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Patience
by Rabindranath Tagore
loose translation/interpretation/modernization by Michael R. Burch
If you refuse to speak, I will fill my heart with your silence and endure it.
I will remain still and wait like the night through its starry vigil
with its head bent low in patience.
The morning will surely come, the darkness will vanish,
and your voice will pour down in golden streams breaking through the heavens.
Then your words will take wing in songs from each of my birds' nests,
and your melodies will break forth in flowers in all my forest groves.
Keywords/Tags: patience, Tagore, translation, Bengali, heart, heartbreak, silence, night, stars, vigil, darkness, voice, streams, heaven, birds, songs, nests, melodies, flowers, groves
I see rainbows and sunshine in my forecast,
yesterday I gained an awesome new friend.
It was though we knew each other all our lives,
I hope that we can be friends for a long time.
Even when it starts to pour down heavy rain.
there's always peace after a storm.
But the seed of friendship has take time to
bloom.
It has to be handled with tender love and care,
It needs to be watered and fed or it will not
survive.
Don't starve your friendships whether they are
new or old.
If you don’t tend to your budding friendship
it won't survive during the drought season.
Dedicated to friendship
Alexis Y.
12-19-18
“God is exalted in His power.
Who is a teacher like Him?
Who has prescribed His ways for Him,
Or said to Him, ‘You have done wrong’
Remember to extol His work,
Which people have praised in song.
All humanity has seen it;
Mortals gaze on it from afar.
How great is God—beyond our understanding!
The number of His years is past finding out.
“He draws up the drops of water,
which distill as rain to the streams;
the clouds pour down their moisture
And abundant showers fall on mankind.
Who can understand how He spreads out the clouds,
How He thunders from His pavilion?
See how He scatters His lightning about Him,
bathing the depths of the sea.
This is the way He governs the nations
And provides food in abundance.
He fills His hands with lightning
And commands it to strike its mark.
Summer’s here
Summer’s here at last, so laugh;
Enjoy the sun before God takes it back.
It’s only temporary so enjoy it while it lasts
And pray to God it’s not your last.
Let the sun shine down on me, let it pour down all around us;
Let the sun shine so bright that it blinds us.
Looking at the sky in wonder
And wondering why it shines so bright.
Does this mean what I think it means;
That the time is right to find love and change my life?
Angels cry in summertime,
As love is lost, because you chose to hide.
You can’t go back and change your mind;
Your choice is made and now it’s time to die.
I believe in a better place than this;
I believe I deserve to see someone I have never seen.
The sun must shine in Heaven and I hope we do live in bliss,
Because the summer will soon be gone to become a memory.
(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Form:
The moon decided to take an holiday
sleeping behind clouds there she stayed
The night grew dark and the rain pour down
so much rain earth thought it would drown
The day shone forth and to earth's delight
the sun came out shining bright
But is the dusk begin to display
the moon was still on her holiday
The thunder boomed and rain resumed
lighting flashed into darkness it slashed
No moon to shine for lovers to pine
instead she sleeps in clouds benign
Dawn broke forth as the sun rose
noticing the moon as she doze
Pardon me as the sun spoke
slowly the little moon woke
Have you been sleeping all night
the stars say your a shameful sight
Will you glow as you used to do
the earth really does miss you
As the evening begin to shade
the sun bowed down as he fades
The moon embarrassed glowed bright red
up all night she stayed out of bed
No more holiday she glowed all night long
and the night was tranquil and calm
The night was silent and the stars filled the sky
and the soaking earth that night remained dry.
"In those vernal seasons of the year when the air is calm and pleasant, it were an injury and sullenness against nature not to go out and see her riches, and partake in her rejoicing with heaven and earth." - John Milton
Valleys, fields, meadows and hills take on a sunny glow.
Everything is fresh, and nature’s new creatures flourish and grow.
Rains pour down; mountain streams joined to rivers flow.
Never at least till fall must I worry about streets filled with snow.
Abloom are various flowers and trees; they put on beautiful show.
Life renews and songs fill the air as spring’s birds fly to and fro.
