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"Be happy in the moment, that's enough.
Each moment is all we need."
Quote_ Mother Teresa
Problem's color dwindles as morning dawns.
Obstacles which seemed unsurmountable
Evaporate as entanglements fade.
Might it be that I left them in God's hands?
For real, I rest in His care and constraint.
Offering each day praise; then thanksgiving
Remains my focus despite the day's stress.
Today as I rise, fresh on this moment...
Offense and maltreatment I can pardon.
Deliberate actions rejected, gone.
A word from the Lord brings understanding -
You are forgiven, the operative words.
May 25, 2023
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Lover, touch her with a gentleness
which maker her quiver with passion;
when whispered words matter,
a delightful thought can enlighten
her sublime smile lost in happiness,
what else will she desires more than love?
Inside the fire is unquenchable,
and the joy is unsurmountable:
when it is started and given
by a lover with gentle hands;
a lover whose trust in her is pure!
In that meadow where wild flowers
are a dazzling red and invite fragile butterflies,
the waving grass of the fragrant hill
turns a solar yellow in extreme heat...
as two lovers weave amazing dreams
by the shade of a willow tree;
and who knows this season better than they?
Lover with gentle hands,
never take those hands away;
keep caressing her, never pretend;
and whenever she asks for another kiss:
be generous and make her delirious...
as the southern wind brings
another fragrance of distant memories
that a forgetful lover leaves behind!
Even this memorable day is coming to its end,
and the kisses intensify as you wish for stars...
chasing away the scarlet sunset with impatient eyes;
and she gladly expresses that intense imotion,
never refusing, ever obedient and silently
she lets every sense be taken by imagination...
only feeling the gentle hands of a lover, who demands
nothing more than faithfulness and generosity!
Mountains be removed
Mountains were meant to be moved
They are much too heavy to carry
You can not wrap a rope around it and drag it with you
Sometimes too tall to look over
You can maybe climb over it, but then you are stuck on the other side
It is said that faith can move a mountain and throw it into the sea
This mountain sometimes blocks my vision
You cannot see through it
It impedes freedom
It stops me dead in my tracks
It is big
It seems unsurmountable
Its like the elephant in the room
Yet it can be moved and crumbled??
piece by piece or all at once!
I pray for the faith…
Of a tiny mustard seed
Grace Daub
August 23, 2021
The wind like time
Does not beg permission
It does not pause for longing hands
It moves illusively disappearing
Coming and going
Weaving the strands of tomorrow
into fleeting dreams transcended
From the bones of yesterday
It waits unseen in silent stillness
mummering with mystery
charging into an array
of constant cycles of energy
Touching everything
In its river of drifting sighs and huffing gusts
Its anger devours with
Screeching tempests
Swallowing the lifeless forms
Without discretion
Making alive and moving
All that lies in its wake
At the crossroads of departure
Spinning like a bird in flight
You are taken in its wake
Uplifted into its command
Within the chasms of little choice
Unsurmountable mountains of truth
Lay just ahead in perilous wait
Only to come to rest
Succumbing to the valleys of peace
To witness destiny
The turbid clouds hover mountains
of fluttering maples,spruces and pines
while I am crossing those bridges of wonder,
adjoined by sturdy steel cables
that even an impetuous wind couldn't oscillate;
man's ingenuity outwitting Mother Nature...
a tuneful voice rising from a spirit that perpetuates!
Rageful rivers resent their lament,
as fast currents struggle to find an inlet;
my hard breath surrenders
to an unchallenged fear!
From above danger is like the force of gravity,
I race with a brave face, but the harsh wind
still whips it with the strength of a twister,
blowing the pristine white sand...
turning it into a whirling dust cloud
only to diminish my visibility!
Let me cross those bridges of wonder,
in spite of lightning and thunder...
I'll brave the fiercest storm,
as long as courage allows me to proceed;
night may come as quickly as frightening thoughts,
but nothing would make my will recede
to a darkness that suppresses the freedom of choice!
When warriors are faced by a threat,
they don't turn back and accept defeat,
no doubt can thwart their plan:
it's either death or glory,
unsurmountable pain or joy;
their ego is hardly broken through dire!
Ah! See them crossing those bridges of wander,
and like me, they rejoice when the battle ends!
Corona
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Oh ! Aghast ! This is the deadliest
treacherous , relentless war ever
waged against humanity by that
invisible satanic overlord virus Corona by name;
the virus of seemingly insurmountable
energy of vengeance and hatred out
to wipe out humanity
Rise mankind! Rise now !against
this demonic Corona .to
fight a battle of wits- for your survival
mankind you must confront
and destroy this hater of human race Corona
fight gallantly with all your might
with prudence utmost , courage and brevity
to quell the venomous pangs
of this invisible snake …..Corona ,
render it useless and headless to
to quit into
a realm of oblivion or 'no man's land;
and never ever to show its ugly face
to restore Earth's peace and serenity
Let this Earth remain for ever the land for
the human race and human race alone
L
Mutilated mind constructs the precinct of recluse
Encasing the stifling loneliness of sad prison
Languishes there the surrendered psyche.
Agony unsurmountable relentlessly
Negates the positive perspective of hope
Cauldron of dissonance remote from the rhythm of the outside
Hollowness inside filled with drops of depression in adagio
Obdurately prolonged as untiring mental affliction.
Latent desires are demolished and the malleable mind
Yields to nostalgia, the melancholic remnant of yearning.
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(I chose to use Acrostic form to dissect melancholy to
discern its anatomy)
May 9, 2023
Contest : Anatomy Of Melancholy
Sponsored by : Craig Cornish
This heavy heart of wanderer rode
on the unremitting winds of sin...
riding on waves that only lulled
my many unsurmountable fears
and with no wings to hold me up,
I couldn't notice I was drifting past hope;
the distant sun brilliantly shone,
unable to reach those dark places within...
Use me indefinitely,Lord...
and make that bond stronger,
which was lost when I was younger;
use me indefinitely,Lord...
to amend the unkept promises
and the false will to live...
but looking to others for advice,
it all added up to wordly lies!
Why haven't I yet been blessed...
to share my blessings with others,
and be shielded from my enemies
with that invincible sword called,"Faith.";
why haven't I given up all the earthly joys...
to look up and cleanse me of all ugliness?
Use me indefinitely,Lord...
to never go back to those alluring ways:
to appease human behavior and bypass
a peaceful and long life ;
use me indefinetely,Lord...
at least,there is one left
to be redemeed by remorse and guilt,
and proclaim you shamelessly!