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The doors are locked.
Abject darkness all around.
I long to see the opened door.
I swim in this pool of nakedness.
We have hope in all our solitude.
That we can survive alone in the wilderness.
In reality, our simple minds have no clue.
Sorrow does not care whether it is righteous.
I scorn all who offer their opinion.
I in my solitude, only, I have none to impress
If there was an impression of me,
Upon your cold soul - less empty heart.
Spineless and false you creep thru my thoughts.
Clarity comes from letting go of the falsity of life.
Kindred spirits know well of what I refer.
Does not the Divine not have compassion.
Now I will take leave of my innocents ripped bare .
We make our own ignorance prevailed upon us.
Making us think we can survive alone in time.
Even alone we go on justifying our acts.
Those of us who are blessed in childhood.
Bring down a bit of heaven with us, I believe.
Childhood itself is scarcely more then a thought.
Of old age , pleasing illusions covered in mist.
It's raining in my soul, raining on a dead soul.
Rain is grace, there would be no life without rain.
In the darkness of the night , I see him there watching.
It's death again, absent from body, always on the clock.
Every time I pull the blinds , I spy him there in the trees.
Always there , always watching for us at deaths door.
Back to dust we return to Him, out of body, the spirit.
Returns to God, the one who gave it, life !!!
9:30am Tues. 3/ 5/ 2013
I wonder what you think of when your lonely heart rests
Head on the pillow this dark night, feelings on waves crests.
I wonder if you’re living with your soul’s purposeful intent
Letting go of things that may have been wasted time spent.
Some things don’t work out in the ways you may have tried.
May you move on like a beautiful waterfall from all tears cried.
I wonder if you know just how much you have to fully give
Authentically so talented in this one life you have to live.
So let the light of day show you what others can already see.
You have all the fluent ways within you, moving to make it be.
Heidi Sands
SUCCESS
It isn't perfect outcome grace secures
BUT
The result of excessive stinky failures
It isn't hoping, come better tomorrow
BUT
The will of being strong cum sorrow
It isn't relating cogent reasons to fate
BUT
Bid to keep up with luck, unease's dictate
It isn't gentleman's song: waiting turn
BUT
How madness don't mind crazy burn
It isn't about hardworking all day long
BUT
The shift in risky greed: foaming conge
FAILURE
It isn't trying to please everyone
BUT
Losing yourself chasing in it, fun
It isn't having many sexy friends
BUT
Submitting to one who pretends
It isn't just letting go of worries
BUT
Making hurried decisions in flurries
It isn't all about disappointments
BUT
Lacking productive adjustments
It isn't related to poor background
BUT
Comforting soul idleness crowned
LIFE
Life is of two phases
BOTH
Tease frowned gazes
Life is of peace and war
BOTH
One must gladly explore
Life is of morning and night
BOTH
Its sun and moon meet twilight
Life is of the White and the Black
BOTH
Are hungry of world power to hijack
Life is of ageing truth and infantile lie
BOTH
Are great tools wisdom to live off hell, dye
I’m hanging on a rope of lies hanging on for dear life.
I don’t know what got me today but I gotta let go this rope is cutting me, deep in my hands with small glass shards ripping through my skin like a fiber glass patch.
Cutting into your skin eating you alive you are hanging on the rope of lies but how many days will you have to hang on when it’s easier to let go.
If I let go to the rope of lies I’ll fall into a black bliss oblivion under my feet tonight it would be easier and it will make both lives easy but for the sake of loving someone I can’t let go in fear of losing everything.
The rope is cutting deeper and deeper into the skin it’s cutting me open alive this killing me within. I’m just let it go and lose everything I came to know expect the worst and hopefully get the best just let go and deal with the consequences but just to never again grab on to a rope of lies ever again because if you grab the rope again you’ll be on that for a long time cus once you grab onto the rope of lies to get down it’s gonna be a hard fu cking time down you gotta face reality at the end of the fall and for some reason I can’t handle that at all.
Just like the rope with the Razors making your hands bleed deep the rope of lies is worse it makes you fall into the unknown the razors on the rope is bullying in itself and you can let go of a bully better than letting go of a lie you are hiding from someone you know Remember that when your mind goes blank and flat to never hang on to the rope of lies it will tie you in and sometimes it will never let you leave again
.Bare Feet Cold
. morning stills
. the first light
. salt breath on lips
. horizon unfolds
. hands letting go
. anchor raised
. sails catching wind
. harbor growing small
. pulse quickening
. fortune calling
. we're on our way
. ON THE TIDE
. sky closing
. canvas straining
. throat tightening
. sails shredding
. anchor dragging
. hope ebbing fast
. shore receding
. winds howling
. rigging screaming
. light fading fast
. sea salt stings eyes
.Tide has Ebbed out
If I Could
Kevin Davis 2026
If I could open any door and see what waits behind,
Would I find sorrow, hatred, and humankind unkind?
