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Sacred Flame
In the dance of bodies, soft and slow,
A sacred current begins to flow,
Not just in touch, but in the soul,
Where hearts align and make us whole.
Energy pulses, deep and true,
A sacred rhythm shared by two,
It moves between us, pure and light,
A force that ignites the deepest night.
Not just the body, but the heart,
In sacred union, we impart,
A love that transcends flesh and bone,
A flame reached when we're fully known.
In this moment, pure and whole,
We merge as one, heart and soul.
For sacred embrace is more than flesh,
It’s the meeting of hearts, where spirits mesh.
Where love is felt, not just in sight,
But in every whisper, in every light.
It’s in the quiet, where souls align,
In every soft kiss, a love divine.
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*Note
Love is the essence of life, the force that binds us beyond the physical. It’s in the moments of silence, the energy we exchange, and the sacred connection of hearts.
Let your heart guide you, let love be your compass, and know that in every quiet moment, the truest form of connection is found. In love, we are both infinite and whole.
Joan Chandos Baez is an American singer
Eighteen years old, first of the later date
protest folk singers
Famous before Bob Dylan!
Songwriter, musician, and activist.
Folk music of protest and social justice,
in the fields of nonviolence, civil rights,
workers' rights, and the environment
Made over 30 albums
Fluent in Spanish and English,
recorded songs in at least
six other languages
March on Washington for Civil Rights
Supported Cesar Chavez and his
United Farm workers Union
Protested Vietnam War, and supports
homeless veterans
Fundraiser for the Ukraine refugees
Eighty years of age, Joan is still
performing for cherished causes
History will teach us
"The Purpose Of Life" through
the genius women such as Joan Baez.
It was time for the New York Residential Division contract to be renewed
but the Realty Advisory Board desired the members to get screwed
that wanted the members to give some of their benefits back
but 32BJ leadership stayed focus and on track
so on and on and on the bargaining talks did go
but the union refused to have any give backs nor accept the word no
we don't bend over, we don't back up and we sure as hell don't back down
our President Michael Fishman and his team stood their ground
it came down to the wire and neither side would concede or give in
until we had a rally with 10,000 plus members and called on our political friends
and at the midnight hour the new agreement went into effect
32BJ's leadership got the members exactly what they'd expect
they kept all 10 of their contractual sick days
and no percentage of their healthcare do they have to pay
they will get a raise in all four of the contract's years
and there will be no hiring system on a level that is two-tiered
VICTORY for 32BJ the union that never backs down
VICTORY for the New York Residential Division
HOW SWEET THE SOUND
Sighs of melting breaths
Soothe my inner qualms
Reminding me that I’m loved
By someone who holds the key
To my heart and my dreams
Sparkling stardust insights
Whisper through my spirit
Revealing the purity and peace
That comes from giving my hopes
To someone who knows who I am
Gentle clasps of a pleasing embrace
Tug at my feelings of tenderness
Thrusting me toward the kindness
Of one who gives without conditions
And lives in a way that enchants me
Sweet temptation tugs at my secret desire
Beckoning me to believe in the joy
That comes from sharing such yearning
For the joining of souls, two into one
With this ruby band comes a promise of more
With this ring, I do wed my eternal inspiration
For knowing good things that will forever enchant
Initiating life within my deepest beliefs and ideas
Warming my essence with a soft, nourishing caress
Leading me through the worries that might spoil
*Author’s Note: I am getting married on July 23, 2020 on my fiancé birthday. Since his birthstone is a ruby I decided to purchase a ruby wedding ring. While researching the ring, I discovered that a ruby wedding ring symbolizes a “Union of Souls” and I was definitely SOLD!!!
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This revolutionary fella followed by
Adams family patriarch,giving rise
twin heir (plain lee gifted "Renaissance
Man") Jeff force'n without hemming
and hawing, subsequently conceding
nexus (nor horse drawn Lexus) of Colonial
power to Madison, thence Monroe
buttoned up as suitable candidate after
which younger Adams elected.
