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In the house of the Lord...
Satan is not allowed,
only holy people dwell into it;
and they burn incense every sunrise and dawn,
to keep Him away from the throne of Jehovah God!
And they sing praises
to Him, the Holiest One,
and to Christ they ask compassion
for the earthly ones who are weak...
and can't humble themselves and be exalted!
Angels gather to do His will,
and Jesus among them smiles,
to share all the glory with the Father;
A chorus arises and echoes through the serene and open Heavens,
to make all creations bow to their Master!
I bow down to my kind and loving God,
whose face I am not permitted to see,
lest awe and death smite me;
touch me, Jesus and heal me...
with those hands, where nails entered and made you scream and bleed!
If sin made me lose divine wisdom,
I repent of my foolishness and whisper
my profound prayer of forgiveness;
welcome me back into Your house, Lord...
and I will perpetually obey your commandments!
The vanity and the blindness
will be cleansed by the waters of Holiness,
and all my imperfections You will not remember!
In the house of the Lord,
only peace can be heard and purity
can be felt in the verses of the hymns;
let me praise you with Your angels indefinitely,
and finally behold Your radiant face!
In the house of the Lord,
all His children are loved equally,
and they serve Him with reverence. In the house of the Lord,
Christ shares His father's throne to judge every soul;
and on the right side, he receives all the worthy!
Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci
Symbols like a feather
is important and meaningful
for the person who receives them
A white feather
I see a sign from the angels
from your loved ones in heaven
Like the souls of ours, meet on a wonderful day
A lonely feather floats freely,
like Voyager ... a man-made object
Not all meanings are meant to be clear at once
Patiently my friend, what you seek is in your heart
It's a lesson in everything
Angels are not imagination
There is much between heaven and earth
A true soulmate, but some people will never believe
Keep smiling and surely
the sun will shine through tomorrow
No language can express, it's all a part of a bigger plan
02.11.2017
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
Copyright © All Rights Reserved
* 3rd place in contest
She has had her share of pain, the kind that turns life inside out
She has learned to survive on her own while inside, she wants to shout
She has passed through doubts and came out the other side
She has humbly rebuilt from places where people lied
She has felt broken while still caring for her friend,
who receives her support with a gratitude that will never end
For she shows with angelic action that she understands,
how to care, regardless of where her friend lands
Thank you my friend, in more ways than I can count
Never forget the many things, you helped me surmount!
Heidi Sands
5/13/25
(C)opyright
O child of stone, outcast, alone,
succumbing to desire.
Inside your chest, you’re sorely pressed,
assailed by a liar.
Do not believe the tales it weaves:
the lost, untethered heart.
Though it deceives, it silent grieves
the time it spends apart.
When realized, it bitter cries
for wounds it did impart,
and scarce conceives, much less receives
the grace of a fresh start.
But when it breaks, all of that ache,
like scales, just falls away.
A flood of tears, to be drawn near,
says what no words can say.
Your Father sates, and yet He waits
for you to freely turn.
Climb in his chair, incline your ear,
and hear what your soul yearns.
Child, fall asleep to rhythms deep:
a heart that fiercely burns.
Ah, to be blessed, and find the rest
your strivings never earned!
Comeuppance generated
desire to kill self awoke
resolution to make amends
bedevils this bloke
who deservedly receives just desserts
invisible hand doth choke
living daylights, hence
nightmare scenario I evoke.
Following objective forthwith
pained papa doth aim
constitutes feeble attempt made
to reach out and accept blame
reckless transgression
to spout warrants claim
if religious, thence within perdition
while still alive
mine flesh set fire to flame
analogous to burnt offering
even that sacrifice considered lame
imposed upon lovely bones,
I cannot utter nor name
one garden variety primate repurposed
thru cremation his cruelty destiny will tame.
Awfulness permeates nerve wracked soul,
because behavior concerning yours truly
hashtagged boneheaded rogue
(as easily attested to courtesy the missus),
indiscriminately sharing sensitive information
innocently celebrating their joys and sorrows
concerning welfare of deux biological chicas
which pathetic body, mind and spirit triage
attributed to where fool rushed into
where angels fear to tread.
No ambition, exertion, inspiration... arose
these last few days melancholy grows
a brief lull occurred,
whereby lack of crafting poems or prose
insync engulfed and teed off par
for the course
stainless steel pitch forked shows
with mettlesome irony
(perhaps witnessed
by dearth of posting)
finding me figuratively pitched
upon horns of dilemma.
