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So sweet blessed new day
a gift from God we receive
a personal garment from Him a red robe
with salvation that covers us completely
from the top of our head
to the depths of our soul
we are wrapped in His love and grace
Elohim we offer our gratitude to the Father
for His unwavering presence and guidance
a red robe that symbolizes
His protection and love
we are covered by His Divine embrace
God grants us this new day a blessed day
He bestowed upon us
a personal garment
of redemption a rose that envelops us
from the crown of our head to the depths of our souls
you walk in His embrace covered by His Divine essence
as Elohim we give thanks to the Father
and His boundless Grace longing to see His eternal face
The Ribbon
The colors in the sky,
way up high,
red, and gold and green...
yellow, purple,
and the unseen.
Those colors,
that are outside
our field of view,
the ones that we see,
me, and you.
A symbol of love,
a covenant..., a promise,
a gift from God to us...
Our King,
His glory seen,
in the canvas between
the blue of heaven,
and the green of Earth.
It always comes...
at the end of the storm,
yet sometimes in the middle,
Regardless; a welcome sight.
at any time, at any height.
The rainbow...
a sweet remembrance,
of the Lord's grace,
and promise
to our whole race.
In the book of Matthew for everyone to see
It asks a very clear question, Where Is He?
Who are they talking about? Who could they possibly mean.
I believe they're referring to Jesus Christ, the new born king
There were three men from far away kingdoms
known as The Magi
They had come to acknowledge The Son of Man
thus fulfilling the prophecy
Guided by a bright star
on the eastern horizon
They travelled far to see the One that God
said keep their eyes on
Born in a manger to the carpenter Joseph and the Virgin Mary
He was the Holy Spirit in the flesh, God's prodigy
Laying in a bed of hay
He was sent to show us The Way
We've forgotten what the day Christmas truly represents
It's not about gadgets, new clothes nor expensive presents
It's not about I-pods, plasma TVs or the new X-box toy
It's the day to celebrate the birth of our Savior the Deliverer of our Joy
We can't seem to remember that Jesus was sent as a gift from God above
To deliver us and redeem us with the sacrifice of His blood
That was on the crown and the cross for all the people to see
But the one unanswered question remains
Where Is He?
The Jews betrayed Him, the Romans flayed Him
they kicked Him to the curb
They could not discern that He was God in the flesh
and His flesh was the Word
They tried to corrupt Him, then interrupt Him
when all He wanted was to show them God's Kind
But the passion in Him had subsided because of their closed minds
Where Is He, the one we now need the most?
Where Is He, that manifestation of the Holy Ghost?
Well He's not at Macy's, He's not at Target and
you can't reach Him on the latest I phone
Would you even greet Him or mistreat Him as
the heir to the heavenly throne?
If you were to see Him, could you even perceive Him
as being the most important gift
that Father God had sent to us,
so that our hope and spirits would lift?
Where Is He?, God's only begotten Son,
the child in the manger, the new born king, the Anointed One?
Many now believe Him, many now receive Him
that miracle maker from so long ago
Our Messiah, Our Salvation the One we all should know
Where is He?
Just landed in my ears
just dazzled my mind
my local political head
I was talking to him today
Lord you send such a beautiful messages to me
the past couple of days
I suggested a gift from God
that his great light shone over me
In reverence to Our Most Holy Spirit
telling him my great news
Now he has said
that he will do everything in his power
To get me published wow stunned
I was hearing hearing his pride in me
Its like coming out of a cave
alone as a hermit in the mountains
Now I have found peace
In love everything shines so bright
Thank you Lord and master
for showing me and helping me see
to draw in your light
I even mentioned getting my lonely prayer
for Christmas donated to the church of granite
In the shape of a crucifix
whom my grandfather help build
A cross pointing to Heaven
Golden guilded to the house off God
when the weather warms up
my backyard garden comes alive with song birds
oh, so many singing ... like robins, chickadees, sparrows,
warblers, finches, wrens, starlings, cardinals,
blue jay and there are even doves
I think there is a mockingbird not far away
it is like a divine symphony just for me
and I love watching the action
I have set up some feeding places
that hang from tree branches
put some bird houses here and there for nesting
and I provide them with a bird bath
there are many leafy trees for shade
I love when the babies are born, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp
though, I have a cat
she is strictly indoor but loves the show
from a window
there is nothing more delightful, calming and tranquil ...
birds are truly a gift from God
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February 05, 2023
Poetry/Free Verse/Watching Birds In The Garden
Copyright Protected, ID 02-1523-345-05
All Rights Reserved, 2023, Constance La France
Posted to Facebook, 02/15/2023
Written for the Standard contest, A Simple Pleasure
sponsor, Julia Ward, Judged 02/15/2023
Second Place
Beneath the evening sky's tapestry
A spectrum of colors unfolds
awakens the soul to beauty
Embracing the earth with gentle love
Distant stars as eternal sparks, entwined
In twilight's glow of time and space
Silently wrapped in your angelic wings
A marvelously timeless moment
I feel so sheltered when
the silence faded with a soft embrace
- divinely forged, a gift from God above
... waiting for the daughter of dawn
I do love you so, LORD;
Ever more than I love myself;
Ever more than a single breathe;
This the air I breathe, I believe;
Is a gift from God?
