sinasamba ng teo ang tunay at tanging Ama...
Bukas ang sangkatauhan
At mula sa iyong mga bibig
Hayaang magsimula ang pagsasaya
Say..Alleluia
Pinakamataas
Ang pinakadakilang PRAISE
Mayroong ay Halleluiah
Alleluia
FRENCH VERSE...
Monde tous les eloges
L'humanite s'ouvre
Et hors de ta bouche
Que la joie commence
Say...Alleluia
Chantez..Louange Alleluia
Le plus haut
La plus grange louang
II y a..est Alleluia
NEPALI VERSE
Visva sabai prasansa
manisa samco ra matra pitako upasana gardacha...
Manisajati khula cha
ra timro mukhabata bahira
rama'ilo suru garaum
bhannuhos..Lambiya
gaum..Prasansa hilaliuaha
uccatama
sabaibhanda thulo premi
tyaham cha.. Hilaleiaha ho
Let the rejoicings start
Say..Alleluia
Sing..Praise Hallelujah
SUNDANESE VERSE
Dunya sadaya puhian
Lalakai nyembah ka Bapa leres sareng wungkul...
Umat manusa buka nepi
Tur kaluar tina mouths Anjeun
Anggap rejoicing dimimitian
Say.. Alleluia
Nyanyi..Puji Halleluiah
Pangluhurna
Panggen mikahoyong pannggedena
Aya..neyaeta Halleluiah
...
~Just a few languages I've been around in the last two decades
from my former job...
All I know now is that in any language
Halleluiah is Halleluiah nyaeta Halleluiah is Halleluiah ay Halleluiah Alleluia est Alleluia Hallelujah hai Hallelujah Halleluya ni Halleluya Halleluiah is Halleluiah
In any language is ALL languages the highest praise is
Halleluiah
6/10/19
Written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
from anthology "INTERMITTENT PRAISE"
If you think you can fight Christ
Now walk and work on your own light
Or dark without any support, religion
Without hurting any or otherwise.
Know your mind not the matter
weigh your heart not the weight
Tend your own garden thriving
With integrity not with alliance
For manipulation but elevation.
When you wanna make a prey
Make sure you're looking up
Not down that's the weak and quickie's
You know what happens when
A goat is trying to prey
A lion just BC of love, impossible
Fight what you can overcome
Be fearless don't mean
You should burn yourself ablaze.
We ain't going backwards but
Forward onward and farther
Upward not downward deceased
Stagnant without direction
retribution journey not threat
But caution for actions and deeds.
Christianity promoting light
Christ light pure consciousness
Truth, for a man to attain
One need to Walk in faith
Walking and working
In your light and path
For God in growth for change.
Can one grow and establish business
A day on your own without connection
Can you be successful today without
Taking action even amidst uncertainty??
Religious war a distraction for exploiting
Krist lies dark lume ruin lust miscreant
Matters over mind true source, original creator
Just self reliance and deceit without resources
Claiming creature without creator but nature
Blaspheming love, faith and oneness not source
Blur vision attained imagination disruption delusion
mind reliance prophets of the dark, shadowing
Manipulating Breaking the good and kind hearten.
Criminology, wars threat and partiality corporate
Sentimentalism over purpose driven optimist
Discrimination over discernment, maneuver
Being desperate for power over another
Supremacy over authenticity rulers of dark world
There is nothing done in the dark without light
The Gardner is watching armed for harvest.
So, now you're mad.
You asked my opinion and begged my ear
and foolishly I spoke my mind
but it wasn't what you wanted to hear
and you reacted most unkind.
You said a hurtful thing in painful sharp defense
and then massaged it sorely with another
leaving me to sulk and build my own created fence
as my anger and frustration you would soon discover.
I can play the blame card too,
without thinking regretted words begin to leap
spurt quick and sharp they spewed
then in the verbal passing cut both hearts deep.
So, now I'm mad. as well.