Far from human league,
(more'n mark twain fathoms
into deep purple troubled waters)
I flounder amidst flotsam and jetsam
mankind receding toward lost horizon adios
at sea within Lake lachrymose
moody blue foo fighting
wretched beastie boy feels morose.
Subsequent diminution to write,
nevertheless mustered
aforementioned reasonable rhyme
attempting to describe psychological plight
thru arranging words, I take flight.
SOUL TO SOUL
(Written for Mother Sandy Stone, whom I met in 1992.)
SOUL TO SOUL ***
The early morning call.
A sand dollar skitters in before its rushing wave.
A message bringing within a mosaic of tears,
long to explore.
The sand dollar rolling ahead
of a white-foaming wave.
Memory catapults her presence
again beside me.
The sand dolllar pauses on some wet sand
and slowly gives the sky a twirl.
Hers was an enfolding heart that Gave and Knew.
The sand dollar, yet to tip, receives
the brightness of the sun.
Hers was the company of light, soul to soul.
The sand dollar at last rests,
beyond any waves pulling it back.
The everywhere she went, already misses her.
The sand dollar, not thrilled by blank, blue sky,
Is joyous to see tiny fingers taking hold of its
circling side,
blocking the sun with such
a blessed giggling heart.
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(c) sally young Eslinger 2/5/22
Glory to God
To create awareness in the moment of now,
inspired in continuance establishes the flow.
The wish to bring into manifestation,
the grow of new aware confined distillation.
The alchemy of sublimation into union,
chemical wedding and spiritual human.
United and fused together to create new energy,
transcendence between worlds memory.
Surrendering love and state of bliss,
heart perceptions most gentle kiss.
Sacred sensuality slows eternal presence,
melting time by love making essence.
Lasting experience of loving descending,
in continuous energy circulating.
That oneness of it all felt in every cell,
touching realms of guiding spirits bell.
Perceptions outside space and time,
the inside out light of frame.
Sparks from above in echo with the below,
as one receives all blessings, one need to sow.
Guard Your Tongue *
Written: by Miracle Man
1-23-2020
Gossip is not unlike a heat seeking missile,
that employs the tongue to do it’s selling.
Things born at heart are seldom kept secret,
because the tongue has an unkind way of telling.
The tongue receives, what an angry heart sends,
Angry tongues are symptoms, of an even angrier heart.
Once harsh words are launched there’s no making amends,
the tongue is more than just another mouth part.
it’s better the heart be enlarged, than enraged,
for no medical help exists for the latter.
* James 3:8
But the tongue can no man tame; [it is] an unruly evil, full of deadly poison.
(Dedication: For Ann, the love of my life, who walks with me smiling. Thank you.)
Opt for a path that observes life's pulse and play,
Deeper and clearer as experience vivid,
Etch a present moment fragment in plain stay.
Sense oneness in all nature speak so candid,
Emotive knowing as beauty now reveals,
Etchings and markings of truth and sheer magic!
Here in this moment watch miracle appeal,
Align heart, mind and body to glimpse fine view,
Image and idea juxtaposed in factual feel.
Keep watching as stillness reveals to you,
Urgings of natural wonder that unveils,
See the world change in a fragment deep within you!
Now moments fling messages to blaze a trail,
Open your heart and mind to embrace belief,
Words only capture a mere fragment unveiled.
Seek to go deep within where silence achieves,
Enter a continuum that whisper hints,
Embrace a journey gift that calmness receives.
Mind and matter and motion and stillness mint,
Encounter a passage where miracles hint!
Leon Enriquez
08 Mar 2014
Singapore
(Note: This poem is a Sonnet with Alliteration.)
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Be beyond borrow, sensuous soaring sights;
Move motive mind map, leapfrog lusty looks;
Apt applause arrows, lovely lasting light;
Settle succinct sap, browse blossoming book.
Carve crystal crazy, prime preying puzzle;
Lively learning lifts, creamy comfort clowns;
Heap hindsight hazy, dream drowsy dazzle;
Glimpse good grandeur's gift, discerning drips down.
Seize sexy story, flooding funny feel;
Justice joins jolly, muzzle mouthing more;
Madness mines muddy, groaning glimmers grill;
Choice charades calmly, slumber sacking store.
Courteous calm conceives, ripe risking receives;
Brilliant bum believes, attention achieves.
Leon Enriquez
05 May 2014
Singapore