Thirty four followed Jackson's club
trumpeting (some Obama nib bully)
bushwhacking their way predicated
on faulty Algorithm, charming
charismatically with hint of Clint
like glint in eyes, blinding populace,
sans ray gun (Reagan), Car Tour ring
with peanut gallery in tow, affording
(unpopularly pardoning unfashionably),
a Jerry rigged nixed son, followed
by John's son tainted by stain of Vietnam,
but with said Southeast Asian debacle,
one ken heady (sporting thick styled hair)
inherited an internecine conflict, essentially
precipitated, when Eisenhower hardened
political stance against any allies of the
Soviet Union, (sans The Viet Cong), and
pledged his firm support to Diem
and South Vietnam.
Now with preceding administration, one
harried true man unleashed advent of atomic
spectra upon Hiroshima, and Nagasaki, this
purported preemptive measure scary ruse
felt to thwart exaggerated Japanese government
threat (military intelligence) scheming to
wreak untold havoc upon American troops
within the Pacific theater of World War II.
The former horrific decision controversial,
then and to this day Hoover expert historian,
diverge, asper corroborating the necessity
to usher in the Cold War, yet majority foreign
policy wonks might grudgingly attest that
said thirty first commander in chief did maintain
a Cool Edge throughout onset when doomsday
clock began countdown to Armageddon,
an unimaginably blaring, deafening, earsplitting...
cacophony distant rumbles heard, nonetheless,
no Hard dinning ghoulish nightmare (potentially
obliterating all life on planet Earth) haunted
Wilson, nor Taft, only gunboat diplomacy
mere child's play exhorted, less catastrophic
comparison, when Teddy Roosevelt wielded
"big stick schtick" namesake corollary to the
Monroe Doctrine in 1904...ad nauseum.
“The resurrection is a place of triumph over satan, sin and death. Its a place of reconciliation and eternal redemption. Its a place of our sonship with all its rights and privileges - It's our union with God through the blood of Jesus.” - Dr Rex al Opusunju
Literally, everyone I've known,
until I knew the One,
left my life undone, or is that only,
selfish summing up the past,
self-serving doubt, make believe clouds,
the source of sorrow’s silhouette.
Each dewdrop glides gently,
over sun kissed prayers, promises,
resonate on the ancient hills,
erasing black and blue desperation,
with trembling floods of soft light,
reflecting the earth's praises,
dreams turning hearts to mush,
like a blushing sea of yesterday,
peace...
I love You,
like I never understood,
the difference in hope and inspiration,
burning softly,
kissing away the pain,
where my heart aches, breaks
feels like darkness erased,
by the shadows
who will despise my faith.
I love You,
like I can't explain
it is beautiful and breathless,
breathtaking that amazes,
not so much as grace.
I love You,
more today than yesterday,
when light restored my faith...
I love You,
with a soul You saved,
through grace that made a way,
through the fears, the tears,
traveling over my heart,
melting the moments,
who bring me past pain...
I love You,
and I'll find a way,
to show You all the love,
I pray...
I'll bring You a reason to say,
You're the child who I love,
You're the child who'll rise above,
You're the child who'll fly like a dove...
You're the child faith dreams of.
You're the child that God loves with a love...
that comes from knowing it was saved by His Son!
WHAT MORE SHOULD THE GURU NARRATE? LOVE IS A VERB, IT CONFIDENTLY OPENS UP ITS RED SWEET LIPS, AND SCREAM FOR ITS SELF. LOVE AT ITS ONSET, SO PURE, PLEASANT, A COMPLETE SPLENDOR – IF YOU ARE AN ATHEIST YOU’VE NEVER BEEN IN LOVE. WE NEVER REALIZE WHEN WE FALL IN LOVE, AND IT CAME TO ME THE ONLY REASON IT IS EXPRESSED AS “TO FALL IN LOVE” IS BECAUSE WE NEVER INTEND TO. I AM NO A MAGICIAN NOR A SUPERNATURAL BUT LOVE IS A MIRACLE EACH OF US CAN PERFORM AT A DEGREE, YET WE UNABLE TO EXPLAIN IT TO ANYONE. LOVE IS BEAUTIFUL, ETHEREAL “PERFECT BOND OF UNION”. DO YOU REMEMBER HOW IT FIRST BEGUN, SMILES OF ADMIRATION AND ROMANTIC CHARMS LIKE COUNTRY ROSES AND SAFFRONS THAT OPENS UP IN SPRING. I HAD A DREAM ABOUT HOW LOVE TURNS IN TO A STRONG CHEMICAL WITH MULTIPLE BONDS IN THE BLOOD THAN ANY COMPOUND EVER EXISTED, WHEN YOU SEE THEIR FACE, HEAR THEIR VOICE, SMELL THEIR PERFUME – LOVE IN OUR BLOOD IS SENSITIVE TO THIS THINGS. THE HEART IS A HOUSE LOVE LODGES IN, THE RUSHING WIND OF THE LOVED ONE’S MEMORY COMES KNOCKING ON THE DOOR OF THE HEART, ITS DOOR LEFT RUMBLING AND BEATING WITH ENOUGH PRESSURE TO PUSH LOVE OUT OF THE HEART DEFTLY RUSHING THROUGH THE VEINS - THAT IS THE REASON YOU GET A BRISTLE AND GOOSEBUMPS.
