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Perhaps a fleeting moment
An oasis in a desert mind
Every one reason left broken
Yet freed from the grasp of time
The more attention I paid to listen
The lesser to be heard is all to hear
As mind and body decided to distant
The soul no longer wanders too near
Myself as a being even I do not know
Beautifully strange as well exotically sad
One who loves do not always like to show
As oppose to pain for hatred never bled
We are here for time, nothing more
And time is here for us beyond judgement
Have you found a reason to be here for?
Can you even remember forgettable achievements?
I like to think that I'm living for myself
Yet often I find myself living for others indefinitely
To finally have time becomes amazing wealth
For every fleeting moment to measure immeasurably
Eileen: (A Dream That's Not What It Seems)
I met Eileen inside a dream
Chasing me down a mountain -
Immeasurably old and made of gold
Pouring forth like water from fountains.
Her beauty was rare as angel’s hair
Visible to sentient beings –
She spoke not a word and yet I heard
Her whisper, “I know what you’re seeing.”
She followed me ‘round and all the way down
That mountainous, slippery slope –
Inside of me, all around me
Giving courage, strength and hope.
That the fall I was feeling, spinning and reeling
And lucid as the day is long –
Would pass in a flash straight into the past
And the future in one sweet song.
She told me my names and all of the games
I’ve played since my inception –
Back in the times when love was divine
And darkness was pure perfection.
We crossed a river wide and deep
In a valley far below –
Where cities, towns and people appeared
Many of whom I’ve known.
I saw their struggles, pains and troubles
Laughed and cried their tears –
Living again as family and friends
In other times and years.
She took me north, east, south and west
By way of an ocean breeze –
By ship and train, by horse and plane
Where I’ve never felt so free.
In time and space where there’s a place
We rendezvous in travels –
Between this world we’re living in
And others yet unraveled.
Until she placed my head upon her heart
While cradled in fetal position –
Resting well deep in her spell
Until this world became my vision.
A good man walks through life with quiet strength, carrying himself with dignity while lifting others along the way. He speaks with honesty even when the truth is difficult, and his word can be trusted completely. You can see his character in small moments—how he treats someone who can do nothing for him, the patience he shows when no one is watching, the way he takes responsibility without making excuses.
He leads by example rather than through demands, inspiring others not through grand gestures but through consistent decency. A good man knows his flaws and works to better himself, while extending grace to others for theirs. He protects what matters, provides when he can, and stands firm on principles even when it costs him.
His strength isn't in never falling, but in getting back up and helping others do the same. He builds rather than tears down, creates connection rather than division. The world is immeasurably better for having such a person in it, and those fortunate enough to know him carry some of his goodness forward in their own lives.
This is the quiet heroism of everyday goodness—worth celebrating, worth aspiring to, worth honoring.
Prayers dedicated to shadowy redemption
Would you be a pure innocent whiteness?
On the brink of a severe storm;
Would you be a calm, friendly conversation?
If I am but a hesitant , immeasurably responsible soul;
Would you relieve that responsibility?
If I am a question mark in the writing of us
Would you be the explanatory foot-note?
Me, you or we
Split or scattered like isolated islands;
If gusty wind threatens to blow away forever
Would you be the power to reassign it?
You and I are but a prefix of a conversation
Would you be the enlighten effort to focus it to primetime?
Dogs and human , fight in my haunted dreams
I see vultures, waiting for the inevitable end of silence
Yet, I see a one-sided feelings, smiling
Standing on the pulpit of the innermost soul
Holding a pen and white paper;
Risking to the utmost degree of life.
I watched the sun rise this morning
In its splendorous shimmering gold
Slowly drifting up - out of the earth
Like a flower bud unfold
Its pristine wings to heavenly things
Radiating love sublime
From deep within
Where life begins
And nothing ever dies
In the atmosphere
Where nothings clear
As colors born in bloom
I watched the sun rise this morning
Dreaming about you
And me again together like
Two binary stars
Trapped in a dance
Of eternal romance
Immeasurably, near and far…
Thus, when I watch the sun once more
Tomorrow or next year
I’ll think again of where we’ve been
And cry yet one more
Tear
Form:
And now the moment of truth...
It's been a long time coming!
He drops to one knee
and nervously proposes marriage;
she tearfully nods her head, "Yes"
Spectators clap, cheer and whistle.
Euphoria traps them in it's cocoon.
Their happy feet
levitating
off the ground.
They're now flying
immeasurably high
and somersaulting
in the invigorating air
without wings.
Euphoric both are,
as if kissed on the lips
by God.
Date written: 04/03/2021
In the valley, one has been moaning considerably, extensive
for an amount of time, these constraints have possession of
one's emotions, affairs, and partnerships from all walks of
life, there will be chronicles of ups and downs, profits, and losses.
Ya'll it's been immeasurably a refutable volume of time, it's
becoming apparently, one is emerging, circulating fully of
fervor, hyperventilating, brims over, sobs echoes, screamingly
outcries, one's coming out of these days of low frequencies
treading the valleys.
Love causes all things to be...
this I have learned, known and immeasurably felt.
Love is magically selfless in it's purpose
which fills a place to bloom with mutual revelry,
or inspire an empty, shriveled heart to expand
either in the giving or receiving of devotion.
And this fervor is beyond the physical...
it is metaphysical: the only sentiment
that can bring one to delight in an
out -of- body experience through each heaving
upward and outward,
from one's breath; the next heartbeat
to the next communion shared with a beloved,
instead of being held inward.
This I have learned, known and immeasurably felt...
for love causes all things to be: kind and unconditional.
Laura Loo's Any Free Verse 150 or Less Contest
posted 2/23/2017
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114 words 671 characters
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Originally written 2.04.2017
GOD YOU ARE MORE THAN A LOVE
God you are
More than a love
More than a love
More than a love
You are more than, more than just a love
God you are
More than a love
More than a love
More than a love
You are more than, more than just a love
Lord God you are so special
And I love you for you are my love
Oh, God I love you so
Just want the world to know
Life love liberty
All this you've given me
Peace and joy immeasurably
Father I'm part of your dynasty
God you are
More than a love
More than a love
More than a love
You are more than, more than just a love
God you are
More than a love
8/21/18
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2018
from anthology “WORSHIP LEADER”
You and I alone, you slowly close your eyes
As we journey from reality, the dream world presides
I lure you closer with my inexplicable charm
Tell you I love you, enfold you in my arms
Protect you from all harm, becoming all you ever need
Pleasing you immeasurably, the best love you’ve received
Deep in my soul I believe, and you the same
That our love will stand forever never know the meaning of pain
Never will our perspectives change, for in our futures we see
A love that will last throughout our lives into eternity
In our minds there must be, an image permanently set on you and me
As our bodies lay together, so snug and so tight
We experience an evening of passion, a night of pure delight
Never beheld by sight, nor heard a single sound
Of a love so powerful, so strong and profound
Just as the rhythm of a single solitary drum
Our hearts slowly begin to beat ever so gently as one
Our love becomes a song, released by our spirit
Our body controls the rhythm while our soul sings the lyrics
As we reach the climax, you slowly open your eyes
Within a matter of seconds, you begin to realize
You understand that you’re alone and next to you only a pillow lies
Then you begin to hope and pray that this is how we will live our lives