How do they wound each other—through vile and sharpened words,
Or hidden hate that lingers softly, seldom ever heard?
Would they raise deadly weapons, or strike with fists in rage,
And let their anger burn unchecked from age to bitter age?
Do they force their beliefs as truth, denying those who disagree,
And turn their lies to borrowed facts so others cannot see?
Yet perhaps behind some quiet doors a gentler light remains,
Where mercy walks through wounded hearts and softens old deep pains.
Where hands once closed in anger learn the strength of letting go,
And kindness, like a patient seed, begins again to grow.
For every door that hides the dark may also hold the chance
That someone chooses love at last instead of fear’s harsh dance.
And if I open one myself, I hope that what I find
Is truth that heals, a listening heart, and grace for humankind.
The things left unsaid
grow heavier through the years,
gathering below
like silt in a riverbed
fills in the refection pool.
Snowball, small at first,
gathers more snow as it rolls.
snowman's tiny nose,
becomes head, then a body,
then a roaring avalanche.
Regrets germinate
as roots grow into the soul
become embedded.
what was 'too few to mention'
is now 'too much to ignore'
Hand touches lightly
then tightens for better grip,
as the wanting grows.
the weight becomes the burden
that is so hard to let go.
Fingers on the ledge
numb and trembling from the strain,
grow inflexible
letting go is now so hard
after all the holding on.
When you having problems Let go, let God
When you seem (like) you can’t solve them
Let go, Let God
Letting go of those complex and simple things
Letting go of nightmares and foreign dreams
Reach up
Reach out
Pray for continuance, for the Father to work it on out
When you’re having doubts, look out
When you’re in the pains of your time here
Reach up, Reach out
Stop holding on to the rope of no hope
Stop holding on to the line just let it go
When you pray, when you ask and pray
Just stay… believe what you’ve prayed
Let go of the line you’ve already prayed and asked God….
When you’re having doubts, look out
When you’re in the pains of your time here
Reach up, Reach out
Letting go of those complex and simple things
Letting go of nightmares and foreign dreams
Reach up
Reach out
When you having problems Let go, let God
When you seem (like) you can’t solve them
Stop praying and still holding on to the rope, that line
My brother, my sister just let go and let God
Nicely done.""Let go, let God" - for sure!
1/15/20
Dedicated verse to Caren Krutsinger
Based on words by Caren Krutsinger
Featuring words by Poetess : Caren Krutsinger email
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. & Caren Krutsinger 2020©
What's happened here?
I asked,
I asked again...
and where to reclaim.
For I've lost something precious (so dear to me)
and someone or something's to blame
and will I be repaid in heaven's name?
To be sure, I'll find peace in justice, heh
justice in life..
heh!
Where to place it..
God, demon, mankind, or you?
Oh, such a shame to know
the fault could be all mine too...
swirled in murky shallows
can't fix it, can't face it
can never forget it
it is an injustice,
after all...
So dear friends, convince me
whim of justice, just isn't so
so I decided finally to
just let it go...
In meditation I let go of ego,
to transcend this realm of my earthly life;
I seek awareness of my higher self,
and go deeper into a higher universe.
I open myself to the flame of Christ consciousness,
letting go I embrace love, wisdom, and power !
This threefold trinity flame will bring me self discovery,
it will bring essence to my core, my character;
love will flow, wisdom will penetrate,
power will be my gift, my bliss and my delight.
I must purge my mind within of earthly cares,
then, Christ consciousness can dwell in my high state!
No preconceived ways will clutter my mind,
only awareness of my higher purpose and the next realm;
will die with this Christ consciousness flame that I have nurtured,
perhaps to be reincarnated into a more mindful, aware being.
This is the path to enlightenment and of higher universe,
and cleansing of soul will invite the threefold flame to dwell !
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June 07, 2022
Poetry/Verse/Trinity of Love, Wisdom and Power
Copyright Protected, ID 06-1463-233-07
All Rights Reserved, 2022, Constance La France
Written for the Premier contest, Threefold Flame of Christ
sponsor, Unseeking Seeker, Judged 06/28/2022
First Place