Our friendship once survived the years
but hateful words tear us apart
and in our separate veil of tears
we no longer share one heart.
Like the bonds that once drew us together
each word and look, took us farther out of view
and all that now remains is the stormy weather
and a fading friendship strained anew.
It's become a war of words
where nothing bends or blends
and the spirit ill affords non-harmonic discords
as long lasted friendship now comes to an end.
The late-summer track runs blue with deep shade,
While cicadas rasp in sun-whitened trees;
And ask what secret lives inside the breeze,
You clasp my hand where sandy gullies fade.
I show the compass, by the years decayed,
Whose faithful needle leans, and never flees;
We watch the foam that feathers on the seas,
While on the shore our wandering steps are made.
You ask where north goes, in your small voice calm,
As though the world was just this morning born;
You spy a blue-tounged skink beneath a thorn,
And hold a broken shell within your palm.
The compass points its north through dusk and foam;
Your wondering hand points farther still—to home.
I write this poem numb –
see that I haven’t shed a tear.
But that’s only because –
the drugs have blurred away my fears.
No, really though, I’m dying –
(falling) apart from inside out.
But when the dope does lift me up –
The pain I’ll go without.
Shame that it’s the only thing –
that makes life somewhat bearable.
With lack of love and loyalty –
this life is ing terrible.
For those I love the most –
either can’t hold me or don’t care.
My babies love me though –
I love my Caedon, Colton, Claire.
But every step I take –
seems to get me farther away.
Even when I’m sober –
nothing can ever be okay.
I’ve fought for them; I’ve bled for them –
hoping to bring them home.
(But I) can’t even give them that –
so, I cry here all alone.
I know that they cry too –
but just imagine when they learn…
their mother is a loser –
who just fails at every turn.
Staying here insults them –
(as they) stay wishing every day.
Waiting for their mom –
to come make everything okay.
It’s cruel because I can’t –
for I’ve tried everything I could.
I’ll never get them back –
despite believing that I would.
A waste of breath, a waste of time –
forever I have cried.
Knowing how little I’m worth –
is what’s helped me decide.
I’ve never been enough –
not for my family, friends, or lovers.
And I never did deserve at all –
to be my children’s mother.
I came into this world –
with a cord around my neck.
Whoever would have thought –
I’d still be tongue kissing with death.
As I sit here wondering –
if I should go or stay…
I realize my fate is that –
I’ll kill myself someday.
Don’t misunderstand me –
no, I do not want to die.
but I’m done with just surviving –
I want to truly be alive.
But I guess I’m not allowed –
to live a life of happiness.
(but for) the time I’ve had my kids –
I truly am so blessed.
Fighting Inner demons –
keep on trying to break free.
perhaps though in my death –
someone might finally hear me.
What sets one above the pack;
the throng, the herd the mob?
And, do these honorable?
attributes nearer us to God?
Does walking upright like the shaft
bring clarity from aloft
indicating those of a slower pace
are merely God’s castoffs?
Do denizens of air and sea
fall farther from God’s grace
are the golden buzzing bees
a mere afterthought, a trace?
Shall ego serve our last cold dish
as harsh denigration falls
upon all the smaller things
man’s mindlessly enthralled.
Or, will we find on judgment day
sure scintillation and surprise
as we realize all God’s creations
are equal in His eyes.
I'm glad to meet you! I'm hopefully lost.
I was accidentally abandoned here.
You're thinking I look adorable,
But trust me, I'm sadder than I appear.
Dear stranger, I beg you, string me up
So that I can be easily found.
Yikes, look at me! I'm as dirty as a pig.
I'm so tired of lying on the ground.
I wish to return as soon as possible
To a little girl crying her eyes out.
I'm drifting farther and farther from home.
The wind keeps blowing me about.
Dear stranger, I don't want to be replaced.
Help me get back where I belong,
Lest I'm completely forgotten; my bond
With my toddler friend is just too strong.