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Premium Member Thy Will - Not My Will

Like a beautiful flower blooming
Dreams spill from my depths
Awakening all the joy inside me
With hope for tomorrow’s expressions

Like a soft color moving in a hue
Around the sun or moon or rainbow
Is this feeling that flows from my heart
Reminding me that I’m so very alive

Like a whisper of sweet love’s breath
Murmuring into my ear so sweetly
There comes the tenderness of love
Calling my senses into a new direction

Like delightful leaves falling down
Dancing around in the chilly air
My feelings reflect the sensations
Of knowing that someone is near

Like the delicate lace on a fabric
Teasing with traces of complexities
This rare and wonderful feeling within
Comes from knowing I’m truly loved

Like a prayer softly spoken to God
When you’re feeling so uncertain
There comes relief for your fears
With the answers that He does purpose

Like love that knows no bounds
But makes you lose your control
With compassion that promises 
Much more than a mere word of affection

Like a mind that is opening to hope
There comes at a time in each life
When faith in the way of true love
Inspires the heart to swiftly beat

Like a heartbreak that has healed
Kindness soothes the remembrance
And reminds the heart just why
It always gives without any conditions

Like a whimsical thread of thought
That leaves one feeling so uncertain
This faith fills me up with assurance
That I’ve reached a place of decision

Like joy that colors the world like sunshine
This feeling is one of the reasons I live
And give all that I have within me 
To grant God’s purpose – Thy will – not my will


Premium Member Thy Everlasting Name Hymn

Christ, by the highest heaven adored
Christ, the everlasting Lord
--From Hymn Hark the Herald Angel Sing by Charles Wesley


Come all my sisters and brothers 
We glorify God in the highest heaven 
His promising words live forever 
Holy! Holy Lord! Thy Everlasting Name!

All creations proclaim Thy words
Mountains, seas and plains rise in acclamation
Rainbow has captured God’s great works 
Holy! Holy Lord! Thy Everlasting Name!

All life’s storms cease… never reside 
Christ’s divine mercy and salvation – so strong  
His Holy Spirit strengthens - He guides
Holy! Holy Lord! Thy Everlasting name!

Jesus, Thy faithfulness is constant!
To You we adore Thee, only Thee Alone
Our Father whom we run to or rant 
Holy! Holy Lord! Thy Everlasting name!

July 23, 2020  10.35am


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Inspired by my family’s favorite Christmas hymn where we also got my youngest brother’s name. When I was 18yrs-2oyrs old, I taught DVCS on summer to young people in our local Methodist Church. Aside from teaching the doctrine, I also taught them about the founders of Methodism, the Wesley brothers.
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Form: Rhyme

The Heaven That Thy Breath Built

—A Sonnet—



Come, consecrate my silence with thy sigh;
Lay lucent fingers where my shadows kneel.
Unfurl thy hush until the stars comply,
And teach my doubting pulse what angels feel.

Unbutton midnight from my haunted bone;
Pour moonlit ardour through each hidden seam.
Make every secret I have never known
Awake incarnate in thy sovereign dream.

Let thy gaze blossom through my mortal clay
Till every wound remembers it was seed;
Breathe me so deeply out of yesterday
That Time itself forget the word proceed.

Belov'd—love me beyond love's farthest art:
Leave Heaven homeless, dwelling in my heart.
Form: Sonnet

Love Thy Name Is Eternity

The Sun has just reached it's nest
leaving the Earth in the twilight zone;
evening sky is hovering above
with a veil of gloomy pink colour,
silhouettes of flying birds in the West
only add to my melancholy,
the lurking depression again trying 
to creep into my mind.
But the sky above never lied to me;
hundred of miles away from you,
as I look at it in solitude,
I can feel your every moments there;
this evening sky tells me
how was the day today for you...
when you caressed the roses of your garden,
or completed your last poem,
when you smiled carelessly 
relishing our blissful moments;
as for now,I can feel that with a deep sigh
you are also looking at the pink sky there
as if to share our moment of love;
I must say again...
'Love thy name is Eternity.'


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By:kashinath karmakar (28th Jan.2011)
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Jewels from Upanishads: Ishaa Vaasyam, 3.Heed to thy soul’s heart

To sunless blinding gloom of devil,
And wrapped in dark shadows of evil,
The soulless void of faith
 Would sure befall ‘pon death---
Those that in ego’s spell their soul kill. || 3 ||
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Translations | 03.09.2026  | dark, death, evil, faith, Rhyming Quintain 

Note: This verse says, do not kill your soul, the atman, or else, …Bhagavad-Gita also says: uddharet atmana atmanam, na atmanam avasadayet... Lift up your soul by yourself, never thwart it. He’s your friend and foe depending on how you treat it. 

There is wealth of wisdom in ancient Sanskrit texts . This series on Jewels from Upanishads covers selected verses from various Upanishads of which there are as many as 120. We select a few verses only the major ones, beginning with Ishaa Vaasyam. The translation here is not verbatim but freely done. The transliteration of the verse follows. Alas I have to remove all the transliteration symbols.

asuryah nama te lokah
     andhena tamasa-avrtah     |  
tan te pretya abhi-gachchanti
     ye ke cha atma-hanah janah  || 3 ||

The word a-suryah means sunless, if spelled asuryah, it would mean barbaric or evil.


