Long Lifting Poems
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Humbly He took my human flesh,
humbly dwelt in Mary's womb,
humbly walked the dusty roads,
teaching, healing, breaking bread
Holy is the Lamb.
Gently He gave Himself to me,
gently touched my fallen form,
gently lifting from the mire
my broken, needy, sin-sick soul.
Holy is the Lamb.
Freely He gave His all,
freely suffered scorn and shame,
freely bent beneath the scourge
within Pilate's judgement hall.
Holy is the Lamb.
Surrendered to the cross,
surrendered, bearing all my guilt,
surrendered to death's bitter call
He gave his utmost, gave me all.
Holy is the Lamb.
Risen, to give me new life,
risen that I might bear His name,
risen that I might never die
the second death but reign with Him.
Holy is the Lamb.
Copyright, September 28, 2014
Faye Lanham Gibson
Once, there was a time when I wallowed in darkness
wading in the shallows of my flaws, I confess.
Shadows of hovering ravens were my only friends.
I was lost in time as stars died, but made amends
by untying myself from yesterdays to stop crying.
I stopped living in a morass as if I were dying.
Many who remain tethered to their past try hiding
but freedom will take flight in those hearts confiding.
There is a gentle wind that blows through a soul
leaving glittered traces of stardust to make it whole.
Whispers murmur to wings that brighten the gloom,
lifting the muddled veil of death so life can resume.
No longer do I cringe at the dreary thought of death
or gasping for air as if I were drawing my last breath.
One day I will fall as carrion, my body lying supine
and I become a banquet feast where many might dine.
If feathered creatures circle me in skies of ash gray,
who then will come to chase the hungry ravens away?
Love dreams are like the sun ,they feel warm and make our mind hum.
Love dreams fill us with happiness, they make our moments feel fabulous.
Love dreams come in many ways, they can come in the night’s sleep and in daydreams.
Love dreams can come true, we can find someone that makes all our dreams come true.
Love dream is like walking on air, it feels so soft and gives no pain, it feels like a perfect sunny day, that makes us drift in perfect bliss with the day.
Love dreams come to us, they help us find our true love, and make all our moments perfect.
Lifting prayers to God, today and always.
Little girl in a rainbow jumper runs to hide
And seek. Lifting hands to cover her face
As soon as she finds the right tree
And thinking she's hid in what is plain sight
Shouts 'ready!', with one two and three.
'I'm coming!' he says,
Looking blindly her way
As he searches about
So she won't be found out
But the girl cannot wait for a shout
Of 'surprise!' as she lowers her hands
From her tightly shut eyes
To say 'here I am!' with delight
Unrestrained at her father's 'haha!',
And his feined 'there you are!',
While embracing his beautiful prize.
This dear little madam, an Eve of her Adam
Is naked and knowing no shame.
Not long to her hiding, her fear and self-chiding,
When heaven calls for her by name.
Then fearing the garden, not knowing her pardon
She'll hide from her Father in pain.
Love has ways, love can lead us astray, make us take our time and life and give it away.
Love has some ways, some good and bad, making us think if we have been tricked.
Love that is true never makes us blue, never makes us cry, never leaves us behind.
Some loves trick us and later leave us very confused, we thought they were true, then later find out they only wanted to lead us to hell.
Love that is true will always stay with us, as a friend, as a supporter, as a positive person in our life, they are the ones that make us happy and we cherish each one.
Love that is true can be felt, it radiates in our heart and mind, it gives us a feeling of a sweet love song.
Love that is false will show its signs, we need to beware and run from that kind.
So, pray and love, and beware, choose the love that makes you the best you can be all through your days.
Lifting prayers to God, today and always.
His light fell over the shadows
lifting the solemn spirit’s gloom
stirring precious people, He chose
revealing who rose from the tomb
making a way for believers
lifting the solemn spirit’s gloom
love for even low achievers
grace so alive it halts the skies
making a way for believers
the song that no voice can disguise
melodies rich with peace and love
grace so alive it halts the skies
this is wonder from God above
come down to offer us His Son
melodies rich with peace and love
I hope to hear Him say, well-done
His light fell over the shadows
come down to offer us His Son
stirring precious people, He chose
For the woman the world had turned a huge and restless black night
The trees of mango stood at her window looking like black skeletons
Though the time was for the flowers to be in its deep green threshold
For its fulfillment into the mighty flavour of deliciously dulcet freedom
Her newly-born baby was missing from the hospital's maternity ward
The whole hospital got into a tizzy over the said child lifting incident
With more and more intense gloom gathering over the petrified bed
Sat a still statue of black stone from starless dark and dense night
Assurance found no soil in the stone to come out in a green sprout
Milk filled gentle breast kept crying in the core of unsatiated desire
In the dead of night a nurse came close to the bed in a tempest of void
The one day old baby smiled like jasmine held in her arms like a swing
The police recovered him from a nearby six storied apartment complex
A childless woman had stolen the baby to quench her thirst for warmth
The new day snatched from the new mom was thus given back to her
In the very dark night the mother shimmered in the emerging warm sun
This gradually turned into the morning glory of tuberose in a bush of joy
Cherry and chocolate larks came hopping in the new day's golden face
In the middle of sobbing night the new day opened the door of ecstasy
She told all that she had never had such a seagull like new day before
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18 March,2017
i take a bite to a thing called "life"..
sweetness...
shared with friends and families
on occassions where there are joys
though it doesn't involves toys...
bitterness..
as failures, disappointments flows..
at times sanity and mind blows
for it leaves tears and sorrows...
face-to-face with these maladies..
dear, let me be your one & only lady..
i don't have silver nor gold
nor do i have a hot body or beauty..
all i can assure is my deepest sincerity..
and of a heart containing purity...
stay by my side, i'll try to abide..
lifting your downcasted hurt pride..
together, we will share a slide..
dancing on waves until relapsing tide..
i will not speak...
nor will i try to peek .
those crumbling emotions at peak..
let it fall, make them weak...
i will share my strength..
i will render my care..
i will try to shine a light..
in your world, you said to be dark..
The Air of Indifference
Tree limbs grasped hungrily at idle air
hawks, with weary wings, shared calms despair,
sailors, deafened, by the muted swell
motionless the listless sails froze in heated hell.
Kites, stricken victims of inertial rule
denied the need for string, or child-held spool
aspire to go nesting in the trees
dream of the distant joy of being free.
Soft turn of ocean breeze will fulfill hope,
sailors on the deck will seize the rope
as children would the string of lifting kite
and trees bend easily as hawks take flight.
Thus does spirits wind so gently raise
the voices of the silenced into praise.
7/3/2014
Bearing my soul was not for the faint hearted
Until I realised that I am stronger
Loved my whole extended family with all my heart
Until I realised that some of them will betray and continue to do so regardless
Lifting this veil from my eyes
Seeing the truth as it is
It had always been there
Staring at me
The timing was not yet the time
Always gave without expecting anything in return
Until I realised that some will never appreciate it
Loved deeply and fearlessly
Until I realised that sometimes love on it is own, is never enough and you have got to have other ingredients
Healing takes time and time takes healing
So as searching for the truth
Break it down and down it breaks
So as getting back on the saddle