Dear Allmighty God ! Great Spirit of
all of Life and all that is inert
Hear this prayer with your million times
a million ears, see it with Your eyes
Assist Mother Earth and her children
human and non-human to see the futility
of war and conflict and the beauty of
harmony, rapture in difference and change
Release humans from the grip of subjective
dualism, assisting them to connect with their deepest Heart, where lies your deathless Glory waiting in sacred tolerance for our submissions
Dear Most High and Most Abundant
show all dwellers of our Green-Blue planet
that it contains ample of everything needed
for every occupant complying to their needs
Greatest Healer of all Healers, Central One
release encumbrances of pain, physical and emotional, psychological and spiritual from
cloaking and choking humans as
well as animals and plants
Let your Infinite Love pour down into Gaia’s soil, softening Hearts, opening our minds wiping shadows of pride, doubt, shame, so that we weave our sovereign selves into Your Truth in trust
We thank You, Oh Divine-Mother-Father-All That Is, in blissed gratitude for Earth, Water, Fire and AngelicLight which shower us each moment of every moment
We Thank You !
Amen, Namaste, Algamdullilah
Om Shanti !
So be it
So it is !
_____________________________
BRONZE WINNER: Allpoetry.com
Prayer Contest: May ‘26
"I know, I know, I know"
but the times aren't changing.
You were growing out
your beard for me,
to encourage me
to visit New York,
and you, again.
Your husky voice made
the six-hundred miles
between us feel like
no space at all,
like the intimacy
inside a sand dollar.
when I walked
on the empty golf course,
near the pond, an irritated
heron took off in front of me,
flapping its wide wings
to search for a quieter
hunting spot.
The air was too humid
for clean thinking
in mid-June on Seabrook Island.
I was only 33 and you
were 62.
You knew the Devil in me
that I learned to like
when I was 39.
"I know, I know, I know"
you, Prince, cried in song.
Last night, you rocked my
lonely, curled-up body
facing the corner
of the marina
in my distorted dream
while kids swam
outside.
They were laughing
and splashing.
"I only want to see you"
in the vivid day.
The children
"in the purple rain"
are not caught up in
recycled dreams.
I was in the marina
on a stationary bike
for something to do.
A customer came in,
but he needed you.
I forgot if you fell
out of love for your little
queen of submarine sandwiches,
your shopgirl, or if your absence
was more than a lack of interest.
Does your ghost love me more
than the man who came
before?
"Let me put your makeup on you,
Jennifer. Come on,
I will put your colors on."
You hurt me fresh
in inconsistently subtle ways
when the water rushes home
on Canandaigua lake
and I dream too vividly of you.
Your Italian soul
completes this starving
German-Danish girl
who isn't hungry
for your pasta primavera.
"Purple rain, purple rain!"
Pour down and fill
the hollow echoes
of my middle-aged heart.
Prince, hold the note,
and let me dance for Terry,
strumming the Cloud Guitar.
You two can play together,
now.
"If you know what I'm singin'
about up here,"
I wish I did.
"Come on, raise your hand."
He warns, in love, of a time when we won’t have a second chance to ask Him into our heart. – quote by poet
~~~
He tried to warn them all
God was about to pour down
Rain that would drown the world
Destroy all life with His flood
He wasn’t that different
Than the modern day preacher
He warned them time would run out
And they’d be left without a prayer
He told them the time was coming
When life as they knew it
Would cease to be – nothing
Would survive the destruction
He cautioned with his urging
God is bringing a downpour
Not one will survive this flood
When it comes, there is no shelter
He worried about the fate
Of those he knew would die
But he told them over and over
Its only a matter of time
Noah wasn’t so different
From the preacher of today
Who is telling us about the hope
We have if we believe in His grace
~~~
Genesis 9:13 KJV -“I do set my bow in the cloud, and it shall be for a token of a covenant between me and the earth.”
Pick-A-Title, Vol 28 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh
January 27, 2022
TITLE chosen: 1. Along Comes A Flood
The way my heart beats
Whenever you are around
The way you love me
Without making a sound
The way you hold me tight
When my ship runs aground
"That is the way I will always love you"
The way the river flows
Into the sea
The way color beautifies
The cool mountains fall trees
The way the sight of you
Sometimes buckles my knees
"That is the way I will always love you"
The way the suns rays pour down
To warm the earth
The way joy belongs
At the heart of new birth
The way I'm loving you
For all I am worth
"That is the way I will always love you"
The way you hold me close
When I am in pain
The way you kiss me gently
And then kiss me again
The way I will always be here
Through the sun and the rain
"That is the way I will always love you"