Premium Member Hallowed be Thy Name

L i f e
a prison of pretense
and I still dream of
walking through tempests of chaos
barefoot,
allowing stones and pebbles
to tattoo my languid skin with love in lilac,
as ashes of yesterday
erase the thunder marks
that struck my spine
in ruthless rhythm,
oblivious to the scorching solitude
that swallowed the stars
swaying across the heinous horizon.
Trusting the tormentor,
dancing with the devil,
as I drink from the naive springs,
like a jailed jasmine,
    to Stockholm syndrome.

I’ve heard the crickets croon,
I’ve felt the warmth of raining tears,
while w a i t i n g
w i s h i n g
upon pirouetting peridots~ 
a trick played by Lucifer,
as peace is a lie
fed from the serpentine scent of sunlight
   that tastes like mists of malice…

Tonight I kneel 
at the chapel of charades,
reminiscing fragmented forests
 where I’ve long been
a forbidden lace of Lilith,
     cursed by the fickle flames
            of the blood moon,
like a tortured sin,
             tethered by time…
 
O divine destiny,
designed with darkness,
see the angst,
veiled amidst contoured clemency
and manicured mercy,
the beginning
of an inevitable end.
I fear not the hereafter~ 
the realm of redolence and zephyr,
there phrases of regret
   shall be a rinsed-away garden,
   watered with saffron and amber…

Perhaps
when the last refrain of living
rewinds and repeats,
we’ll reflect
on the circus we performed in sheer naivety…
But would you then~ 
    catch my soul, it’s willing to fly away,
    feel my pulse, it emanates freedom,
    heed my heart, it sings of love,
    seize my ink, it flows with faith,
    catch my sigh, it homes compassion,
    hold my hand, it seeks kindness… 
 Hallowed be thy Name
                     Hallowed be thy Light....

Love Is Thy Lamp Through The Night

Love is thy lamp through the night,
A beacon glowing, ever bright.
In deep shadows, it casts its glow,
Guiding hearts where they should go.
A lantern's flame, steadfast and true,
It illuminates the path for two.
In the darkness, love's light we find,
A radiant force, gentle and kind.
A lighthouse beam on stormy seas,
Love's light brings solace and sets minds at ease.
Through the veil of night, it shines so clear,
Dispelling doubts, erasing fear.
With love's lamp, we journey far,
A guiding star, our northern star.
In its glow, we find our way,
Through the night, to the break of day.

Thy Moon I Seek

Thy Moon I seek tonight,
                                                             Calls the wind to come to light.                                                                                                   
                                                       Blowing the words in my head 
                                              While I’m whistling as I’m ahead
                                         Of all the wild rowdy commotion
                                     Featuring the herd with its notion.                       
                                   Thy white moon I seek tonight,
                               Faces the fields to hold me tight.
                             To stop me from walking home
                           As I’m stuck in the world I roam.
                           I appreciate its hefty humble soul,
                           Tucking me tight in fields I stole.
                          Thy bright gleaming moon I seek,
                          Comes to visit me when I’m meek
                           To greet me when I’m at my worst,
                             To greet me when I’m at my best,  
                                 To listen to my language of art
                                   In the end, middle and the start
                                    Thy moon I seek tomorrow night.
                                          Will make sure I’m in his sight
                                               When I’ll visit his fruitful fields
                                                     It is the night where he shields
                                                            My twinkle twinkle little star.
                                                                         Good night. I’m going far.
Form: Other

Premium Member Let Thy Mercies Come Unto Me

Let thy mercies come unto me
Lord, let thy mercies engulf and cover me
Liken to a tree that lets it's shadow hang over grasses
and 
Oh, Lord let them come the blessing come
For I will stand still and not run, let the blessing come
Shower your power rain down on me
Give me some lasting for ever after let your aurora shine on me
you're wonderful
beautiful
marvelous
majestic
Father and I love thee

Let thy mercies come unto me
Lord, let thy mercies engulf and cover me
Liken to a tree that lets it's shadow hang over grasses
and 
Oh, Lord let them come the blessing come
For I will stand still and not run, let the blessing come
Shower your power rain down on me
Give me some lasting for ever after let your aurora shine on me
you're wonderful
beautiful
marvelous
majestic
Father and I love thee

Let thy mercies God come unto me, I love you so
Lord let them come let the blessings show
Your mercies let them come in the power that's your
Oh, God
Give me some of the lasting's let me stand in the aurora of your presents
May I walk forever on the streets of gold, may I stand forever on the streets of gold
I don't know, all I know is that let thy mercies flow
Come on to me for now and forever more
merciful Father God let thy mercy flow
Let thy mercies come unto me
AMEN

Written by James Edward Lee Sr.
10/16/2011
from anthology  "Inspired Too"

Africans Change Thy Thought

Africans Change Thy Thought

African men change thy thought
I am a woman I agreed
I'm a wife not a slave
I'm thy mother do thee know?
I'm thy half half deen
Thee married me for what sake?
For beauty's or wealth's sake?
For children purpose or for God's sake?
For male  children or what sake?
For religion purpose and character's sake?

Then you dejected me for bareness' sake
I was abandoned for male's sake

For affection do you marry?
For true love do thee marry?
I know how vital children are
I thought you will wrapped me with thy blanket
I am ashamed of myself
Throw away all thy thought
I am not an angel nor saint
But fact still remain I'm not harlot
I don't terminate any pregnancy
Remember! Thee are the one that unlocked the door
Thy family utterance I was depressed 
Neighbourhood messages I was impressed
I was given aggressive names
I am called "Ako Pepeye"
I am named "Ako Ibepe"
It's my fault all the way?

Thee can marry thy second wife
It is well all the way
If thee want divorce you are free

I agreed it's my fate
I am a woman in her prime..

©® 2/10/17. Abdul Wakeel Junaid

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