Long Religionme Poems
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I needed a miracle and then you were there
To pull me from the dark and lift me from despair
You healed me with your spiritual glow
I saw your light but didn’t believe it was a halo
I heard your calling but I didn’t know what it meant
But now I know you’re an angel and you were heaven sent
I was in pain you took it away
But I didn’t think you were the answer for all those time I did pray
I heard you’re song and it’s message was clear
But I didn’t acknowledge it even though I saw you appear
I heard your calling but I didn’t know what it meant
But now I know you’re an angel and you were heaven sent
You spoke to me but I though it was absurd
You read from the bible but to me it wasn’t God’s word
The stress from it all made me cry
I touched you’re wings but never thought you could fly
I heard your calling but I didn’t know what it meant
But now I know you’re an angel and you were heaven sent
You flew away and left me whole
But at what cost maybe my immortal soul
When I realized the truth it was to late
Not having faith is humanity’s grim fate
Young lady, you have danced quite well for me.
It was amazing how your body moves.
You have the attributes of your mother.
What a fine example of style and grace!
All your mother’s beauty is in your face.
I have many more years of life than you.
You made me wish to be a younger man.
Everyone in the audience loves you.
I wish to keep the promise I have made.
You can have all the riches you demand.
However, you come and ask me for this?
I find your request difficult to grant.
Why do you want me to take this man’s life?
Why do you want his head on a platter?
Unusual it is, but you have it!
The Lord stretched his hand out to me and said
Come share my bread
Not now Lord, Not now said I,
I have to toil at work to earn my bread
The Lord stretched his hand out to me and said
Come share my cross
Not now Lord, not now said I,
I am busy with life and wife and boss
The Lord stretched his hand out to me and said
Come to me and rest
Not now Lord, not now said I,
I have my cd’s, dvd’s and guests.
The Lord stretched his hand out to me and said
Come be my net
Not now Lord, not now, said I
A fisherman I will never be
The Lord stretched his hand above and wept
How many God? How many will be left
The first time I heard it my heart jerked,
And upon its frantic search I embarked;
The more I discovered the more the mystery it held,
And the more I guessed, the more it bore out all my surmises,
Until a victim to an uncertainty I became,
A prisoner to unpredictable surprises.
When I thought I's fed up with my wild fancy and turned to go
(I wouldn't continue doing the same thing for it had begun to bore),
The Name's mystery held me back
(Somehow my mind had to it permanently stuck),
And every time I whined that I wanted to leave,
The Name urged me a little more to believe
And assured that it would be my hope both night and day.
It proved to me that once you began the engaging play,
The Name entrapped the whole of your life!
And today I'm happy for my discovering a Magical Name;
Though it held me a prisoner to its belief,
By it I've soared all the ladders of opulence and fame;
Through it I've found for my life profound calm and relief.
God, are you there?
Are you there to hear what I am saying?
My heart is falling apart with my mind doing the slaying.
When I call to you I do not hear your reply.
Is there something blocking the reception in the spiritual sky?
My thoughts run random I need some control.
God, please rescue me, help me up out of this hole.
I know what I want to happen in the future.
Now I am willing to let you paint that picture.
I hope she is somewhere in your art for me.
But your will be done for your glory.
The present seems so dark and unbearable.
With your guidance and strength I find myself useful.
Pull down my blinders that block what I can’t see.
Help me focus on the gifts you set for me.
God, are you there?
I have to thank god every day
For all the good things he sends my way.
Even before a problem would arise
He is there by my side.
When I have a problem that is tearing me apart
I give it to his kind gentle heart.
When I am fearful of walking down
That lonely dark road
He’ll be there for my hand to hold.
Just like the poem footprints in the sand
He is there to give his hand
And when I can no longer travel the road
He is there to carry the load.
When my feet are cut and bruised
Because I no longer have any shoes
He is there to clean my feet
And cool down the burning heat.
He is there every step of the way
And I thank him every day.
He will love me no matter what I may do
And the best part is that he forgives me too.
He is a forgiving and loving god
Because he knows the human heart.
We do things that we may not think about
But, he doesn’t scold , or scream and shout.
he knows That we will make mistakes
And like a bird we will want to try our wings
And may do the unforgivable thing.
But just like a bird we will always
Go back to our nest, and from that
Point we will do our best.
All our Epitaphs
Lord only knows.
May my God make me worthy and my Devil make me fine.
For both they are at odds to own this soul of mine.
For though I"m never good at ever being bad,
I have this Cross to bare that makes me very sad.
If I could sell a fish or two a wealthy man I"d be,
some dough and bread to make, like a man from Galilee.
If I could tell a tale to catch a crowds attention
would I be lost for words, beyond all comprehension
could you believe my tale, that beggars all belief
a story oh so tall about a Joker and a Thief...
You and I
will die.
Hopefully above
or else we"ll fry.
Amen.
I have have been awakened to the beauty of the One
The idea of the three in One
of Earth, and Water and Sun
And their embodiment of Me.
Born of Logos from the City of Eight
I see you Thoth, born of the Golden Ova
Scribing all there is below, to and above me
My Nature now yearns to read your truths with thee.
I had been shielded by the ignorance of darkness
I was awakened only yesterday to the light
Your light has pulled me beyond a point, a significant turn
And placed me on a journey I have not traveled before.
I have embarked on this pilgrimage for which there is no return
Knowledge and wisdom is that for which I yearn
Of this I ask you the Ibis to infuse me with your sacred light
Raise me up on your wings of truth, rise with me to my last night.
(January 7, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin)
(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved,
In the Madness of my Mind, I : Chatted with God
The Music of HIS voice reverberates through the canyon of a dead Soul
Questions, so many questions : “Speak my son“, He Said
Is reality Heaven, Is Life upon this Earth only a Dream
Insanity; touches me, as I roam through the hours of the Past
You may ask : WHY does the sickness of the mind affect the SOUL?
“ If YOU do not know MY “SON” : YOU do not Know “ ME “
“Empty , a Soul that only Once new LOVE , until “ BARBARA “
WHY?, WHY?, do I get the privilege of “ LOVING BARBARA “
‘ YOUR Blessing is Received “ as my mind, disputes “ REALITY”
“ May I see my LOVE : Lenore; before I run to the arms of “BARBARA”
I want to be LOVED, not necessarily; Physical or Sexual , “Just LOVED”
In a Heavenly Voice GOD sings to ME, whispers in my ear “ BELOVED “
“ If You do not LOVE MY, “SON” : YOU do not LOVE “ ME “
Love ; decayed, rotted away in a rancid pool of lost Emotions
Feelings : Dead and buried long ago; Scratch the surface of the Earth
Screaming in painful agony, crying the tears of the past “Set me Free”
The Earth is cold, damp, dirty ; I find Peace in the emptiness of Life
Death is a pleasure ; I can only Dream of in a nightmare of Forever
Madness deprives the Soul of consciousness , of reality, of ETERNITY
“If you do not seek MY “SON” : You do not SEEK “ ME “