"LOVE IS PATIENT AND KIND, IT BEARS ALL THINGS, BELIEVES ALL THINGS, HOPES ALL THINGS, ENDURES ALL THINGS- LOVE NEVER FAILS”. WE ALL WANT SOMEONE WE JUST CAN NOT IGNORE, BUT LOVE IS TRUE AT ITS MANIFESTATION WHETHER ITS REAL OR NOT WILL BE PROVEN BY ITS ENDURANCE. A WRITING ABOUT LOVE IS NEVER COMPLETE, BUT THE HEART WHICH IS READING AND KNOWS THIS AMAZING FEELING COMPLETES IT, ALWAYS WITH A SMILE.
I never wanted to get married
But I always knew that
If ever I where to
It will be him, him only
Not the one to look at
But he owned my heart
How could that be
Is it the smile that he offers to present
Is it the voice that he performs to be
That is the love that is captured
Is it the character that he formulates
Is it the performance that he displays
That is the love that is absorbed
Is it the love that he gives to other people
Is it the love that I have not received from him
That is the reality of love
Future in the making
I have never wanted to be burden
But always knew that I am very independent woman
If ever I were to get married to him
It will be coming together of two different individuals
Not to work together as such
But to form a union of endless possibilities
While keeping their individualism intact
*Image of Hawaii State Flag & State Motto/Seal by Pixabay.
The Great Mahele
The Hawaiian islands were overwhelmed,
In the year eighteen hundred forty-three,
Hawaiians were prisoners, promptly held,
By Captain George Paulet a Lord he'd be.
Constraining the islands for his monarch,
Accusations formed by Richard Charlton,
The islands British Consul a suave shark,
Aberrant land swindler cursed charlatan.
Prod Captain British subjects land taken,
Put was U.S. Captain Long ne'er meddle,
Commodore Kearny's U.S. warships end,
Six months seizure--awards a nonmetal.
Paulet cut our flags Union Jack now flys,
In part plus changing words immortalize.
2021 November 16
"Ua mau ke ea o ka aina i ka pono." (Hawaiian)
"The life (or sovereinty) of the land is perpetuated in righteousness." (English)
Hawaii's State Motto/Creed and Hawaii's State Seal
King Kamehameha III, of The Kingdom of Hawaii, said those words as part of his message to the people of the Hawaiian kingdom after British ships withdrew rather than risk conflict with America. The acts of the usurpers caused the king to establish "The Great Mahele", giving land to the commoners, whereto, I'm now a benefactor thereof.
King Kamehameha I friendship with England caused the inclusion of The Union Jack as part of Hawaii's State Flag. It has eight stripes of white, red, and blue that represent the eight main islands. The Union Jack flew o'er the islands during the seizure, but the Hawaiian Flag was restored after it was learned that England never sanctioned the occupation.
The Yuletide Season
Seen through the window by the fireplace’s illuminating fuel
Is a family gathering celebrating the Yule;
A union of Noël greeters in wondrous delight
Expresses warmth, joy, and happiness within the house.
They wish each other a Merry Christmas with sincerity and cheer
And exchange cards and presents while snapping pictures.
In the corner, a fir tree stands with a star topper bright
Decorated with ornaments, tinsel strings, and twinkling lights.
Down the banister and around the room, garlands run,
And over the mantle, holly and a wreath are hung.
Then singing is heard accompanied by piano music playing,
Followed by the raising of glasses to toast the Yuletide season.
Outside in the cold covered with snow while walking alone,
Memories of home come to mind, and how the years have flown.