O’ I am so thankful for..
I thank you, I thank you Lord;
Thank you God for creating me;
Thank you Jesus for Calvary;
Ever more than I love myself;
God I thank you for giving me breath;
Ever more than I love myself;
Ever more than a single breathe;
I do love you so, O' LORD, My GOD;
4/25/19
April 2019 Premier 9, Any Theme, Any Form,
Up to A Max Of 14 ( F O U R T E E N ) Lines Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
My nightly room
Single man room, so good, loved place in my life, peace and home
Night time from my bed I like watching the dark sky; stars, and city lights
The night light of the tall cranes in the distance twinkles to the stars
Good to live in the night, love friends the night, and dark in my life
From the station after work, my first way takes me to the night shops
My purchased drinks are accompanied to my home, sensual friends all
I love them, mentally my nightly friends, and start living the night of my life
Switch on the laptop, find good music on YouTube, drink, and do creativity
These hours are the best time in my life, day by day, day to day, all of time
Yes, incredible life
Good to live this life to live
Privileged life from life
Given only one gift from God my life; it all – everything
‘Say thank you to the God for your life!’ Said Satan.
‘Thank you, thank you my life, oh God!
Forgive my sins, but all sins want to create new horizons in my life
Not for me, it’s not for mine, just for the fantasy world of mind.’
I said it to God.
Life and mind are God. But God is the soul of the life and mind.
God asking you about your life. Answer him, ‘I am doing my life,
you gave me free will to live day and night, results are mine.’
‘It’s not right.’ Said it Satan. You need to make sure your life.’
He continued; Hmm, for me interesting Satan’s opinions often.
But this is another question. I understand him. Let’s talk later about it.
Life is life
Everywhere
Every time
In the street
In the fields
In the woods
In your room
Waiting for you
Always
Your life
I live for the life
I have no mine
Dropped
Goodbye life
Please,
find mine
Glass is empty
The laptop is off.
I Just got the news yesterday, that you are Expected to Arrive in early January.
I can’t Wait to see you Smile, Answer Your Questions, Hold your hand, and Protect you from Many of Life’s Challenges and Obstacles.
You are a Gift from God, One that Your Mum and I will cherish our Whole lives through.
I hope that I don’t make as many mistakes this time around, as I did with your sister.
I was a few years younger then, Unfortunately I did not know What I didn’t know, and thought I could take on the World.
I Pray that God gives your mum and I Wisdom to Guide You, Knowledge to Instruct you, and Understanding to Comfort You when You Fall or make Mistakes.
If you Know Anything, Know that We will Always Love You , We will try Our Best though We will make Mistakes, so Bear with us.
You are One of the Apples in Our Eyes, and will always long to have your presence in our lives.
I Promise to love, Listen to your Thoughts, and try to be the Best Version of Myself that I can.
I will teach you of lessons learnt in Life, and those acquired by Reading God’s Holy Word.
Always know that We Love You, and that You were always on his mind, and in Our Hearts.
Thinking of You
With Love,
Your Dad
Author Paul Cumberbatch ( August 24, 2020)
Spring’s fading flowers
Worn down rocks on riverbeds
Trees losing their leaves
Is this growing old?
Is this what it is to age?
Not if you get there…
Spring’s perennials
The rivers water flowing
The trees budding leaves
The ones who fight age
Still lose to time in the end
The dance crude and vain
Those that grow with age
Gain wisdom, moments of joy
The dance elegant
Sincerely live life
Honestly love and be loved
Truly be happy
Unfortunately
Life’s lessons can be cruel, hard
But still there’s meaning…
Into the bargain
Life’s lessons make one stronger
If you choose to learn…
You have to grow up
But stay a child in your heart
And you won’t grow old
Age is the price paid
But the cost is no real loss
And profits are big
The wealth of your life
Is how many friends you have
Not how much money
The income, wisdom
To find your bliss in spirit
To learn, teach, live, love
Called the golden years
Some would say age is a curse
Really rusty years
Age has its drawbacks
The body starts to break down
The mind wanders off
Age is a challenge
Getting old can try your soul
Sometimes breaks your heart
Aging can be hard
Sometimes there’s sickness and pain
Loved ones pass away
Though we lose someone
They will live on in our hearts
Until it’s our time
We don’t know God’s plan
Sometimes we live a long life
Age is the reward
Cherish every day
Live your life to the fullest
Make good memories
Age is a gift from God
Wondrous metamorphosis
Like a butterfly
Grow old with your love
Are the best years yet to be?
The age-old question…